Chu Qiao blushed when An Ge said this. She reached out and took Mu Fang over and lowered her head.
"Thanks to this, otherwise..."
The topic inadvertently came up with what happened last night, and Chu Qiao quickly stopped. That memory was really not good, so it was okay not to mention it.
"If a person has a great destiny and cannot die even if he wants to, just like me and you..."
An Ge changed the subject, pointed to the surrounding decorations and said, "Except for this small wooden cube, I have many small wood carvings here. You can take whatever you like."
"You made these all by yourself?" Chu Qiao was surprised. Every wood carving displayed here looked exquisite and ingenious.
I didn’t expect that An Ge, an imperial chef, would be so busy and have time to carve these things. Judging from his carving skills, he has been proficient in this for a long time.
"I'm an idle person. Apart from cooking, that's all. I also made the bamboos on the walls. I like the fragrance of this bamboo, which will prevent me from having nightmares when I'm sleeping."
Having a nightmare? An Ge, a grown man, will he be awakened by nightmares?
Chu Qiao looked at the room again. Almost all the four walls of the room were covered with bamboo. If he had done this alone, it would have taken a lot of effort.
"You did this?"
It's not that Chu Qiao doesn't believe that An Ge has this ability, but she changed the decoration of the room at will. Do the people in the palace allow it?
"Are they asking you to go through so much trouble? Aren't you afraid of breaking the rules and getting slapped? The slaps in the palace hurt your body." Chu Qiao reminded An Ge cautiously.
"If you don't let me, I will do it secretly. By the time they see it, it will be too late." An Ge laughed and glanced at Chu Qiao's face, with a strange look in his eyes.
"Then you are so brave. I don't dare. The prince almost broke my legs last time. Everything must be done here according to the rules and no random behavior is allowed."
Chu Qiao felt that An Ge was lucky. Maybe it was his superb cooking skills that made everyone indulge him, and even the princes did not dare to say anything. But if it were Chu Qiao, thirty boards would be missing, and she would definitely be beaten.
Her skin and flesh were torn, so she didn't dare to follow the rules casually, and she didn't dare to violate the etiquette at all.
"Eunuch Wang beat you? Then I'll talk to him and ask him to leave you alone in the future." An Ge said.
"Who do you think you are..."
Chu Qiao rolled her eyes at An Ge. The imperial chef didn't work in the palace, so why did Wang Eun Ge pay for it? If An Ge really went to tell her, Wang Eun Ge would definitely hate Chu Qiao and would never let her go in the future.
There is good fruit to eat.
"You'd better stop hurting me. I don't want to be beaten again. It's almost time. It's time for me to go back."
Chu Qiao felt that it was time to go back. It was not appropriate for a man and a woman to live together in the same room.
"You should go back and tidy up. I told my father-in-law that you move to the room next to mine so that we can discuss some trivial matters about the state banquet together. Your original residence is far away from the imperial dining room." An Ge said very casually.
, it seems that Chu Qiao's request to move out of the imperial dining room is a legitimate request and there is no need to question it.
Living in the house next door? Chu Qiao didn't know what kind of room it was. It should be a place where ordinary palace maids lived. This way, it would be out of Liaoyun's sight, and her life would be easier.
Chu Qiao nodded and exited An Ge's residence. After going out, she discovered that although An Ge's residence was quaint inside, the outside was not that simple. In addition to the spacious rooms, there was also a separate large courtyard and a lacquered floor.
Red, double doors with copper nails, and an incense burner with cigarettes floating next to the door.
The place where he lives is so big?
Chu Qiao didn't know how to describe it. This didn't seem to be a place where an imperial chef should live. No matter how good An Ge's cooking skills were and how much the emperor and ladies doted on him, it was impossible for him to receive such preferential treatment.
Chu Qiao's eyes moved away from An Ge's residence and looked to the side, wondering if the place where she lived would be shabbier than the one in the imperial dining room.
But after just one glance, Chu Qiao was stunned. How could the house next to it be described as shabby? There was a long corridor on the outside. At the end of the corridor was a red door. The red door also opened to the opposite side. Although I didn’t know the situation in the room.
, but you can imagine that it must be very big inside.
"I, I want to live here?"
Chu Qiao stuttered a bit when she spoke. She turned around, closed her eyes for a moment, and when she looked back, it was still such a big house.
"Miss Chu Fourth, you are rich and you are just lucky." The only explanation was this. Chu Qiao believed that the disaster star Fo Ji Tai had come, and she actually lived in such a good house. It should be no worse than when she was in the Chu Mansion.
Withdrawing her gaze, Chu Qiao turned around and walked back in a daze.
As soon as he reached the door of the imperial dining room, the big man ran over and looked at Chu Qiao up and down.
"Chun, Sister Chunxiang, I heard that Mao Dasong held you hostage with a kitchen knife... Are you okay?"
"It's okay, who did you listen to?"
Chu Qiao thought that what happened last night could be covered up, but she didn't expect that even the big guy knew about it. It seemed that the matter was quite big, and the news of Mao Dasong's death probably reached the imperial dining room.
"Everyone in the Imperial Dining Room knows that before dawn, many guards entered the Imperial Dining Room. An adult came to investigate the case and questioned many people. Xue Wanyue, the director of Shangshi, also came. After leaving for a while, we all
I was woken up. I was frightened when I heard about this incident. I didn’t expect Mao Dasong to be so bold. He was really crazy. He deserved his death. They investigated for a long time. After they left, I stood waiting at the door and didn’t see you come back.
, I thought you were injured." The big man looked at Chu Qiao's neck carefully, wondering if there were any scratches or anything like that.
Chu Qiao avoided the big man's gaze and hit him on the head.
"Why are you looking at me like this? If I was injured, could I still walk back like this?"
"That's right, Sister Chunxiang, you are really lucky. This bastard Mao Dasong died and implicated so many people. He is really a bastard. Fortunately, I didn't please him, otherwise I would be unlucky this time too."
The big guy looked disgusted.
"What kind of involvement? What did you say?" Chu Qiao frowned.
"You just came back, so of course you don't know about those chefs who are close to Mao Dasong..." Before the big man could finish his words, little Eunuch Hai's voice came from the door of the imperial dining room.
"Hurry up, leave the palace immediately before daybreak. If you walk too slowly, I will carefully break your legs and make you crawl out. One by one, you will not learn well and follow you like a bastard."
The offal in Little Haigong's mouth was naturally referring to Mao Dasong. If Mao Dasong caused trouble, what does it have to do with other people?
Chu Qiao walked in and found several chefs walking out with their heads hanging down and carrying baggage on their shoulders. Seven or eight little eunuchs were following behind the little Eunuch Hai. The little Eunuch Hai looked impatient and urged them to leave quickly.