Sang Zhi didn't understand what she wanted to do until she led Gu Chenhuan to the kitchen.
Gu Chenhuan asked Sang Zhi what time it was now. It was You hour, about seven o'clock in the evening. Logically speaking, even if the master rested early at this time, it was impossible for all the servants to go to rest. They would at least have passed Xu hour.
(nine o'clock) before finishing their respective tasks and going to rest.
But now, walking all the way from the backyard to the kitchen, I didn't see a single servant.
Is this intentional or deliberate?
Gu Chenhuan sneered inwardly, but calmly led Goubuli and continued to walk into the kitchen, asking him to sit at the small table and wait while she walked around looking for ingredients.
This place is worthy of being the Prime Minister's Mansion. There is almost no shortage of ingredients. Gu Chenhuan walked around three times and prepared what she wanted.
Finally, she stood in front of the big wok and wiped her sleeves.
"Master, what do you want to do?" Sang Zhi asked in shock.
In the past, her delicate master didn't even know what the kitchen looked like and what was in it. Now he actually ran to the kitchen, skillfully selected the ingredients and wiped his sleeves, looking eager to try it!
Gu Chenhuan picked up the frying spoon and weighed it. Although it was a bit heavy, it was not too much trouble for her. She started chopping vegetables and said without raising her head: "Cooking, I didn't hear Goubuli say."
Is he hungry?"
"...You, you know how to cook?" Sang Zhi was so surprised that she couldn't hold her tongue straight. She looked at Gu Chenhuan and ignored her. Then she remembered a more important point and was even more shocked, "You actually cook for Su Su?
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When Gu Chenhuan heard Sang Zhi's voice, he subconsciously raised his head to look at Goubuli, and saw that he had fallen asleep on the table because he was tired. He probably didn't hear what they said, so he let go
I was worried, and then I felt that Sang Zhi was too much of a bother...
"Sang Zhi, are you free?" Gu Chenhuan lowered his head and said while chopping vegetables, "If you have nothing to do, go find a blanket for Goubuli. He will catch a cold if he sleeps like this."
Sang Zhi was shocked by Gu Chenhuan's sudden concern for Goubuli, and left in a state of confusion.
After Sang Zhi left, Gu Chenhuan raised his head again, looked at the empty door, and said, "Come out."
As soon as she finished speaking, strangely, a long shadow was slowly cast on the open space at the door.
Gu Chenhuan's hands were not idle, but he just said nonchalantly: "Just now, you deliberately showed me a corner of your shadow, but refused to show up immediately. You wanted me to distract you."
Zhiba? Okay, now there is no one else here except you. If you have anything to say, please tell me quickly, I really don’t want to see you."
"..." The shadow at the door slowly walked in. A black robe with wide sleeves and gold trim first came into view, and then the man's slender and upright figure, and the face that was blocked by a silver mask.
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The masked man walked in. Without saying a word, he raised his hand and waved his sleeve seemingly casually in the direction of Goubuli lying on the table.
Gu Chenhuan's stirring action immediately stopped. She raised her eyes and stared at the man, and asked in a deep voice: "What did you do?"
"He's fine, he just fell asleep." The masked man spoke, his voice low and deep, sounding as if he was deliberately suppressing his true voice.
Gu Chenhuan was relieved, but she was angered by the masked man's neither salty nor bland attitude. She put down the frying spoon, raised her eyes to look at the masked man, made a mocking arc, and asked softly:
"Because the assassination attempt by your men failed, you came here personally to kill me, right... Wei Shengjue!"