Xiao Xixi saw something was wrong and was already suspicious.
She has tasted these dishes before, and there is no problem at all. Moreover, they taste delicious. Even if the taste is different, it will not be so difficult for her family to eat.
Xiao Xixi looked at Xiao Jinbao.
I saw the little milk ball holding the chopsticks and chewing hard, and suddenly spit it out.
Xiao Xixi frowned, is it so unpalatable?
Xiao Jinbao noticed that Xiao Xixi was looking at him and quickly explained: "Auntie, I just vomited when I felt unwell. The food is delicious and I like it very much!"
He is already a sensible child and must not make his aunt sad!
Xiao Xixi took advantage of the situation and brought the whole plate to him with a smile: "Really? I'll give you all those!"
Xiao Jinbao pouted, his eyes fell on his father helplessly, and he pretended to be obedient and said: "Dad, you can eat it."
Xiao Dalang got excited and blurted out: "No, if Jin Bao likes to eat, just eat more!"
Completely forgetting that this is his son.
It’s a scene of father’s kindness and son’s filial piety!
Mrs. Si pinched Xiao Dalang's thigh hard.
Xiao Dalang was so painful that he wanted to show his teeth, but he could only hold it back, touched his nose covertly, coughed lightly, and decided to say what was on his mind: "Xiao Yu, you should stop cooking in the future?"
"Why?"
Xiao Dalang didn't want to offend his sister, so he racked his brains and said: "You are doing so well. If you cook it every day, the cooks at home will have no way to survive."
The other people's eyes fell on Xiao Dalang with deep meaning, as if "you are so hypocritical".
Xiao Xixi felt that something was not right, why was she making everyone so embarrassed now when she had tasted a perfectly good meal.
She poked at the system.
[In order to ensure that the host’s personality is not overturned, the system will modify the dish data. You’re welcome, host!]
It was clearly a mechanical sound, but she actually heard a hint of pride in these words...
Xiao Xixi: Hot chicken system!
But she couldn't taste it, and there was no chance for her to discover it.
Xiao Xixi, who was severely cheated by the system, said that one day the system must be brought under control so that it no longer controls heaven and earth!
Xiao Xixi gathered her mood, brought a bowl of chicken soup as if it were a treasure, and placed it in front of Xiao Xiaolu: "Sister, I made this specially for you!"
Xiao Xiaolu's expression was complicated.
Mrs. Gu said: "Xixi, can Mommy have a taste?"
Xiao Xiaolu cast a grateful look at Mr. Gu.
Xiao Xixi ruthlessly refused: "No, this is specially prepared for eldest sister!"
Xiao Xiaolu felt moved and sad at the same time, and asked: "Did you do this?"
Xiao Xixi silently warned the system in her heart not to attack the bowl of soup.
In order to let the eldest sister drink with peace of mind, she smiled and shook her head.
Xiao Xiaolu was indeed relieved.
Watching Xiao Xiaolu finish drinking the chicken soup, Xiao Xixi looked at the dishes on the table with a complicated expression.
Although she didn't know what the food she cooked would taste like when others ate it, but looking at their expressions, she felt that she should eat more of it herself.
As long as she eats enough, others can eat less.
During the dinner, Xiao Xixi ate all the food she cooked, and even looked like she was enjoying it. The more she ate, the happier she became.
Seeing her like this, her family members thought she was feeling sad, so they all picked up the food one after another, and in the end, all the food she cooked was eaten away.
Xiao Erlang didn't realize Xiao Xiaorou was not there until he finished eating, so he asked: "Where is Third Sister?"
Everyone fell silent, and a pindrop could be heard in the dining room.
Xiao Erlang scratched his head and looked at Xiao Xixi as if asking for help.
Xiao Xixi gave him a helpless look.
The next day, Xiao Chongye went to see the King of Wei again. He made lowly pleas and gave out a lot of dowry, so that the King of Wei agreed to let Xiao Xiaorou marry him.
However, I am only willing to give her the status of a concubine and carry her in directly through the side door in a few days.
Before Xiao Xiaorou got married, Xiao Xixi visited her.
Xiao Xiaorou was wearing a bright red wedding dress, her black hair spread like a waterfall, and she was sitting in front of the dressing table with a sinister smile.
Seeing Xiao Xixi come in, Xiao Xiaorou stood up and showed her her wedding dress.
"Second sister, take a look, does my wedding dress look good?"
Xiao Xixi stood there expressionless, staring at the almost crazy Xiao Xiaorou, and asked: "Is it worth it?"
Xiao Xiaorou stopped laughing and turned to look at Xiao Xixi with tearful eyes, her chin trembling: "I have no choice."
No matter how beautiful the wedding dress is, Xiao Xiaorou can only wear it once before getting married.
She was just a concubine, and she was already unpopular with King Wei before she was married to her. Her life would only be difficult in the future.
"You take care of yourself."
Xiao Xixi walked out of Xiao Xiaorou's yard without saying anything more.
After walking some distance, I heard a frantic and helpless cry.
…
It's a quiet night, Fu Mansion.
A thin and slender figure sat in the garden, letting the night wind blow on him, his face expressionless and motionless.
The maid was worried and repeatedly advised: "Miss, go back."
Fu Qingjiao's eyes finally moved, and she said feebly: "Keep your voice down, if others hear you, you won't have to wait around me anymore."
The maid was so anxious that she was about to cry, so she could only lower her voice and continue to persuade.
Fu Qingjiao looked up at the dark sky, where there were a few scattered stars.
She remembered seven years ago, when she was only nine years old and her father was not yet the chief minister.
She went to the princess mansion to play and met Leng Moran, who was blind.
She saw a very good-looking little brother with dull eyes, sitting alone by the lake.
The little girls who came with him all looked disgusted, but she was the only one who felt that the brother was a bit pitiful.
She asked someone to pick a blooming lotus and give it to Leng Moran, telling him that even though he couldn't see the many colors of the flower, he could still smell the fragrance and feel the touch of the flowers.
She can also tell him the color of the flower.
On that day, she happily picked many kinds of flowers and told Leng Mo Ran the color of each one.
She saw a smile on Leng Moran's face. The smile was warm and intoxicating.
After that, her father told her that the princess wanted to get her engaged, and the person she wanted to marry was Leng Moran.
She was so happy, thinking that she could be with him forever in the future, and she could always be his eyes.
Although she has not been able to see Leng Moran often these years, to her, Leng Moran is her future husband.
When she got her haircut last year, she was full of expectations and thought she would marry him soon.
I never thought that all these hopes would be dashed overnight.
What exactly are you expecting?
It was clear that she was already engaged, so why wasn't she the one the emperor proposed to marry?
She had obviously worked very hard during the palace banquet. What did Xiao Xiaoyu do again?
Unknowingly, Fu Qing's tender face was covered with tears.
Tears slowly slid down her smooth chin and dripped on her hands before Fu Qingjiao came back to her senses.
She looked down at the tears on the back of her hands and couldn't help laughing to herself.
Why are there so many?
Even though she is the daughter of the chief minister, the Xiao family holds military power.
Everyone knew that Xiao Xiaoyu liked Prince Yan, so it was understandable that the emperor granted her a marriage in order to please the Xiao family.
But no one knew that she had been deeply in love with King Yan for a long time.
She also advised her father not to ask the emperor and pretend not to care in front of others.
Fu Qingjiao told herself that she only allowed herself to feel sad behind others.
Today is the deadline she gave herself. As soon as daybreak comes, she will forget this low mood.
Leng Moran is the only person her heart beats.
Now, her heart is dead.
Since she couldn't marry the one she loved, she would marry someone at the top of her power and let everyone look up to her.
In this way, she will definitely make those who hurt her pay the price.
The corners of Fu Qingjiao's lips were slightly raised, and her eyes were covered with a layer of coldness.
