Wei Zi heard the same thing, so she ate well and took a bite of the meat. Well, it was just right sweet and salty, and it melted in your mouth. The chef was very good at it.
Mrs. Feng glanced at Feng Danyuan and said sadly: "I remember, the last time you served me food must have been twenty years ago..."
Feng Danyuan said lightly: "You are nimble with your hands and feet. You don't need anyone else to pick up the food for you."
Wei Zi was startled, what do you mean? Is there something wrong with her hands and feet?
The person was so stunned that he no longer cared about his mouth, and the meat fell directly into his throat.
Her throat itched and Wei Zi choked. She quickly turned her back and covered her mouth to cough.
"water!"
Feeling that the maid was slow, Feng Danyuan stood up suddenly, took the cup from the maid's hand, and handed it directly to Wei Zi's mouth: "Drink."
The gentleness of his tone was completely different from the one he had just called "water".
Not only that, he also gently patted Wei Zi's back with his other hand.
Wei Zi was also shocked and quickly took the water, turning her body slightly to avoid Feng Danyuan's hand.
"Thank you." She took a sip of water and said to Feng Danyuan.
When she raised her head, the people around her looked like they were struck by lightning again. She wanted to raise her forehead: Do you want to continue eating this meal?
Feng Danyuan placed a cup of soup in front of Wei Zi: "Buddha jumped over the wall, the royal chef in the palace can only make this dish decently, you try it."
"Oh, okay." At this time, Wei Zi's strong psychological quality finally came into play.
She hypnotized herself over and over again: She is a guest, she is a guest... That's not right——
"This dish was made by the imperial chef?" The imperial chef should be in the palace, right? But isn't she in Prince Yan's Mansion now?
"Well, Li Yuchu's craftsmanship." Feng Danyuan took a sip gracefully, his demeanor showing his aristocratic temperament and style.
When she looked at Mrs. Feng again, there was gratitude and apology in her eyes. She was going to let down the old man's kindness.
After a long meal, I finally finished it.
Wei Zi wrote a few dietary therapy lists and gave them to Mrs. Feng: "It's cold in spring, so I still need to pay more attention to your health. Cooking with these seasonal ingredients is good for your body."
Mrs. Feng took it with a smile: "Okay, I'll eat it. When the seasonal dishes above are gone, you can make a new order for me."
"Okay." Wei Zi understood what Mrs. Feng meant: "Old madam, thank you for your hospitality today. I will take my leave now."
"Be careful on the road." Mrs. Feng's eyes were full of reluctance.
I think once my grandson's wife leaves, her eldest grandson will also leave...
"I'll take you back." Feng Danyuan did what Mrs. Feng expected.
Wei Zi wanted to say "No need to bother", but Feng Danyuan already looked like he wanted to go together, so he could only say: "Thank you, Your Majesty."
The weather is early spring, the rain has stopped, and the sun is light.
Feng Danyuan walked in front, Wei Zi followed behind.
His slender figure cast a dark shadow on the ground; Wei Zi was a few steps away from him, but the shadow was right next to his, creating some ambiguity and charm for no reason.
After seeing this, Wei Zi slowed down her steps and waited until the two people's shadows separated before continuing to walk forward.
Unexpectedly, Feng Danyuan stopped and turned around.
Wei Zi had already thought of what he was going to say: Your legs are already short, why don't you walk faster?
But for the first time, Feng Danyuan did not utter any harsh words, but stretched out his hand towards her: "You want me to lead you away?"
