"Two guest rooms, four light dishes, and two more rice." Fu Meng thought about it, and said without looking at the recipe he handed over.

"Okay! Please wait!" After saying that, he trotted away.

"You said, when will Feng Chenyao be able to arrive in Haocheng? How should we complete this task?" Fu Meng asked Yan Cenlan, who was sitting opposite him with a deep face.

Yan Cenlan narrowed his eyes slightly, looked thoughtful, and slowly spoke, "Then Li Zheng is his grandfather after all. If nothing unexpected happens, he will be here early next month."

"It seems that Li Zheng's birthday will be very lively." Fu Meng looked at the person sitting in the lobby with a chill look, and said, "Look, the person with a scar on his face, as expected, would be Scar Dove, the leader of the Black Hawk Gang, undoubtedly."

"Even the butterfly flowers from Piaomiao Villa are coming!"

Yan Cenlan looked surprised and looked at a woman in white with a blood-red butterfly printed from her right face to her forehead, saying, "Tsk tsk tsk tsk, look at that figure, look at that enchanting face!"

"Hmph, Yan Cenlan, are you interested in Die Feihua? Do you want me to go over and talk to you about the media?"

Fu Meng stared at Yan Cenlan and asked sarcastically.

"good……".

Yan Cenlan, who reacted, pleased Fu Meng and said, "Junior sister, you are joking. That butterfly flying flower is not as good as your finger!"

Perhaps because he was speaking too loudly, a chopstick flew over from the side, inserted it straight into front of him, and looked in that direction, but Die Feihua looked at him with anger on her face.

"I deserve it!" Fu Meng snorted coldly.

"Miss misunderstanding, this is a misunderstanding!" Yan Cenlan quickly apologized.

"Huahua, I'll teach that boy a lesson!" Scardo stood up rudely and said loudly.

"Hmph, sit down." A trace of disgust flashed in Die Feihua's eyes, "Li Zheng's birthday is approaching, so it's better not to have trouble. In the future, there will be opportunities to teach them a lesson."

"Hehe, whatever Huahua says is what she says!" Scar Dove said after sitting down.

"Junior sister, do you think Li Zheng has regretted it now and sent an invitation to the people in the world to attend his birthday party?" Yan Cenlan did not make too much trouble and asked Fu Meng.

"Probably, we should do what the palace master told me."

After saying that, Yan Cenlan was not here to go, poured himself a cup of tea and started eating the plate of beef sauce.

In the main hall of the city lord's mansion

Wearing a dark brown brocade dress, with silver hair, raised temples on both sides, and a gray beard. The refreshing old man was sitting upright in the main seat.

The wrinkled right hand held a teacup and savored the tea carefully. He listened casually as the middle-aged man sitting down, looking like him, calmly spread his face and told him the news that the spy had inquired.

"Dad, are you listening to me?"

After Li Zheng's only son Li Pengfeng finished speaking, he looked at the city lord's father who was drinking tea leisurely at his home, and asked in anger.

"Feng'er, don't ask your father about everything. You should take care of the matter of Haocheng." Li Zheng put down the teacup in his hand and said.

"Dad knows that you don't like power struggles, so he has never forced you to take over the position of the city lord. But now Zige and Ziling are so old, and Dad is already a person who pedals on the coffin." Li Zheng looked at his son and sighed.

"You can't always use your mother's affairs as an excuse to not support your own children!"

"Dad, why do you invite people from the world on this birthday? Do you know how many people from the world are in Haocheng now?" Li Pengfeng's eyes flashed and he asked, "In this way, what might happen when Zige and Ling'er come back!"

"Dad has his own arrangements. Just wait until the birthday is over. You said that you and Rou'er don't let me worry about it. I won't let her enter the palace as a concubine back then. How can I meet your mother after I die?" After Li Zheng said with a serious face, he didn't know what he thought of and said dejectedly.

"Dad, don't worry, your children are all very good now, you still have grandchildren!" Li Pengfeng comforted, "You will live a hundred years old!"

"Haha, Feng'er, I heard that Chen Yao has returned to the capital?" Li Zheng asked with his memory.

"Yes, Chen Yao's child is extremely courageous and will definitely be able to govern Li's country more prosperously after he ascends to the throne in the future!" Li Pengfeng said proudly.

"Send a message to Zige and ask Chen Yao to come this time!" Li Zheng reminded.

"I've said it a long time ago, don't worry, Dad!" Li Pengfeng replied.

"That's good!" Li Zheng felt sad, "I don't know when those children will arrive."

"It should be soon. Today is 21st. You will be here about the beginning of next month. Qu Qian will watch on the road and there will be no mistakes!" Li Pengfeng said comfortingly.

"That's good." Li Zheng finished speaking and stopped talking.

The two sat there quietly. At this time, they didn't know that Feng Chenyao would do something that made them angry after arriving in Haocheng, and they wouldn't have thought that this birthday would actually lose the peace of the past.

At this time, Feng Chenyao was pleasing his future crown princess in the prince's mansion.

"Oh my God, Chen Yao, I'm not right! Isn't this Biyunzhai the residence you built for the future Crown Princess? Is that Miss Qi living here?"

Ye Zhanfei carried the food box and followed Feng Chenyao to Biyunzhai. After watching him continue walking in, he asked in shock.

"What's wrong? The place I built is for anyone I want to live in." Feng Chenyao glared at him and threatened.

"Ye Zhanfei, I'll tell you, be careful when you speak after you go in, it's best to have a degree."

"It's really, why are you so fierce? Alas, Chen Yao, wait for me!" Ye Zhanfei trotted in.

Qi Liyan was wearing a light pink yam dress and sat at the table drinking medicine. When he saw the two people walking into the door, he was surprised and stood up and greeted him.

"Feng Chenyao, Mr. Ye, why are you here?"

"Yan'er, I'm here to bring you breakfast." Feng Chen Yao raised the food box in his hand and walked towards the table.

"Miss Qi, we meet again, it's really a fate!" Ye Zhanfei narrowed his eyes into a slit and said to Qi Liyan.

"Young Master Ye is dressed today, it's really unique!" Qi Liyan raised her eyebrows and said jokingly.

Then when he looked at the food Feng Chenyao took out, he frowned slightly and said with a hint of worry, "Fulin just sends me breakfast. It seems that your face has not had a good rest, why are you here specifically?"

"No smoke, I got up early today and it's nothing to do. The chef just happened to prepare the food, so I'll bring it to you."

Feng Chenyao did not say that it was the food he made, "Come and eat it quickly, see if these tastes are in line with each other, and I'll let them adjust it."

"This Chen Yao really forgets his friends when he sees sex! He obviously did it himself, so he has to hide it like this." After Ye Zhanfei's heart was in mind, he sorted out his sleeves and sat on the stool.

"Yan'er, have you just finished the medicine? How are you feeling in your body? Where else can you feel uncomfortable?" Feng Chenyao asked at Kong Wan on the table.

"It's almost done, Feng Chenyao..."

Qi Liyan wanted to speak but stopped, but she didn't want to wiping Feng Chenyao's kindness, so she picked up the chopsticks and reached for the dish on the plate.

"What's wrong with Yan'er?" Feng Chenyao asked nervously as he watched Qi Liyan's chopsticks stop in the air.

"It's nothing." Qi Liyan picked up chopsticks and fried pork with green bamboo shoots, his eyes flashed slightly.

When she saw these three dishes, she was the dishes she liked to eat, and the softness and hardness of the stir-fry were all made according to her taste. She still had some understanding of Feng Chenyao's cooking skills, and she couldn't help but feel moved.

"Feng Chenyao, this dish tastes good, and the chef is pretty good." Qi Liyan said.

"That's good. I'll let that cook cook every day in the future." Feng Chenyao opened the food box that Ye Zhanfei had and took out a small bowl.

"Yan'er, you're drinking some eight-treasure porridge."

"Thank you." Qi Liyan replied to Feng Chenyao gently.

"You have shown your love enough. Consider me, a lonely man!" Ye Zhanfei accused with dissatisfaction.

"Young Master Ye seems to be very idle. Don't you care about Zhenweizhai?" Qi Liyan glanced at him and asked, "Young Master Ye, it's not that Zhenweizhai went bankrupt overnight!"

"Miss Qi..." Ye Zhanfei was about to pick up the chopsticks and paused, but before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Feng Chenyao.

"If Zhenweizhai hadn't been about to go bankrupt, how could he have come to the Prince's Mansion to eat!" Feng Chenyao said coldly.

"you……".

Ye Zhanfei stood up angrily as he listened to the two of them, "You two are too hurtful to speak! Miss Qi is useless to give you the free food. Oh, I am a lonely man, so pitiful!"

As he said that, Ye Zhanfei pretended to wipe his tears while wiping his tears in his sleeves and sobbed in a low voice.

"Ye Zhanfei, if you don't have any correct shape, do you believe it or not, I will throw you out directly?" Feng Chenyao couldn't bear it anymore and spoke coldly.

"Feng Chenyao, have a meal." A smile flashed across Qi Liyan's mouth, and he picked up the bowl and said to Feng Chenyao.

"Okay, Yan'er, eat more food!" Feng Chenyao said after picking up chopsticks of vegetables for Qi Li'an.

Ye Zhanfei looked at the two of them who ignored him and were eating without anyone else. He felt depressed and silently complained that Feng Chenyao had been following the husband before he started!

"What's wrong with Mr. Ye?" Qi Liyan pretended to be confused and asked in confusion.

"He is worried about Zhenweizhai's affairs." Feng Chenyao said, "Zhanfei, if you are a little chicken, why don't you go back to Zhenweizhai first?"

"So that's it. It's really tiring to manage a restaurant like Zhenweizhai!" Qi Liyan agreed.

"You two are too damaged!" Ye Zhanfei said with a consolation and curled his lips.

"Hahaha, Feng Chenyao, Mr. Ye is so cute!" Qi Liyan couldn't help laughing, "I won't joke with Mr. Ye, Mr. Ye, please!"

Qi Liyan smiled and handed a pair of clean chopsticks to Ye Zhanfei, saying.

"Chen Yao. I have a suggestion that I don't know whether to say it or not." Ye Zhanfei took the chopsticks and looked at Qi Liyan and said to Feng Chenyao.

"What's the matter? Tell me." Feng Chenyao looked at him with great interest.

"I want to become a sworn brother and sister with Miss Qi." Ye Zhanfei put away his laughing expression and said seriously.

Looking at Ye Zhanfei's serious attitude, Feng Chenyao looked at him calmly and asked, "Zhanfei, why do you have this kind of thought?"

"Puff, cough cough." After hearing this, Qi Liyan sprayed out the porridge he had just drunk, and it happened to be sprayed on Ye Zhanfei, who was sitting opposite her.

"Yan'er, are you okay?" Feng Chenyao asked hurriedly.

"Young Master Ye, are you okay? Sorry, why don't I wash this clothes for you!" Qi Liyan pushed Feng Chenyao's hand away, hurriedly got up and picked up the handkerchief, and said while wiping Ye Zhanfei's clothes.
To be continued...