Fu Jiuqu sat on the chair next to the bed, with a lazy and ambiguous smile on his face. Xin Yi was dazzled by the sight, and his stomach suddenly surged. He straightened up and vomited...

"vomit!"

Fu Jiuqu's face darkened, and when he saw her stroking her chest and feeling uncomfortable, he realized that she really wanted to vomit, and not because of what he said.

So he stood up, brought the spittoon, and patted her twice on the back.

"Would you like to send Zhou Daozi to ask for your pulse?"

Xin Yi almost vomited out bile. When he raised his eyes and saw the water and white handkerchief handed to him, he felt a little better.

"No need." She shook her head, leaned weakly on the pillow, and sighed, "Morning sickness is like this, and he can't solve the problem."

Fu Jiuqu observed her expression, "How long will it take for you to vomit?"

"I can't tell." Xin Yi thought for a while and looked at him, "It might be better if you don't let me be angry."

Fu Jiuqu glanced at her, packed up the spittoon, came back and sat down.

"Do you want to hear how I convinced the officials?"

Xin Yi asked softly: "Isn't it the first thought and the second thought that convinced me?"

No matter how you want to anger him, this woman has already mastered the essence. Fu Jiuqu stared at Xin Yi with a disgusting expression, his eyes roaming over her body, as if he wanted to carve out her heart and liver.

Xin Yi surrendered: "Okay, I made a mistake. How did you convince the officials?"

Fu Jiuqu's eyes dimmed for a moment, his face as calm as a lake after the rain. He stood up slowly, turned around and went to the clean room.

Xin Yi:……

This young master has a really bad temper.

After a while, a handsome man with the fragrance of bathing came out of the clean room.

He didn't ask Sun Huai to come to the room to wait on him. He took care of it himself and left directly.

Really angry?

Xin Yi shook his head, leaned lazily on the bed, and called Xiang Ling to prepare food.

The cooks in the house also have good cooking skills, but Xiang Ling is the little cook who is teased and taught by her. He understands her needs better and the food he prepares is more to her liking.

Half an hour later, while eating Xiang Ling's cured meat claypot rice and drinking crucian carp and tofu soup, she felt warm and comfortable all over.

"Delicious." She stretched and touched her slightly bulging belly, "Simmer a few more portions of this claypot rice and send one portion to the eldest princess, and then Cheng Cang, Duan Sui, and Eunuch Sun will each have one portion.

, you and the little sisters in the room can eat the rest."

This kind of clay pot rice stewed in a clay pot is an innovation. Xin Yi is very satisfied that she can eat the food she wants with just a few clicks of her mouth, and she also wants to share it.

But Xiang Ling was puzzled.

"Aren't you going to give the prince a share?"

Xin Yi thought for a while and nodded, "I almost forgot about him, give it to him."

Xiang Ling said, "Then I'll do more."

There is a small kitchen in Linqu Pavilion. Previously, the eldest princess assigned three cooks to take care of Xinyi's meals. Suddenly, a girl from Xiangling came, and the cooks were not very happy.

But Xiang Ling was quick with her hands and feet and had a sweet mouth. She did not claim credit for her own ability, but said it was the secret recipe of the princess. Then she enthusiastically asked the cook to help, and taught all the skills to the three cooks without any secret.

My mother's face looked better and she was happy to help her.

Soon, pots of claypot rice were being delivered one after another.

The eldest princess took two bites and sighed.

"I must have been wronged, so I forced her to find the cook..."

Mrs. Qian laughed when she heard this, "Your Highness, don't say that. No one in Bianjing knows that our county princess is the most favored. In the Bianjing tabloid, your Highness is praised every day as the best mother-in-law in the world. Everyone wants to

I will be your daughter-in-law."

Zhao Yuqing's eyes lit up, "Seriously?"

Mrs. Qian smiled and nodded, "If Your Highness were not good, would Princess Yijun have such a bad temper and be so filial to you? I just researched a new dish today and will send it to you right away."

Zhao Yuqing nodded vaguely, and then put down the spoon he picked up without knowing what he thought of.

"Then tell me, is it wrong for me to break up the couple forcefully?"

Mrs. Qian didn't expect this and was stunned.

Zhao Yuqing said to herself, "Ajiu is obsessed with keeping his wife by his side, but I try to stop him. Isn't that what an evil mother-in-law would do? No, I have to ask Eleven what she means..."

As she said this, she stood up, which made Mrs. Qian dumbfounded.

"Your Highness, you'd better eat first, as you don't want to waste the princess's filial piety."

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Fu Jiuqu is in the study at the moment.

He often saw Xin Yi looking in the direction of the study in a daze, with soft eyes and a touch of inexplicable sadness. At first he didn't know why, but later he guessed it had something to do with his predecessor, and now sitting in the bookshelf on the second floor, he also felt a tightness in his chest.

The blockage seemed to have opened a big hole, and it made me feel uncomfortable. I was holding the book in my hand, but I couldn't read a single word.

"The beauty in the book."

A faint smile popped into my mind.

It's his voice, familiar yet strange.

A ray of warm yellowish sunlight seeped out from the clear window and fell on the desk.

The woman frowned slightly, her body curled up like a cat, her little porcelain-white feet pushed the book on the wooden table to the ground, and she gasped almost as if she was exhausted...

Like a big dream, the picture appears hazy.

"It turns out Eleven is so shy."

"Eleven, it would be great if you and I could live together forever."

The woman had a cold face and looked unfeeling. I never thought she had such a charming and tender side.

No wonder the Prince of Guangling County loves him to the core...

Wait! Isn’t the Guangling County Prince himself?

Fu Jiuqu squeezed the hot tea tightly, as if his head was about to explode.

Sun Huai came in with a tray, bowed down and whispered: "Sir, the mistress sent you the Royal Yellow Queen Mother rice, which tastes like bacon, and a cup of crucian carp and tofu soup. Please try it..."

Fu Jiuqu simply put down his book, straightened his sleeves, and sat upright.

After Sun Huai took care of him and used a hot handkerchief to clean his hands from the tray, he took a spoon and opened the lid of the casserole.

Isn’t this just clay pot rice?

What Royal Yellow Queen Mother Rice...

Fu Jiuqu felt that that woman from Xinyi had at least 108 evil intentions.

"Master..." Sun Huai saw him eating slowly, swallowed his saliva, and whispered: "The princess also rewarded the younger ones, everyone has a share..."

Fu Jiuqu raised his eyes, "Is there Cheng Cang?"

Sun Huai smiled and said, "Yes."

Fu Jiuqu's face suddenly sank, and he felt that the claypot rice no longer tasted good.

This was obviously done by the girl Xiang Ling in order to protect Cheng Cang.

In other words, this is for Cheng Cang, he is just a convenience.

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The meals for Cheng Cang and Duan Sui were served by Xiang Ling himself, which was the responsibility of the princess.

Duan Sui was a little surprised and looked flattered. He took it over and smelled it again and again, and kept saying it smelled good.

Cheng Cang lowered his eyes, and Taboo Mo Shen's gaze had nowhere to rest.

"Girl, please." He took it and put it aside, "I'll use it later."

Xiang Ling peeked into the study and said cautiously: "It won't taste good when it's cold. Why don't you take a few bites while the prince is dining?"

Duan Sui looked at their eyebrows and noticed something. He smiled brightly and elbowed Cheng Cang, winking.

"You go and eat, I'll keep watch here. Come back to me after you finish."

Xiang Ling nodded, "That's right, Brother Cheng, go and eat."

Cheng Cang glanced at Duan Sui's beaten face and cleared his throat.

"That's good. Miss, please go back and thank the princess for your kindness."

Xiang Ling didn't think much about it and hummed sweetly, "Brother Cheng and Brother Duan, use it slowly. If you have any comments after eating, you can tell me so that I can improve it next time."

Cheng Cang said: "What girls cook is always delicious."

For people who like to cook, it is a great encouragement if people like what they make.
To be continued...