"I won't taste it. If you want to bribe me with delicious food, it's impossible."

The little guy looked arrogant and said, looking straight at the cake, "It's over, this thing looks good and looks delicious."

He was a little greedy and felt so sorry for his godmother.

Seeing that he was a little loose, the corners of Meng Qingyi's mouth raised. She cut off a piece and handed it to Feng Xuche, "Ache, try it."

"I don't like sweets," he said. He stood up and touched Yi'er's head. "You eat slowly. Father has other things to deal with."

"Ache..."

"Sorry, I still have something to do."

Seeing his frown and impatience, Meng Qingyi knew that something was difficult. There were more and more victims of the disaster recently. Feng Xuche naturally had a lot of things to deal with because he was concerned about the world.

In short, there is a lack of money, food, and strategies.

Due to natural and man-made disasters, food damage, tax exemptions, and the allocation of food and money from the treasury, the treasury was empty. The emperor had a headache that could not be solved. These naturally fell on him as the regent.

If she could offer advice, he would be impressed.

Thinking of this, she picked up a piece of cake and chased after Feng Xuche, and said to Yi'er, "Yi'er, you can eat whatever you want, it's very delicious."

Seeing her running away, Yi'er spread a little cream with chopsticks and stuffed it into his mouth. The sweet cream was soft and soft in his mouth, melting in his mouth. There was also a milky fragrance, which was so delicious. This woman really didn't lie to him.

, the food is delicious, but it is impossible for this woman to buy his stomach with delicious food.

I tried not to eat the cake, but in the end I couldn't stand the glutton in my stomach and ate a whole chunk without even eating.

"Don't tell me that this woman's food is quite delicious."

When Jiang Su brought someone to clear the dishes and saw the cream on the corner of Yi'er's mouth, he said solemnly: "Young Master, you don't mean what you say, you are eating that woman's food so quickly."

Yi'er licked her fingers, "The food is good, I can eat it, but that woman can't bribe me, I still hate her."

"Who can believe it? Maybe you are thinking that she can cook it for you every day from now on."

"Ah!" Yi'er blinked in embarrassment. Jiang Su was too smart to think of all this.

"Don't worry, I promise with my heart beat, I will eat the food, but I won't love the people."

"Uncle Jiang Su, come and try it. It's delicious like never before. I plan to leave a piece for my godmother."

Jiang Su looked at the cake arrogantly, "I won't eat it. It looks strange and hard to swallow."

"God, Jiang Su, if you don't eat it, it will be a loss. If you don't try it, you will regret it."

Jiang Su was a little tempted, "Then let me try."

This attempt was so out of control that I ate a whole piece. If Yi'er hadn't sent it to Yue Ya, he would have eaten the last piece.

Two worthless guys.

Meng Qingyi carried the cake and caught up with Feng Xuche. In the garden, the flowers on both sides of the path were blooming in four seasons, competing for beauty and beauty.

Feng Xuche's clothes were grabbed, "Ache, are you bothering the victims?"

His eyes fell on the corner of his clothes that was being grabbed, and he pushed Meng Qingyi away with a wave of his hand, "How did you know?"

"Of course I know I can still find a solution, but you have to eat the cake. After you eat it, I will give you a solution."

"No need, I will find a way on my own."

After saying that, he left directly.

"Damn it! If you don't get enough oil and salt, I won't believe it."

On the other side, Yi'er touched her bulging belly and held a small cake, forcing Jiang Su to send him to the palace. Jiang Su didn't want to go, but he wanted to go. Yi'er couldn't hold the door with his mouth, so he might

Meng Qingyi moved into the palace with force, and Miss Yue Ya took measures, which can be regarded as a meritorious deed for him.

palace

Yue Ya waited for four days but no Feng Xu Che came. Her health gradually improved. In fact, Feng Xu Che came last night, but she didn't know it. She was held by someone's hand all night and looked at her all night.

Not knowing anything, I was still complaining that the man didn't come.

I thought about Chun'er's voice coming from outside the door, "Yi'er, can you run slower? It's too fast, be careful of falling."

"I do not want."

"Godmother, Godmother, Yi'er is here and brings you delicious food."

Yue Ya smiled, pulled up her broken hair at the temples, and stood up. She saw Yi'er running towards her outside the window, and the corners of her mouth rose inexplicably.

Every time she saw him, Yue Ya felt an indescribable sense of satisfaction in her heart, which made her feel happy. Maybe she was born to like this child.

"Yier, slow down."

"It's okay, godmother, I have delicious food for you."

Yi'er slowed down, fearing that the cake would fall to the ground. Her cautious look looked very cute.

"Godmother, try it, this thing is very delicious."

Yue Ya took it and put it on the tip of her nose and smelled a faint strong fragrance. The top was white like snow, and the bottom was yellow cake with a layer of purple jam in the middle.

"Godmother, this is called cake, you eat it."

Yue Ya picked up the unseen fork and took a bite and nodded immediately, "It's really delicious. This thing doesn't exist in Kyoto or even the whole country. If we sell it, we will make a lot of money."

"Yi'er tell godmother who made this."

"Yes! It's Meng Qingyi."

"Is it her?" Yue Ya drooped his head. If it was done by Meng Qingyi, it would make sense. After all, the beauty cream she made is also very popular, so this cake is not surprising.

"It's a pity that our Gongjia Food Shop lacks this dessert."

Chun'er hurriedly said: "If you are bad, just learn from Miss Qingyi and let her teach you. She will not fail to teach you."

"You don't understand," Yue Ya frowned. Now I don't know if Meng Qingyi knows about her relationship with Feng Xuche. If she knew, she would never forgive herself. Inexplicably, she felt a sense of guilt, a feeling that she

I don’t know if she will forgive myself for the sense of déjà vu.

"Why don't you understand this? You have a good relationship with Miss Qingyi, and she saved your life, so she must be willing to teach you."

"You will definitely make a lot of money if you learn this thing, my slave. It will also taste very delicious."

Only then did Yue Ya remember that if it hadn't been for Meng Qingyi, she would not have survived this time. Thinking of this, she said lightly: "Yi'er, do you know where Meng Qingyi lives?"

"I know, she shamelessly moved into our house. Neither my godfather nor I like her."

Yue Ya's hand holding the cake tightened, and a trace of pain flashed across her eyes. Are they going to reconcile?

"Godmother."

"Miss."

Yue Ya suddenly came back to his senses, "What's wrong?"

Chun'er saw that her face was not good and she expressed concern: "Miss, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell? You don't look good."

"It's okay," she managed a smile, her heart aching slightly. No wonder the man didn't come to see her. It turned out that someone was with her, and it was true that Meng Qingyi was worthy of him.

Chun'er was puzzled, "Yi'er, why does Meng Qingyi want to live in your house?"

"Because she said she was going to marry into the prince's palace soon, and she asked me to call her mother, but I didn't."

The speaker has no intention but the listener has the intention. Yue Ya couldn't breathe. She leaned to the window to breathe in the fresh air. She couldn't eat the delicious cake in her hand. She put it on the table. Chun'er and Chun'er didn't realize anything was wrong.

"Why does Meng Qingyi marry the prince? Have they known each other before?"

"We should know each other. My godfather still has Meng Qingyi's book in his study."

Yue Ya couldn't listen anymore, she smiled bitterly and said: "Chun'er, please send Yi'er back first, I have to go out."

"Where are you going, godmother? Why can't you take Yi'er with you?"

"I want to visit my shelter and talk to Shopkeeper Liu about business. It's inconvenient to take you with me and you'll be bored too."

"Oh! Okay!" Yi'er was not very interested, but he could feel that his godmother was unhappy.

Yue Ya went directly to shopkeeper Liu. Shopkeeper Liu had been in Yixiang Pavilion since she last looked for him. Now he was temporarily in charge of Yue Ya's tailor shop and the shelter. Originally, the tailor shop had been renovated and ready to open, but the influx of people from the capital city

There are many refugees, and the shelters cannot accommodate so many, plus many children are displaced.

Shopkeeper Liu thought of temporarily keeping the tailor shop to accommodate the refugees. After the refugees were dealt with, he would look for a house, and then the tailor shop would be able to open.

Due to Yue Ya's accident, he came to the palace several times to look for her but didn't see her, so he took it upon himself to keep the children in the tailor shop. Now that the money Yue Ya gave him has been used up, he has used all his savings to make up for it.

But it was still a drop in the bucket, and when I was feeling worried, Yue Ya came.

"Steward Liu."
Chapter completed!