"Ms. Zhang, the head of my family doesn't like to eat these."

Zhang Yunyun pouted: "If you don't like what others cook, don't you also like what I cook? Mr. Zhou, this is my intention. I just sent you a bowl to try. I also want to tell you.

The thing you most want to know."

Zhou Zhishen was overjoyed and his voice was a little gentler: "Yunyun, tell me quickly?"

"Look at my hands, they hurt even when cutting sweet potatoes."

"Chi Jiang." Zhou Zhishen winked.

Chi Jiang immediately went inside and took out something: "Miss Zhang, this is the best Xue Ningzhi in the capital."

Zhang Yunyun glanced at it and shook her head: "I don't want it. If you go out, I will only tell Mr. Zhou alone."

Chi Jiang went out without hesitation, and Zhang Yunyun closed the door of the thatched cottage, turned around, smiled at Zhou Zhishen, and said coquettishly: "Master Zhou, please help me blow my hands. Wait until my hands stop hurting.

I will tell you in detail."

Zhou Zhishen couldn't bear it anymore, took her hand and blew it gently.

That gentle look made Zhang Yunyun feel extremely sweet, and she looked at him infatuatedly: "I found out that Lingquan is at the foot of Nanshan Mountain, and no one paid much attention to it, but Sun Ning often went there to fetch water for Xia Chan. I don't think she cares about Xia Chan."

Maybe it’s because you drank too much water there that it became so severe. Mr. Zhou, I will go there to fetch water for you in the future, and your legs will be healed soon."

He dug out a mouthful of sweet potato cake and fed it to Zhou Zhishen. Zhou Zhishen turned his head and flashed: "Did you find out where Xia Chan went last night?"

"It's raining heavily. I'm helping Xia Changfeng sort out the books. Mr. Zhou, why are you so concerned about her affairs? That Xia Chan is Shangguan Xu's abandoned son."

Is she reminding him? What the heck, if he didn't need someone to find out information for him, he wouldn't let Zhang Yunyun step into the thatched cottage at all.

"Master." Chi Jiang opened the door with a cautious expression.

"Yunyun, you should go back first, I have other business here."

Zhang Yunyun was a little reluctant, but she didn't want Zhou Zhishen to think she was ignorant, so she limped out again.

"What's the matter?" Zhou Zhishen asked in a low voice.

"With a secret message sent urgently, the imperial court will send troops to the White Tiger's Nest soon."

Zhou Zhishen let out a long sigh: "I'm afraid he's coming for me." After all, he still couldn't escape. Even though he had reduced his sharpness now, Prince Gong still wanted to kill them all.

"Master, it's better to leave here quickly."

But Zhou Zhishen shook his head: "No, now there is a clue to the spiritual spring. As I guessed, it is at the foot of Nanshan Mountain, in a place where the trees are particularly lush. Starting today, you will go and fetch it every day."

He wants to stand up, and his ambition must be matched by a strong body.

Chi Jiang didn't say much: "I'll go get it right now."

Ignoring the rain outside, I ran straight to Nanshan.

"Lian Zhou, what is Xia Chan doing?"

"It's raining today, so she hasn't gone anywhere. She's trying out weaving with Zhou Xiang and the others in the workshop."

He thought for a moment and said, "See if there is any good fabric suitable for a woman in the box and send it to her."

He remembered that her clothes were all in tatters.

Lian Zhou came back with the cloth after a while: "Master, Miss Xia Er won't accept it, alas, let's forget it, he always doesn't give the master face, so the master doesn't have to be so condescending to please her.

"

"What do you know? She is the only woman in the world who deserves my attention the most. You ask Mrs. Qin to come over and ask her to make clothes for Xia Chan."
Chapter completed!