Mu Yi is in a high position, but he has a pure heart. Qin Muxiu is very grateful for his choice in this life.

Zhao Jin'er smiled and said, "Is there anything wrong with the candidate you picked?"

Qin Muxiu grimaced again, "You don't dare to say this kind of thing outside. He is a true emperor. Without me, he will still become a dragon and a phoenix. Don't have such thoughts in front of him in the future."

People who become emperors are always more suspicious than ordinary people.

Zhao Jin'er stuck out her tongue and said, "I know."

I gave him a spoonful of pear paste and said, "Open your mouth."

Qin Muxiu was obedient and ate as soon as he opened his mouth.

When no one was around, Zhao Jin'er coaxed Qin Muchiu to eat all the pear ointment with a lot of medicinal ingredients, just like feeding a child.

There was still a faint look of worry on his face:

My husband has been ill for so long and has not recovered. Now it has become a lingering disease. Without the elixir of heavenly material and earthly treasure level, I am afraid it will be difficult to recover.

Mu Yi simply ate something, and Zhao Jin'er led him to his former house to rest.

Perhaps he was tired from traveling all the way, so he slept until dusk, only to wake up when Zhao Jin'er came in and asked him to eat.

Over at the old house, Mrs. Qin, Qin Daping, Liu Meiyu and his wife, and Qin Peng have all come over. Mrs. Qin and Liu Meiyu went to the kitchen early to work.

When dinner came, there was a table full of dishes and a whole family.

Mu Yitong used to sit at the junior table, but he felt extremely happy in his heart.

He didn't know if he would ever have the chance to experience such folk fireworks again.

Liu Meiyu asked Zhao Jin'er to try the sauced duck on the table, "Jinya, try it and see if it tastes right?"

Zhao Jin'er first took a chopstick and gave it to Mrs. Qin, then took a bite and said, "It's delicious. My sister-in-law's cooking is getting better and better."

Mrs. Qin swallowed the duck meat with a smile, but said, "It's still not as good as your Aunt Lian's cooking. In all my old life, my old lady has never seen anyone who can cook as well as your Aunt Lian."

Mu Yi secretly agreed in his heart:

Indeed, that woman's cooking skills were no worse than those of the imperial chef. In fact, he even preferred to eat her cooking compared to the imperial chef.

Liu Meiyu nodded in agreement, and immediately asked, "Jinya, it's such a happy event that Mu Yi is back, but you didn't send anyone to the town to inform Uncle Zhao and Aunt Lian?"

Zhao Jin'er shook his head, "It's a bit late today. I'll have someone deliver a letter tomorrow. Zhu Zhu is also in town. If he knows Mu Yi is back, I'm afraid he'll be the first to come back tomorrow."

Speaking of Zhuzi, he was sent by Mu Yi to protect his husband.

Zhao Jin'er couldn't help but be touched. Mu Yi, this little kid, really has a pure heart as my husband said.

Then he gave him a chicken leg and said, "As a reward, eat it quickly!"

Mu Yi was a little confused. He was about to ask her why she rewarded him? But he saw that she had already turned around to pick up food for the teacher.

Qin Muxiu smiled, "My appetite has been average these days, so don't worry."

Sure enough, after just two bites, I started coughing.

He was afraid that everyone would be worried, so he covered his face with his sleeves and tried his best to endure it.

But I couldn't bear the problem of coughing. Not only did I continue to cough intermittently, but my face also turned red.

Mrs. Qin put down the bowl and chopsticks and asked Zhao Jin'er worriedly, "Jinya, I see that Asiu's complexion is not much different from before. When will his illness be cured?"
Chapter completed!