What did the Beilin people do? Li'er dared not ask. Although Sikong Yu looked like he was smiling now, he looked at Mr. Yu as he had experienced Li'er around him for so many years.

Sikong Yu still smiled on his face, even more gorgeous than usual. His fingers stroked his letters and left a deep scratch on the already rough paper.

Seeing that the time was coming, Li'er reminded again: "Young Master, it's getting late..."

With a 'dong-' sound, Sikong Yu's fingers hit the table hard. Li'er couldn't help but be shocked, but Sikong Yu held the letter in his hand and stood up.

"Let's go, we're going to be busy," Sikong Yuli walked out with his hands.

Seeing that Sikong Yu had recovered, Li'er hurriedly followed him and ran out of the room.

Xilin tried the preparation after getting the cumin powder in the backyard of Jinwang Mansion and couldn't make the same taste at that time, which forced Xilin to face up to the fact that her method of making seasonings was not as good as Huamian. If someone else had encountered such setbacks, she might not want to see the other person again for a long time, but Xilin was different. After admitting that her skills were not as good as others, she began to run to Huamian every day.

Seeing that it was approaching the wedding day, Hua Mian had no time to set up a stall and stayed in the villa for the final preparations. Unexpectedly, the cumin, who was kindly sent out, actually attracted the chef of the royal palace to come over. Xilin came to the villa to report on time every day.

"That... Xilin is the chef, is your work in the royal palace easy?" It's so unfair. Huamian is so busy every day that she wants to grow two more hands, but Xilin actually has time to run out to stroll around every day.

"It's just cooking. It's enough to have Baria. What did you put in just now?" If someone who doesn't know comes here, he thinks there are two chefs here. Xilin squats in the kitchen every day to watch Huamian work. The method of cutting vegetables... Ordinary, placing dishes... is quite distinctive. The production process can be said to be unorganized, and she puts whatever she thinks of.

If it weren't for watching with my own eyes, Xilin would have suspected that what she had eaten was actually a meal made using such steps. It was precisely because of this that she had to stay by Huamian's side to observe her thoughts.

"I'm talking about Xia Zhangqiu... Why does the chef in Beilin feel strange?" Xiao Yin came to the kitchen to pick up the lunch meal of His Eleventh Prince. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Xilin standing by the stove. Xilin seemed to have not seen him at all, just as if he had never been in this room.

Not only Xiaoyin, but also Xilin ignored Sikong Xiao or Lord Zhu came over. She seemed to have only people related to cooking in the kitchen. In her eyes, even Xiao Cui, who was washing vegetables, was more pleasing to Sikong Xiao who was leaning against the side and waiting for free.

"Did I have something wrong with doing something? Have I offended her?" Xiaoyin looked at Xilin talking to Xiaojin who had taken the water back, and couldn't help but express the questions in her heart. This was the first time that someone had only talked to Xiaojin after seeing the two brothers and ignored him.
Chapter completed!