Zhen Gourmet Pavilion is worthy of being called Zhen Gourmet Pavilion, and the dishes here live up to the name.

Yu Zhi ate happily, and even in his busy schedule, he still found time to pay attention to Wen Jiuxiao.

This person, tsk tsk, how should I put it? He is too restrained. Although his movements are elegant, he only tastes every dish, and most of the dishes he tastes are vegetarian. Isn't this eating too indifferent? Can the nutrition be balanced?

Delicious food!

Of all things in the world, food and love are the only things that cannot be lived up to.

Love is so illusory, how can food be so real?

Yu Zhi liked every dish and ate it to his heart's content, and Kuaizi never stopped.

"Third Master, I want another bowl of soup." Yu Zhi held the bowl and pointed at the soup placed in front of Wen Jiuxiao, smiling like the first blooming flower.

Wen Jiuxiao couldn't help but look at her belly, then silently took the bowl and helped her fill the soup.

"Thank you, Third Master!"

She must drink the soup served by her boss with gratitude, leaving not a drop left.

This meal was so good that Yu Zhi was even more reluctant to let go of Wen Jiuxiao. Where can I find such a good leader?

Before she left her job, Yu Zhi was already feeling melancholy.

Say nothing more, turn your melancholy into strength, eat, one bite at a time.

"Are you sure you read it correctly?" Yang Zhangzhu raised his head fiercely, staring at the steward standing below with power in his beautiful eyes, "Did you really see Mr. Xiaowen with a woman? Do you know how to deceive this princess?

What will happen?"

Thinking of the princess's methods, the steward couldn't help but weaken his legs, bend his waist even more, and cried out, "Even if I give the villain a hundred courages, I won't dare to deceive you, the princess. I really saw it."

"The villain is in charge of purchasing, and I accidentally saw him on the street today. Mr. Xiaowen and a woman were riding in a car together, and the villain followed him as soon as he saw it. Fortunately, there were many people on the street, and the carriage didn't go very fast.

They really let the villain see where they went------"

"Where have they gone?" Yang Zhangzhu anxiously grabbed the topic.

The steward said: "I saw them entering the Zhenyu Pavilion. It was noon, and they probably wanted to have a meal. I didn't dare to delay, so I came back to report to you immediately." He smiled ingratiatingly.

Yang Zhangzhu looked solemn and confirmed again, "Are you sure you didn't identify the wrong person?"

How could Mr. Xiao Wen ride in the same car with a woman and have dinner together?

The steward was very sure, "The little man saw it for real, it's Lord Xiaowen. No matter how clumsy the little man's eyes are, he can't mistake Lord Xiaowen!" He almost cursed and swore, "Oh, by the way, at the entrance of Jinyi Pavilion...

I met Mrs. Wu Anhou. I didn’t know her at first, but after asking about it with the clerk at Jinyi Pavilion, I found out that she was Lord Xiaowen’s royal lord."

"What, this is still happening? Why didn't you tell me earlier?" Yang Zhangzhu couldn't sit still anymore, stood up and took a step forward, "What did they say?"

The steward hesitated, "------That's Mr. Xiaowen. How dare I come forward? I only saw the woman getting out of the car to greet Mrs. Hou."

"How is Madam Hou feeling? Are you angry?" Yang Zhangzhu asked quickly.

"The villain is far away. No, I didn't see him clearly." The steward's forehead was covered with sweat.

"Useless thing!" Yang Zhangzhu was so angry that he kicked him and cursed bitterly, "Get out of here!"

"Yes, yes, the villain is useless. Get out of here." Seeing the princess suddenly getting angry, the steward was frightened and hurriedly retreated.

Yang Zhangzhu was thinking about who that woman was, who could let Mr. Xiaowen accompany her, and even passed the road with Mrs. Hou. Who could she be? Mr. Xiaowen's sister?

No. Mr. Xiaowen has an uncle, but his family went abroad and he has not returned to Beijing for more than ten years. He has a sister, but he has been married for many years. He does have a younger sister, but she is a concubine. Besides, Mr. Xiaowen

He doesn't look like someone who would eat with his concubine.

What about cousin? No relatives have visited Wu'anhou Mansion recently!

Who could it be? Could it be ------

When she thought that she might be the woman that Mr. Xiaowen likes, Yang Zhangzhu's chest rose and fell rapidly, and his eyes were slowly filled with anger. How could the person Yang Zhangzhu likes be cut off by another woman? Even An Ledu

no!

"Come here, prepare your horses. I want to go out." She wanted to see which shameless vixen had entangled Mr. Xiaowen.

Yang Zhangzhu rushed to Zhenxiu Pavilion with great momentum. By coincidence, Wen Jiuxiao had already left.

Yang Zhangzhu didn't believe it, so he kicked out the private rooms one by one to look for someone. The shopkeeper of Zhenxiuge followed behind and begged to no avail. In the end, the owner of Zhenxiuge came and persuaded the person to leave.

At this time, Yang Zhangzhu was so angry that he whipped his whip to vent his anger when he left the door of Zhenxi Pavilion.

Pedestrians on the street and hawkers on the roadside, all those who were struck by her whip were unlucky. They endured the pain and hid away like the plague.

Dare to be angry but dare not speak!

Those who recognized Yang Zhangzhu pointed in the distance, shook their heads and sighed, "I think back then, King Zhenbei was so wise and mighty, and loved his people like his own son, how come his descendants--"

Yang Zhangzhu couldn't find anyone, so he naturally refused to give up, "Check!"

Her eldest brother is already on his way to Beijing. Once he arrives, he can ask the emperor to grant a marriage to her and Lord Xiaowen.

Lord Xiaowen is definitely hers, so she wants to see who dares to covet him?

The scene that Yang Zhangzhu was having in Zhenxi Pavilion quickly reached Princess Anle's ears. She thought about it and said, "Go and find out. What does she want to do?"

Princess Anle was very unhappy. As the wedding day approached, she felt depressed every day and could not find the energy to do anything.

Although she picked Jiang Shengyuan herself, she is not satisfied with him at all now. Her father praised him for his progress a few days ago, but she still doesn't like anything about him.

At this time, the most trusted maid beside her came in and whispered a few words in her ear.

Princess Anle was surprised, "Really? It's very similar?"

The eldest palace maid nodded, "I haven't seen it before, but I heard from the people below that they are 70% to 80% similar."

"Let's go and take a look." Princess Anle blurted out, took two steps and stopped again, frowning, "Forget it, let's not go yet, you are like this-" The mother-in-law has been staring at her closely recently,

It's better not to make the mother-in-law angry.

She ordered in a low voice, and the eldest palace maid couldn't help but nodded, "Now, don't worry, princess, my servant will definitely help you take care of it."

"Then you go." Princess Anle waved her hand. She was bored when she returned to the palace. Even the imperial concubine sent someone to invite her to see the wedding dress. She was not interested.

The imperial concubine was not angry. The princess's wedding dress and other items were prepared by the Ministry of Internal Affairs. Anle was the most favored princess, so the Ministry of Internal Affairs naturally did not dare to treat her lightly.

Looking at the wedding dress is just an excuse, she just wants to see An Le and Ansheng staying in her own palace.

This child is about to leave the cabinet. What's going on with that girl from the Zhenbei Palace? It's detrimental to the demeanor of a royal princess, and it will be even worse if it reaches the ears of the emperor.

Yu Zhi in Peach Blossom is in a bad mood today because something bad happened to her.
Chapter completed!