Qian Yin really couldn't let Qian Yin know what Qin San and Xu Xian were talking about.

So they just made up a random excuse and left.

In order to change the topic, Xu Xian even took the initiative to mention Zong Xing.

"Tian Zongxing has a lot of training these days. If it is convenient for you, you can make him something to eat and replenish. What the servants make is what the servants make, and it is definitely different from what you make for him.

Whether it’s body or mind, it’s special.”

Everyone knew that Qianyin and Zong Xing were in a "sibling" relationship, but no one revealed it.

So under this premise, there is absolutely no problem for Xu Xian to say this.

Once this precondition does not exist, then this statement becomes very ambiguous.

Qianyin lowered her eyes, "Okay, I understand, thank you, Mr. Xu."

When she got home, she glanced in the direction of the dark main hall, and asked the maid: "Isn't the young master back yet?"

The maid said respectfully, "Madam, these days the young master usually doesn't come back until late at night."

"Then when will he go out?" Qianyin asked.

"At dawn, the young master went out."

Qianyin nodded and continued walking forward.

The maid saw the clues and asked hesitantly: "Madam, are you going the wrong way? This is not the way back to the room."

Qianyin said: "I know, I won't go back to the room for the time being."

She went to the kitchen and started kneading the dough with her own hands.

She was going to make a bowl of noodles for Zong Xing who came back late as a late night snack.

Zong Xing came back too late, Qianyin waited and waited, and fell asleep in the kitchen.

When there was finally movement outside the gate, the maid hurried over and told Zong Xing everything that happened tonight.

There was no expression on Zong Xing's face.

After these days of study and training, he has been able to perfectly hide his thoughts and thoughts in his heart, preventing anyone from seeing them.

However, from his slightly hurried steps, you can tell that his mood has changed after all.

When Zong Xing came to the kitchen, he saw Qian Yin sleeping on the chopping board.

She looked really sleepy, half of her cheeks were stained with flour, which was a bit ridiculous, but more cute.

The maid stood behind Zong Xing. Seeing him staring at Qianyin without blinking, she didn't dare to say anything and could only stand silently.

After a long while, Zong Xing took a step forward and tapped his knuckled fingers on the chopping board.

"Huh?!" Qianyin suddenly woke up and raised his head.

But her sleepy look didn't look like she was awake at all.

Qianyin waited for a minute and then saw clearly that the person standing in front of her was Zong Xing.

"You're back, are you hungry? I made the dough myself, and now I can give it to you."

Qianyin stood up, her cheeks were still stained with flour, but she didn't know it, and she smiled at Zong Xing with her face raised, looking stupid.

Zong Xing resisted the urge to reach out and help her wipe off the flour, and looked away to look at the hand-rolled noodles on the table.

According to Qianyin's previous attitude towards him, he really wanted to have the guts to say no, no eat, not hungry.

However, he couldn't say these words.

He wasn't hungry. Every night when he was training at this time, Xu Xian would have someone prepare something for him to eat in order to fear that his body wouldn't be able to bear it.

He ate it not because it tasted good, but because his body really needed it.

But tonight, he didn't expect that Qianyin would prepare it for him.

"Yeah." Zong Xing still didn't reject Qianyin's kindness after all.

Upon hearing this, Qianyin quickly asked her servants to help her boil water while she cooked the noodles.

This bowl of noodles made by Qianyin is very simple, with a poached egg lying on the hand-rolled noodles and a few green vegetables for decoration.

"When the eldest lady was here before, she also made noodles for you. I saw that you seemed to like eating them, so I chose noodles this time." Qianyin said as she carried the bowl of noodles to the dining room.

Zong Xing sat down and said expressionlessly: "I can eat noodles, but I don't eat noodles because of her."

"Okay, eat quickly and go to bed early after eating. It's getting late, and you have to go out so early." Qianyin urged him.

But the more Qianyin urged, the slower Zong Xing's movements became.

He looked at Qianyin. Although he had no expression, his eyes were still as stubborn as before.

"Why did you suddenly think of making me a midnight snack?"

Qianyin knew exactly what kind of answer he wanted, but she couldn't give it.

"Master Xu told me that you are working very hard and asked me to make you some midnight snacks when I have time."

Zong Xing's eyes flashed. He had already picked up his chopsticks, but as soon as she said this, he immediately put them down.

He sneered, "So, you only did it to me because you listened to Xu Xian's words, right? If Xu Xian hadn't told you, you would never have found out what I was doing these days and how much I had done.

Tired, right?"

Qianyin did not answer his question directly, but just said: "Eat quickly, or you will become lumpy if you don't eat noodles."

Zong Xing stood up with a "pop" sound, walked to Qianyin, looked directly at her and said, "Answer my question."

Qianyin glanced subconsciously at the servants standing nearby.

The servants all lowered their heads at this time, looking at their noses, noses and hearts.

This is a matter for the masters, and they cannot just watch and listen blindly.

Of course, in this case they can't cover their ears, so they can hear everything they should and shouldn't hear.

Then if you spread the gossip in private, you won't blame them.

Zong Xing could see what Qianyin meant, so he asked the servants to go out first and asked them to close the door of the dining room.

"Can you say it now?" Zong Xing asked.

"Wouldn't it be easier for them to spread gossip if you do this?" Qianyin was so anxious that she wanted to open the door.

Zong Xing grabbed her wrist and said sarcastically: "Have you forgotten? In their eyes, we are siblings. What does it matter if siblings are alone in a room and talk about themselves?"

Qianyin bit her lip and didn't think about going out.

"How many more times do you want me to ask? My good sister." Zong Xing was a little impatient.

"Yes, if Xu Xian hadn't told me, I wouldn't have had a suitable reason to make something for you to eat, so I wouldn't have done it." Qianyin closed her eyes and said with a risk-taking attitude.

Hearing this, Zong Xing smiled mockingly.

He let go of Qianyin's wrist, turned his back and walked to the dining table.

He looked down at the bowl of noodles that had made him feel so cozy and warm not long ago.

But at this moment, he only felt cold.

"Zong Xing, I don't want the relationship between us to be so tense. Since there are opportunities and reasons to ease it, let's not stop arguing, okay?" Qianyin's tone was almost pleading.

But Zong Xing didn't want to fulfill her wish.

He picked up the bowl of noodles, frowned, and smashed it to the ground.

a mess.

Qianyin's wholeheartedness, from kneading the dough to making this bowl of noodles, was ruined by him.

Qianyin squatted down, with distress written all over his face, "Zong Xing, how could you do this? If you don't want to eat it, you won't eat it. Why did you smash it?"

Zong Xing looked at her small ball, and he couldn't bear it, but he had to make Qianyin hurt.

Only in this way can Qianyin realize how much pain he feels.

"I heard that Lu Hua married another woman, but this woman was not the 20th concubine. Instead, she squeezed out the eldest wife and succeeded in becoming the most noble woman in the entire house."

"Lu Hua goes to her room every night. Lu Hua dotes on her even more than he dotes on Qiao Xin. Lu Hua also makes this woman Qiao Xin's mother. This shows that this woman's methods are extremely clever."

"So, Nineteenth Aunt, do you think you will lose his favor and protection because Lu Hua has a new love, so you took advantage of Xu Xian's opportunity to repair your relationship with me?"

"But let me tell you, it's not possible. Why do you just do whatever you want? The relationship between you and me is no longer what it used to be when you were the leader."

"Now, the initiative has been in my hands. I can do whatever I want."

Zong Xing's words hurt my heart every word.

Qianyin could no longer say a word to refute him, so she could only leave the dining room with tears streaming down her face.

Zong Xing, on the other hand, stayed alone in the dining room for a long time.

The servants saw the mess inside and took tools to clean up, but Zong Xing scolded him and left.

In the end, it was Zong Xing who slowly cleaned up the mess by himself.
To be continued...