Shuang'er, who was thinking wildly, walked slowly towards her residence without the sharp and quick steps of meteors. He also stroked his belly from time to time.
She was used to wearing smart clothes, but her belly was obviously bulging at this time. As a result, when he returned to his residence, he found that the two sisters' eyes were on his belly.
Shuang'er was very embarrassed to be seen, her cold expression disappeared, and she said casually: "The young master caused it."
Xue'er and Yue'er were immediately stunned!
The two sisters asked in unison: "Sister, is this too fast? You went to see the young master for only one or two hours at most, and the young master made your belly bigger?"
Shuang'er's heart trembled and she quickly said: "Where did you want to go? I just had enough, don't make a fuss."
"Sister, you said it was the young master who caused it."
Yue'er's beautiful little face was also full of doubts.
"Don't get me wrong, it was the food cooked by the young master. It was so fragrant that I overate it."
Shuang'er said softly, involuntarily recalling the delicious mushrooms!
"No! Where can the young master know how to cook?"
The two sisters shook their heads and said.
"I saw with my own eyes that the dishes cooked by the young master were really delicious, so I couldn't hold back and ate until I was full. As for competing with him, naturally I didn't do it."
Shuang'er said, but her eyes flickered a little. She felt guilty. After all, she was teased by the young master and even put her finger into her mouth...
"Ah! It turns out that the eldest sister didn't compete with the young master, which made me very worried. The eldest sister will also fall down when being held by the young master, and then she won't be able to get up, and she may have done something bad in the end. Hehe."
Yue'er suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and said. Shuang'er was so ashamed that she almost fell down.
Yue'er dares to make fun of herself! But just when she was about to have a seizure, her stomach felt uncomfortable for a while, so she had to give up and whispered: "I thought of a good idea on the way back. Xue'er, please don't compete with the young master on the ground in the future, and directly train the young master on archery, horse riding, and archery. Even if the young master If you want to fight and spar, we will do it right away, so the young master’s shameless methods will naturally not be used.”
"Sister, this is a good idea. Tomorrow I will send the young master to the horse farm in the backyard to practice martial arts. I will use the pear blossom gun to let the young master know that this person is not someone to be trifled with!"
Xueer said angrily.
I still can't forget the shame of being pinned down by the young master. Every time I think of the young master supporting my legs, my body becomes weak. So shameful!
When the three sisters were discussing Chu Feng, Zhenbei Hou was so angry that he asked the chief steward to beat a servant to death!
It was really bloody and horrific, and the maids were so frightened that they hurriedly called the madam over.
"Master Marquis, why are you so angry? This slave is not worthy of Master Marquis's rage."
The lady looked at the blood on the ground, but her expression remained unchanged and she still spoke softly and gracefully.
"I'm really pissed off. This slave is actually Prince Ning's spy. Flying pigeon sent a letter to let Prince Ning know that Feng'er woke up. When I went to court today, Prince Ning stopped me to expose this matter! I'm really angry. I’m dead.”
Marquis Zhenbei said angrily, and kicked the servant who was beaten to death away! Only then did he take a breath.
"So that's what happened. However, the Nu family told Lord Hou a piece of good news. Shuang'er reported to me that Feng'er was able to defeat Xue'er in close combat. Therefore, I feel that even if Li Hui and Feng'er fight, Feng'er will I'm sure I can save my life. But it's a pity that I can't beat Li Hui."
The lady said softly, as for beating a living person to death, she didn't care at all.
"As long as I can survive, I will pick a few good players to surround me when the time comes. Once I find out that Feng'er is injured, I will stop the fight and admit defeat. The worst thing is that I won't do anything to be a prince-in-law. Are we still afraid that we won't have a wife?"
Marquis Zhenbei was not so angry anymore.
At this time, the maid reported that Ling'er, the young master's personal maid, had come to greet Mrs. Hou.
The Marquis of Zhenbei and his wife only looked at each other and knew that it was their son who had arranged it, so they smiled and went to the side hall.
Soon, Ling'er walked briskly into the side hall carrying an exquisite rice basket. After seeing the Marquis of Zhenbei and his wife, he quickly saluted and said softly: "Ling'er, I have met the Marquis, Madam. This is the young master... …Ahem, it’s the dishes made by Ling’er for Madam Marquis to taste.”
"Your young master asked you to come. We accept his filial piety. Take the dishes back and let your young master eat them. There is no need to hide the fact that your young master woke up. It has already been spread. Now. Tell him that Li Hui will have a decisive battle with him in three days."
The lady said softly.
"Mrs. Qi, the young master personally cooked this for the Marquis. Madam. Ling'er doesn't dare to be greedy for credit."
Linger quickly emphasized loudly.
The Marquis of Zhenbei and his wife looked at each other and smiled again. The lady's beautiful eyes were full of suspicion and she said softly: "Ling'er, don't worry about your young master. If he can cook, all the girls in our family will be chefs."
"Madam, the young master said that he was in a coma for three days and was in a dream for three years! In the dream, there was a fairy old man who taught the young master many things! Madam, please look at these dishes. Even the chef of our Marquis Mansion will never be able to cook them. "
Ling'er said firmly. He also raised the rice basket in his hand.
Zhenbei Hou suddenly became interested, waved his big hands and said loudly: "Hurry up and bring it up."
Ling'er didn't hesitate and walked forward, with pride on her pretty face, and neatly opened the rice basket.
A strong fragrance filled the air.
"Lamb with green onions", "Spicy mushroom slices", "Stir-fried spicy chicken", "Scrambled eggs", and finally a large bowl of boiling white chicken soup.
The rich fragrance also wafted out, and several maids and servants nearby couldn't help but take a few sips.
"The young master said: There is no sugar now. When we get it, we can make the most delicious braised pork!"
Ling'er said softly and proudly while placing the dishes.
The fragrance became stronger and stronger, and both the Marquis of Zhenbei and his wife could not help but take a few deep breaths.
"This brat made this? The aroma is quite strong. I wonder how it tastes? Madam, why don't you try our son's cooking skills first?"
Zhenbeihou said with a chuckle.
"Hmph, what's wrong with that brat? He's actually learning cooking. Shuang'er will definitely beat him up! Just now, I saw blood and lost my appetite. These dishes are all yours."
The lady said with a straight face. In fact, I am not really angry in my heart. It is already very difficult for my son to show his filial piety by cooking in person!
"Madam, if you have no appetite, you can drink some of the chicken soup made by the young master. It is also extremely delicious."
Ling'er said, neatly serving a bowl of thick white chicken soup to Madam. There are shreds of shiitake mushrooms floating on it.
After the lady took a sip of chicken soup gracefully, her beautiful eyes suddenly lit up. In fact, what these beautiful women like most is drinking soup for maintenance.
"Ling'er, is this really made by Feng'er? It's fragrant and mellow, without a trace of bitterness! Delicious!" The graceful and elegant lady was finally moved.
At this time, the Marquis of Zhenbei was already immersed in cooking, munching on the dishes without even thinking about talking.
The angry lady put down the spoon and said, "Master Marquis, please pay attention to your manners, no one will compete with you."
