Chapter 1770 Really promising

Xue Lingqiao was startled and glared: "Little junior sister, how can I do it in such a hurry?"

Anyi stared back at him.

Xue Lingqiao immediately became honest and quickly changed her words: "Madam, time is too tight. We still have to polish the blade. It can't be so fast!"

"What should I do if I need to use it now?" An Yi looked at him.

Xue Lingqiao gritted her teeth and said, "Madam, let me chop it for you. What do you think?"

Anyi gave him the kitchen knife.

Xue Lingqiao took it fearfully, crying while cutting the onions.

An Yi sat far away, cracking melon seeds and looking at Xue Lingqiao coldly.

Xue Lingqiao's eyes were red. When she raised her eyes and saw An Yi's "death stare", she immediately lowered her eyes and lowered her eyebrows. No matter how much tears and runny nose she shed, she dared not say a word even though the onion was burning to death.

The onions were finally chopped, and Xue Lingqiao's nose and eyes were red, as if he had gone through a hell on earth.

An Yi stepped forward and commanded: "Please grab some water along the way!"

Xue Lingqiao rolled up her sleeves silently and continued to work hard.

"Senior brother..." An Yi called Xue Lingqiao slowly.

Xue Lingqiao quickly lowered her eyes and looked at An Yi.

"Do you know why?" An Yi slowly raised his lips.

Xue Lingqiao shook her head fiercely, nodded slightly, and asked in a low voice: "What exactly did Feng Lanyu say? Is it related to me?"

An Yi didn't answer, but asked Xue Lingqiao: "Do you know what this is?"

Xue Lingqiao looked at the dish that made her eyes water and runny nose, and quickly shook her head.

An Yi stepped forward and took the vegetable ball that was filled with water. "This is called a green onion. It promotes digestion, sterilizes and relieves inflammation, eliminates phlegm and diuresis. It has many benefits, but there is also one disadvantage, that is, some people do something bad and they are prone to gas after eating."

Xue Lingqiao was startled, "Is there such a vegetable in this world?"

An Yi nodded: "Yes, I will feed it to your father tonight! I have to thank you so much for this. If you hadn't brought Fenglan Yu back, I wouldn't have known this secret!"

Xue Lingqiao turned pale with fright. What on earth did Feng Lanyu say?

"Okay, you can go!" An Yi waved his hand lightly.

Xue Lingqiao walked out of the kitchen door, but she didn't feel relieved at all. On the contrary, she felt even more uneasy.

What did Feng Lanyu say about me?

Xue Lingqiao went to Feng Qingchen's study with deep thoughts.

Feng Qingchen had just finished handling political affairs and was standing in front of the window with her hands behind her back, looking at the pear flowers outside the window. The pear blossoms blew into the window lattice piece by piece, white as mist and rain.

Feng Qingchen's slender white fingers slowly stretched out her hand to catch the pear blossoms, and recited a poem lightly: "In the green apricot, yellow plum and vermillion pavilion, anchovies, bitter bamboo shoots in the jade plate. I don't know what to eat tonight!"

Xue Lingqiao came in with red nose and eyes, and saw Feng Qingchen standing so elegantly outside the window. He was hesitating whether to interrupt, but when he heard Feng Qingchen's last words, he quickly answered: "Master, let's have a round tonight. Green onion buns!”

Feng Qingchen looked back indifferently: "Your beloved saint is about to die. Are you still in the mood to care about what An Yi will cook?"

Xue Lingqiao plopped down and knelt in front of Feng Qingchen: "Master, something serious has happened!"

Feng Qingchen snorted coldly: "For a woman, you are really promising!"

"No, it's..." Xue Lingqiao risked her life to tell her about Feng Lanyu's meeting with An Yi in the afternoon, and then said, "Sir, have you ever done anything to offend my wife? You must think about it carefully!"