Noble daughter does not want to marry

Chapter 615 No matter how ugly or old, I am also your husband 1
Whether these are superficial efforts, however, is unclear.

Lie Yan said, "If it is really confirmed that Chang Luo is Jinse, then if the wife falls into the hands of Chang Luo, doesn't it mean that she falls into the hands of Mr. Qingmu? Why are Mr. Qingmu's people also looking for Mrs.?"

Wu Ya and Li Yi also looked puzzled, and Li Yi said, "I'm afraid there is something hidden about this matter. Since it is the master who spoke, then let's follow this clue to find it, but the emperor is also looking for the whereabouts of his wife. The imperial city is about to be searched, and there is no whereabouts of the lady, so I wonder where Chang Luo can go?"

The three of them pondered for a while, before Wu Ya said, "Young Master Qing Mu must know Chang Luo best, maybe Young Master Qing Mu can find it there, why don't I follow Young Master Qing Mu there, if there is any news, I will let you know in time! "

Tracking Mr. Qingmu is undoubtedly the best solution at present, but it is extremely dangerous if Mr. Qingmu's martial arts is discovered.

Li Yi said casually, "Wu Ya and I will follow Mr. Qingmu, Lie Yan, you will stay in Feng Mansion. Now Feng Mansion cannot be messed up. This is the master's home."

Lie Yan also knew that the Feng Mansion really needed someone who could make up his mind to stay, so he didn't compete with them.

"Be careful, you two!"

Li Yi and Wu Ya had nothing to say, they nodded and left.

After another three days, Chang Xiangsi improved a bit, although she was not able to get out of bed and walk, but her injury improved somewhat, and her strength also recovered a lot.

And since she didn't eat much on the first day she woke up, Chang Luo finally asked her to eat more from today.

Even Chang Luo's culinary skills are still very worrying, the porridge tastes burnt, the rice is half-cooked, and the stir-fried vegetables are almost stewed, so salty and sweet that they can't be distinguished.

But Chang Xiangsi felt that Chang Luo's cooking skills were very suitable for decocting medicine, because the medicine had the same bitter taste no matter how it was decocted.

Although Chang Luo used to be Jinse under the orders of Young Master Qingmu, she had someone to take care of her life and never cook. Now she had no choice but to stay in the kitchen for a few days.

Although I feel that my cooking skills are really average, but from the beginning I couldn't even make porridge until now, although the porridge is always burnt, at least the white layer of rice porridge on the top is still edible.

She is not good at cooking, but she can barely eat it. Chang Xiangsi honestly eats more every day, but Chang Luo doesn't know that Chang Xiangsi is so hungry that she has no choice.

After Chang Luo put away the meals on the table, Chang Xiangsi lay on the bed and smelled the smell of chicken soup, and the smell of medicinal herbs was added, and she immediately had an appetite.

She looked at Chang Luo anxiously, and asked with a smile on her face, "Brother, did you stew chicken soup? It tastes quite delicious!"

"Your nose is very good. A wild pheasant caught on the top of the mountain fluttered very much, so a pot of chicken soup was stewed!"

Speaking of which, Chang Luo had already lifted the table to the side of the bed, and the chicken soup on the table did not overflow.

He carefully helped Chang Xiangsi up and let her sit down, because the sky here was getting cold, so he thoughtfully put a quilt on her.

Chang Xiangsi was already able to eat by herself, and Chang Luo put the chicken soup in front of her.

"Try it to see how it tastes. I tasted it just now. Although it is not as delicious as the stew made by our Xiangfu chef, it can still be swallowed."

Chang Xiangsi laughed and took a sip of the chicken soup, maybe it was because of the addition of medicinal materials, it didn't taste bad, but the taste was a bit bland, she felt a little nauseous when she drank such a bland chicken soup when she was pregnant.

Seeing Chang Xiangsi's frown, Chang Luo asked, "Is it hard to drink?"

"Let's add some salt, it's a little bland."

She took a look at the amount of chicken soup in the pot before picking up the spoon in her hand, and said, "It's enough to add about one-third of this spoon!"

Chang Luo always likes light ones. Although he thinks the chicken soup tastes a bit strange, he still prefers Chang Xiangsi, so he went to the kitchen to get half a spoonful of white salt, and poured it into the pot.

After some stirring, he waited until the salt had melted into the soup, then poured out the two bowls of chicken soup, and put another bowl in front of her.

"Do you have a taste for this?"

Chang Xiangsi took a sip under Chang Luo's expectant gaze, only to feel that the taste was much better than just now, at least the nausea did not reappear, so she nodded.

"Try it too, it's much better!"

Chang Luo also filled a new bowl for herself, took a sip, and found that it was much better than before, and it was a little dull just now.

Although he likes to drink light things, this chicken soup really needs to be salty to taste, so he silently wrote it down.

After Chang Xiangsi drank a bowl of chicken soup, Chang Luo filled her with a bowl of rice and pushed several dishes in front of her.

"Brother's cooking skills are mediocre, you can just make do with it first, and I will take you out of here to have a good meal after you recover from your injuries."

Although she won't treat her badly in terms of ingredients, this cooking skill is indeed too much for him to eat for a few days, but Chang Luo has become a little interested in the kitchen these days, seeing that he is cooking more and more If you are proficient, you will have a sense of accomplishment.

Chang Xiangsi saw the bowl of half-cooked rice, and the layer of rice grains on top was still hard, and suggested, "Brother, you can put more water, and then add a handful of firewood and it's almost done."

She took a bite, and it was really hard, so she put some vegetables on top to make the rice softer before eating.

Chang Luo nodded, "The rice is not tasty, so eat more vegetables!"

Then he took out a deliciously stewed chicken leg from the pot and put it in another empty bowl before handing it to her.

"This chicken has been stewed for a long time, you should eat more."

Although the food was not very tasty, it was much better than at the beginning. Chang Xiangsi still fed herself well. Although the rice was hard, she ate half a bowl and a lot of dishes. The pot of chicken soup A lot of them fell into her stomach.

And Chang Luo also ate a lot, perhaps because he cooked the dishes for this table himself, and it was rare to sit and eat with his sister in such a peaceful manner, so his appetite was much better than usual.

After eating, Chang Luo cleaned up all the things on the table, and then moved the table to its original position. Chang Xiangsi didn't lie down immediately, but leaned on the soft cushion and covered her body with a quilt, not to touch the injury on her back. It doesn't hurt until it arrives, which makes her feel much better.

In the past few days, Chang Xiangsi has been waiting for Feng Jiangyi to find him, but after waiting for a few days, he still hasn't seen anyone, and he is even more worried about his body.

What if there is a poisonous hair, and there is no Xuan Wu around?
And Chang Luo chose Qingyun Villa, I'm afraid they won't think of it so soon.

Then I thought that although this place is within the imperial city, it will take a lot of time to get here, let alone such a high mountain top, it will take some time to climb up.

She had been here twice and didn't know the scenery outside, but when she left last time, she could see it clearly from Feng Jiangyi's back. It was not easy to go down the mountain, and the journey was far away.

They have been walking for a night and a day since they left at that time, and then they arrived at the foot of the mountain to find an inn to live in. Now it is even more difficult for Feng Jiangyi to go up the mountain.

Even if he came here at this time, it would take some time to get from the imperial city to this remote place, plus the time to go up the mountain and break through the formation...

Chang Xiangsi leaned on the soft point and thought a lot, and finally realized that whether Feng Jiangyi can find here is still a problem!

But Mr. Qingmu probably didn't think of this, after all, Mr. Qingmu didn't know that Chang Luo would break the formation.

She also thought about escaping here by herself, but considering that she was seriously injured, it was absolutely impossible for her to leave Qingyun Villa. Even if she could, she would not dare to joke about the child in her womb.

After another two days, Chang Xiangsi lived like this, eating, sleeping, and eating. It has been eight days since the wedding, and she has recuperated, and she feels much more comfortable. Although the back injury is deep, it has already Start to scab.

There is no hot and dry autumn on this mountain, but it looks very cool.

Especially at night, the temperature is lower, but this kind of climate is very suitable for recuperating, and you don't have to worry about suffocating the wound with gauze wrapped around it. In addition, Chang Luo handles the wound well, so there has been no inflammation.

After lying down for so many days, the first thing Chang Xiangsi did when he was able to walk was to drag Chang Luo to the kitchen.

Under her command, Chang Luo began to cook. Chang Xiangsi's culinary skills are not perfect, but the dishes she cooks are still delicious. She personally demonstrated most of the dishes in the Immortal Mansion Restaurant to the cook.

Seeing Chang Xiangsi pointing at the side, Chang Luo realized that cooking is so particular, and that the heat and the combination of dishes need to be considered, but after hearing her pointing, she suddenly realized.

Chang Xiangsi couldn't do anything, so she carefully directed at the side, how to stir fry, how to control the heat, and what seasonings to add, all of which were explained to Chang Luo in detail, and stood aside to guide.

Seeing that Chang Luo is really smart, she mentioned a few words, but Chang Luo grasped all the key points, and the cooking was not as half-cooked or burnt as before. On the contrary, an ordinary vegetable was fried. The color is bright and very pleasant.

Chang Xiangsi was watching from the side, with her back leaning against the clean stove wall.

Chang Luo was born to be good-looking. Although he was doing the cooking work, he had to take care of the stir-fry while controlling the heat. There was still a pot of game stewing in the stove on the other side. From the panic at the beginning to the orderly at the end .

The more you look at it, the more beautiful it looks, even the stir-frying action is also handsome.

"It's been a long time since I drank fish soup, why don't you cook a pot of soup with the fish you caught in the morning, that pot of wild game is the best for rice, and a fresh fish soup would be even more perfect!"

Xiangsi suggested that she ate all the things that Chang Luo stir-fried for eight days, especially the hard rice, which made her stomach sick.

(End of this chapter)