White moonlight dressed as a traitor

Chapter 21 Thanks
"Miss has drunk the medicine." Cuiping came in with two bowls of medicine. Seeing that Fu Shu was writing at her desk, she habitually poured a bowl of medicine into the potted plant.

Going straight to Fu Shu, she asked curiously, "Miss, what are you writing?"

Fu Shu smiled and said, "Come and see, how is my handwriting?"

Cuiping grew up with Fu Shu, and she can read a few words. Miss's handwriting is very beautiful, as elegant and noble as herself.

"Miss' handwriting used to be beautiful." Cuiping suppressed the doubts in her heart. Naturally, it was because of her injury that her handwriting fell so badly.

Fu Shu looked away guiltily, "It's true, it's just that I haven't practiced for a few days, and because of my injuries, I'm worse than a child if I don't practice calligraphy for a day."

Cuiping didn't think so, "We girls can't test for merit, so the slaves don't think it's important whether the handwriting is good or not." After speaking, she handed the medicine to Fu Shu.

The pungent smell at the tip of her nose made Fu Shu shudder instantly, but she still took the bowl bravely and drank it down in one gulp.

It seems that Yu Wengan really has a heart.

Fu Shu thought, she hadn't thanked the other party yet.It would be good to invite the other party to a meal in modern times, but now in ancient times, a woman in a boudoir invites a foreigner to dinner, causing people to gossip.However, it is also good to cook in person and make some snacks to express your feelings to the other party.

It can be seen that Yu Wenqian doesn't look like someone who likes to eat these snacks.

Fu Shu had an idea, and said to Cuiping, "Go and find out if Yu Wengan has any hobbies?"

Cuiping was puzzled, "Miss, what are you doing?"

"The kindness of dripping water will be repaid by springs, not to mention that he has helped me so much."

"Miss is right. But I haven't heard that General Yuwen has any special preferences." Cuiping suddenly thought of something, and a terrified expression appeared on his face.

Seeing this, Fu Shu said, "Cuiping, what did you think of?"

Cuiping swallowed, "Does eating meat and drinking blood count?"

The corner of Fu Shu's mouth twitched, no matter what others thought of Yu Wengan, she felt that Yu Wengan was not such an inhuman person.There must be some misunderstanding.Don't eat good food, eat human flesh, isn't that what animals do?
Fu Shu sighed, "Forget it, with Yu Wengan's temperament, I guess I don't want to make my preferences public."

Cuiping nodded, "Miss is right, so the servant doesn't need to go?"

Seeing the other party's joy, Fu Shu smiled, "In the end, you are still afraid of Yuwen."

Cuiping stuck out her tongue embarrassingly.Who is not afraid of this evil spirit, the king of Hades?Only the young lady said he was a good man.

Fu Shu pondered for a moment, in addition to a thank you letter, she also needed a delicious meal.

what to do?

Fu Shu had an idea, and suddenly had an idea.

There is a small kitchen in her yard, where medicines are prepared on weekdays, and three meals a day are delivered from the big kitchen.Except for special occasions, Mrs. Zhang never asks her concubine to wait on meals, so each house eats in its own yard, and each has a small kitchen, but the expenses of the small kitchen have to be paid by oneself.

Fu Shu is the eldest daughter, so there are everything needed in the small kitchen.

Fu Shu has been weak since wearing it, and she doesn't insist on her diet, and the medicinal diet sent is indeed suitable for her illness, even if the taste is a bit bland, she still has to eat it.

Now she is in good health, but her skills are a bit itchy.

Because she was an orphan, in order to save money, she always cooks by herself, and she has developed a fairly good cooking skill over time.As long as friends and colleagues eat it, they all feel good.

"Miss, what are you doing? Let the servants come." Cuiping watched Fu Shu washing rice, and hurriedly stopped her, "How can Miss do such foul language?"

Fu Shu sideways avoided, "No, I'll do it myself. Since it's a thank you, then I should do it myself to express my heart."

Cuiping frowned, "But miss, you've never cooked before, so you really don't need a servant to help you?"

Fu Shu was taken aback for a moment, but she had forgotten that the original owner was a lady, and because of her health, she had never been in the kitchen.If she is very good at it, wouldn't it be suspicious?
Had to come up with an explanation that would muddle through.

"When I was in a coma, I had a dream. I dreamed that I went to a fairyland, where there were flowers like brocade, like a fairyland, and there was a chef who could make all kinds of delicious food. He not only invited me to eat, but also Taught me to cook several delicacies, but I really couldn’t tell whether it was reality or a dream. So I thought about whether to try it.”

Cuiping let out a surprise, "I never thought Miss would have such an adventure!"

Fu Shu nodded, "So, I want to give it a try. If I can really make it, then the fairy I dreamed about must be the God of Cookery."

Cuiping was overjoyed, "The lady is really blessed by the gods, and she will definitely get better and better in the future."

Fu Shu looked at the other party's happy face with a smile on her lips.This Cuiping is much simpler than Cuihui's mind.

Wash rice and cook, prepare fresh ingredients.

The process is simple, but it is done in one go.

Gradually, the air is filled with a tempting fragrance.

Cuiping couldn't help but took a deep breath, with surprise on her face, "Miss, what are you doing? It smells so good. Why do you put vegetables on the rice?"

Fu Shu said: "I cook claypot rice."

"Claypot rice? This is the first time I've heard of it, but I really want to smell it. The young lady is amazing, and the god will be able to teach it just once." Cuiping said with admiration.

Fu Shu was a little guilty by the other party's bright eyes. The so-called 10 minutes on stage and ten years off stage, this cooking skill takes a long time to practice. How can there be so many geniuses who can learn it easily?

"What's this smell? It smells so good."

Fu Shu looked and saw that it was Cui Ling, and said with a smile, "They all have dog noses."

Cui Ling couldn't deny it.

"You don't know, this is the claypot rice made by the lady herself." Cuiping said proudly, feeling proud.

Cui Ling was really surprised when she heard that.

When Cuiping told Cuihui about Fu Shu's dream of a fairy, Cuihui was shocked at first, and then remembered that the lady had been helped by noble people along the way, and she was a little convinced in her heart.

"Miss is really lucky." Cui Li praised, eyes full of excitement.Thinking of Miss getting better and better, I feel happier.

Fu Shu looked at the hourglass, and it was almost time, so she opened it and saw that the rice inside was full, the ingredients were tempting, and the aroma was tangy, absolutely delicious.

Her workmanship was as good as ever.

"Cuilu, take this meal and a letter to Yu Wenqian. Remember, don't draw too much attention." Fu Shu explained carefully.

Cui Hui replied, "The slaves and servants all pass by the small path, and General Yuwen also specifically told them to enter through the side door, so no one will see, so you can rest assured, Miss."

A trace of surprise flashed in Fu Shu's eyes, this Yu Wengan was thoughtful.

But after taking the pill last time, even after taking Yuwengan's prescription, there is no breath in his mouth like before.

(End of this chapter)