However, Ji Shuyan must have been very wary of "him" at the beginning. Sure enough, when Jiang Ziyi saw that Ji Shuyan was about to refuse, he quickly took the basket of charcoal, put it under his nose and sniffed it, then said to Ji Shuyan: "Sir, this charcoal is normal."
After hearing what he said, Ji Shuyan thanked him and accepted the things.
After all, it is winter now. If we could have charcoal to burn, life would be much better.
Ji Shuyan didn't want to communicate too much with him at that time, so he took the things and went into the house.
Sure enough, it was the same this time.
Jiang Ziyi didn't say much. Now, as a servant, she followed Ji Shuyan into the house.
And she knew that "herself" would come to deliver food tomorrow, and that the food would be poisonous.
So at noon the next day, Jiang Ziyi stood guard at the gate of the yard.
Sure enough, after a while, I saw "myself" coming with a lunch box.
She invited "herself" into the yard, but did not tell Ji Shuyan what was going on. Instead, she pulled "herself" to a corner and whispered, "Girl, this dish must be poisonous."
As soon as these words came out, Jiang Ziyi saw "herself" looking at her with surprise and doubt.
As if asking how she knew.
Jiang Ziyi curled her lips and said, "Don't worry, young lady. I know you didn't poison me. You brought it here because someone was following you. You came here to confuse that person, right?"
Jiang Ziyi saw "herself" and nodded in a daze.
So he took the food box from her hand and whispered, "There are people watching outside the yard, so leave this food box here for now."
"If you like my young master, you can cook some food for him in the future. He will definitely like it."
Then she sent “herself” away.
After Jiang Ziyi entered the room, Ji Shuyan raised his eyes and asked, "Who was that just now?"
Jiang Ziyi put the food box on the table, "Sir, this is the girl who delivered the charcoal earlier."
However, Ji Shuyan's eyes were fixed on the food box that Jiang Ziyi brought in. "Why did you accept it again?"
Jiang Ziyi explained, "Sir, this dish is poisonous, and that girl was targeted by someone, so she sent the food to us."
"Did she tell you that herself?"
"Yes, sir, that girl should be a good person." Jiang Ziyi said.
Ji Shuyan's heart was immediately filled with alarm. He didn't understand why Chang Qing trusted this girl so much, even though they had only met once.
And even if she took the initiative to mention that the dish was poisonous, it was most likely a thief crying "stop thief" to make him lower his guard against her at the beginning.
"Do you know her identity?" Ji Shuyan asked in a deep voice.
Hearing Ji Shuyan's initiative to ask, Jiang Ziyi quickly spoke, "That person's name is Jiang Ziyi. She used to be the daughter of the prefectural governor. However, something happened in the prefectural governor's residence some time ago, so she is now staying at the marquis' residence."
"The prefect's legitimate daughter?" Ji Shuyan raised his eyebrows.
"Exactly."
"Sir, do you have any impression of Jiang Ziyi?" she asked a little nervously.
Ji Shuyan pondered for a while and shook his head.
Jiang Ziyi sighed silently in her heart. It seemed that getting Ji Shuyan to remember was not that easy...
In the afternoon, Jiang Ziyi opened the door and found two more baskets at the door, with one and a half baskets of charcoal left in them.
She immediately understood that this charcoal should be the one "she" had just snatched from Su Yaoyao.
He excitedly brought the charcoal into the house to show Ji Shuyan, "Sir, Miss Jiang has brought charcoal again. I think she likes you."
After hearing this, Ji Shuyan looked indifferent and no emotion could be seen.
"Go ahead and light it up. This much is enough."
"yes!"
Seeing that Ji Shuyan did not refute her, Jiang Ziyi felt that as long as she reminded him for a while, Ji Shuyan would be able to remember what happened before.
The next morning, just as Jiang Ziyi had expected, "herself" brought food again.
And she just put it down and left without staying here at all.
So Jiang Ziyi carried the things into the house.
Who knew that as soon as he came in, he was met with Ji Shuyan's contemptuous gaze, "Why did you accept it again?"
Jiang Ziyi put the lunch box on the table and took out the contents.
He even did a poison test in front of me.
"Sir, I've tried it. It's not poisonous. It's edible!"
"How about you...eat some?"
Before he could finish his words, Ji Shuyan glared at him, his eyes flashing with a cold light.
Then Ji Shuyan stood up, walked to the table, picked up the lunch box and prepared to go out.
Jiang Ziyi thought to herself, this isn't good. Is Ji Shuyan planning to throw all this away?
Thinking of this, he hurried forward to stop him and said loudly: "Young Master, the saints once said that if you waste food, you will be struck by lightning!"
After hearing this, Ji Shuyan's brows furrowed even more tightly. He looked down at Jiang Ziyi leisurely, his eyes seemed to be silently questioning which saint had said such a thing.
Seeing that Jiang Ziyi was blocking his way, he didn't force his way forward. Instead, he sat down slowly with the food box in his hand.
Seeing Ji Shuyan sitting down, Jiang Ziyi quickly handed him chopsticks and a spoon.
With an extremely pious expression, he said, "Sir, please have some!"
Ji Shuyan glanced at her and noticed that the corners of her mouth were slightly raised. He could only sigh helplessly and took the cutlery from Jiang Ziyi.
The food box contains porridge and cakes.
Ji Shuyan put his spoon into the bowl of porridge. The delicate and smooth porridge base showed that it had taken a lot of time to cook.
After taking a bite, he said to Jiang Ziyi beside him: "This tastes very similar to the bowl you made before..."
Jiang Ziyi thought for a while, then she remembered that Ji Shuyan was talking about the bowl of porridge she made for him when he was sick before.
After all, she is Jiang Ziyi, and Jiang Ziyi is her. They are created by the same person, so of course the taste is similar.
But she still smiled and replied, "I put a lot of effort into making that bowl of porridge for you, young master! Miss Jiang must have put a lot of effort into making this bowl of porridge as well, so the taste is similar!"
"Sir, I think Miss Jiang likes you! You and Miss Jiang are definitely a perfect match..."
"Okay, shut up." Ji Shuyan could only helplessly call for a halt.
Why did his servant Chang Qing seem to be particularly interested in that woman?
Ji Shuyan also felt something was amiss. He recalled the smiling face of the woman who had brought him charcoal. She actually seemed familiar, but this was clearly their first meeting...
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