A hand suddenly reached over and held his waist.

Liang Qingchen gradually retracted his wandering thoughts, lowered his eyes to look at the person in his arms, and gently kissed her forehead, saying softly: "Fortunately, you are by my side now."

He held her hand tightly for a long time before falling into a deep sleep.

The next day.

Jiang Muyu did not go out but stayed in the house. She had been trying to keep herself in the same condition these past two days so as not to let the people under her control notice anything unusual. At the same time, she was observing every move of the people around her.

As luck would have it, Liang Qingchen was off today, so she suggested, "Let's go release paper ibis while the weather is nice."

"good."

Liang Qingchen had no objection. He was busy with work on weekdays and felt guilty about it, so he wanted to spend more time with his wife and daughter during his day off.

"I'll go get some cakes."

"Well, I'll go prepare the paper ibis, and take Nanxing and Tangtang with me. It'll also give Nanxing a day off."

"good."

Jiang Muyu went to the kitchen. This time she did not make it herself, but wrote the recipe to Master Liu. She rubbed her temples and deliberately raised her voice and said, "The princess has been feeling unwell recently, so I won't make snacks for myself."

Master Liu immediately asked, "What's wrong with your health, Princess? Could you please have a doctor take a look?"

"Alas - I've seen it, but even the doctor couldn't see anything. He just said that I might have the sequelae of the cold I caught last time and it hasn't healed yet."

"In this case, Madam, please take good care of yourself."

She nodded, "Master Liu, don't worry about me. Go make some snacks. I'll be watching from the side. If you don't understand anything, just ask me directly."

"Okay." Master Liu immediately ordered someone to bring a chair to the courtyard, "Madam, please sit here and wait for a while."

"Well, go ahead and do your work, don't worry about me."

Jiang Muyu was drinking tea by herself, looking calm and relaxed, but in fact her eyes were fixed on the people coming in and out of the kitchen.

But after looking for a long time, she didn't find anything unusual.

At this time, the little dumb boy who was lighting the fire brought her a plate of snacks.

She was stunned for a moment. It was the first time she made lotus cake in the kitchen.

The little dumb boy pointed at his heart and then at himself.

She asked suspiciously, "Did you do this yourself?"

The little dumb boy nodded happily and pointed to his mouth.

Jiang Muyu understood, "You want me to try it? Then I can give you some advice?"

The little dumb boy nodded again, looking at her with sparkling eyes full of hope.

Jiang Muyu was somewhat moved and said with a gentle smile: "Thank you."

Then she picked up a piece of cake and took a bite. It was crispy and soft, unexpectedly delicious, and almost the same as the ones she made herself. She didn't expect that this little dumb kid could secretly replicate the cakes she made perfectly. Master Liu made two mistakes when he was learning from her.

Jiang Muyu praised sincerely: "You did a great job, the heat was just right, the sweetness was just right, you are very talented."

The little dumb boy was delighted to receive such high praise from her and bowed to her repeatedly.

This startled Jiang Muyu, who quickly supported her and said, "Don't thank me, you did a great job."

The little dumb boy nodded, bowed to her again, then bowed and left.

Jiang Muyu felt somewhat moved when looking at her from behind. The little mute worked in the kitchen cooking fires every day. In fact, she must have wanted to show off her cooking skills, but she could not speak and was too inferior to show it for fear of being laughed at and ridiculed by others.

Perhaps, when her snack shop officially opens, she can arrange a more suitable job for this little girl.

She thought so.

Suddenly I came to my senses and realized that I had forgotten the real purpose of coming to the kitchen today.

She pounded her head in frustration.

Seeing this, Yunshan asked softly, "Madam, do you have a headache again?"

"Yeah, it's a terrible headache." She sighed.

Yunshan said, "Why don't you ask Sister Yunxuan to prescribe you some medicine for your headache?"

"No matter how much medicine you take, it's useless."

"Hmm? Why?"

In a split second, she came to her senses and smoothed it over: "Since I caught a cold on the farm, I've been taking medicine after medicine. Although the cold has almost healed, I'm left with headaches and drowsiness. I've been taking medicine every day, but the disease hasn't improved. It's obviously useless."

Yunshan advised: "Your Majesty is still young, don't be discouraged, take care of yourself slowly, everything will be fine."

"Hmm." She rubbed her temples again.

Soon, Master Liu made the cake according to her recipe. She took a bite and said with a smile, "Master Liu is really more skilled than others. He can make cakes in one go."

Master Liu said rather embarrassedly, "It's because Madam's recipe is well written."

Jiang Muyu packed some of the food and put it in a lunch box, distributed the rest to the people in the kitchen, and then returned to Qingyu Courtyard.

Yesterday's harvest was zero, and today's harvest in the kitchen was still zero. She couldn't help feeling a little frustrated.

Every day is a countdown to death. The invisible sword hanging over my head seems to be getting closer. When will these days end?

Liang Qingchen saw that she seemed to be depressed after going to the kitchen, so he put down the paper eagle in his hand, walked to her side, and asked with concern: "Zhao Zhao, what's wrong with you?"

Jiang Muyu shook his head and sighed, "Nothing?"

It's almost as if the words "woeful face" are written directly on his face. How can he look like nothing is wrong?

Liang Qingchen held her hand and said softly, "If you have anything that makes you unhappy, you can tell me. I will definitely help you solve it if I can."

"Can you handle my period?"

He was stunned for a moment, then realized that the "aunt" she was talking about was her period, and he felt distressed, "This... I'm afraid it's a little difficult... But, I remember that your period doesn't seem to be during these days, right?"

Jiang Muyu let out another long sigh, "It's okay, it's not a big deal."

In order to comfort her, Liang Qingchen changed the subject and said, "I just drew your favorite spongebob on the paper ibis. Do you want to take a look?"

Hearing this, Jiang Muyu was really stunned. She looked at him and blinked, then blinked again, "You...how do you know this?"

"You taught me how to draw before, but you forgot it yourself."

"When will I ..."

As she was speaking, she suddenly got stuck.

A strange picture flashed through my mind: a little girl took a brush and drew a square, saying, "Ah Chen, look, this is my favorite cartoon character, called SpongeBob!" The little boy picked it up, took a look, and said in disgust, "It's so ugly."

She suddenly felt a splitting headache and covered her head in a daze for a while. The scene in front of her eyes became hazy.

"Zhao Zhao, what's wrong with you? Zhao Zhao..." Liang Qingchen hurriedly supported her shoulders and called Yun Xuan in.

Yun Xuan hurried over, and seeing this, he took out a small porcelain bottle from his arms, took out a pill and stuffed it into her mouth, then half-knelt in front of her and took her pulse on her wrist.

After a moment, he said, "Your Highness, there is nothing serious. You just overexerted your brain and it got irritating."

Liang Qingchen asked in confusion, "What did she do in the kitchen that required the use of her brain?"

Yun Xuan recalled and shook his head.

Liang Qingchen frowned and stared at her head in thought for a moment.

Jiang Muyu paused for a while, and when he felt that the pain in his head had finally subsided, he spoke in a weak voice: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Liang Qingchen squatted in front of her, looked up slightly into her eyes, and asked seriously, "Zhao Zhao, did you remember something?"

"What should I remember?"

He said nothing.

Jiang Muyu looked at his picturesque eyebrows and eyes, and suddenly reached out her hand to touch them, saying to herself: "It shouldn't be like this. If I had seen such a handsome face, how could I forget it?"

Liang Qingchen sighed and stood up. "Forget it, don't think about it anymore, or you'll have a headache again later."

Jiang Muyu also felt that what he said made sense, so she simply gave up the struggle and stopped thinking about those messy things.

Tangtang learned that she could go to release paper ibis with Nanxing today, and she was so happy that she went back to dress up, put on beautiful clothes, and wore a new hair ornament.

However, when he learned that the location for releasing the paper ibis was in the mansion, his face instantly fell.