Sheng Nanxi was very excited now. She ate the Poria cocos cake made by the little boy while listening to the conversation in the kitchen in the distance.

Then he heard his good fourth brother knocking a few times on the closed door of the kitchen, and then a maid came to open the door.

Sheng Yunzheng looked frank, thinking that he had just passed by the kitchen and saw the maids and servants had to lie on the bed and fan the fire with a fan when lighting the fire.

I think this approach is inappropriate. If you are not careful when lighting the fire, the black ash will easily fall on you.

He thought that the bellows used by blacksmiths might be improved to replace the fan for fanning the fire, so he tried to make one and put it next to the stove to see if it worked.

"Ah? How can such rough work bother the Fourth Master?!"

The little maid was terrified. She had never thought that the fourth son of the Sheng family was so careful that he could even notice such a small thing.

Besides, this kind of thing has always been handled by the craftsman in the mansion, so it is not his turn to do it...

While I was thinking, I heard Wu Xiyue inside say, "Chunlan, let the fourth young master in. He likes to do these jobs, so they are not considered rough work."

"Bye, Miss." Chunlan quickly moved aside.

After Sheng Yunzheng entered and Wu Xiyue exchanged greetings, no more words were spoken.

One was diligently practicing cooking, while the other was squatting by the stove, using a charcoal pencil to draw the position where the bellows should be fixed.

The yard was completely silent. Apart from the twanging sound of Wu Xiyue swinging the vegetables and the busy footsteps of the maidservant, there was no other sound.

Time passes by little by little.

The chilly wind blew past, adding chill to the silence and gradually blowing away Sheng Nanxi's newly ignited gossip.

What happened? That's it?!

Logically, the fourth brother is not the kind of person who likes to meddle in other people's business. The fact that he stayed up late at night and came to the kitchen to install the bellows was probably because of Miss Xiyue.

But after the two of them greeted each other, they went about their own business without even exchanging glances, as if they were not familiar with each other at all.

Huh? Even she got it wrong this time...

Before Sheng Nanxi had time to doubt her doubts, she suddenly heard the sound of something heavy falling.

Then Chunlan's scream came from the kitchen, "Ah - Miss, are you hurt?!"

Looking at the movement, it seemed as if Wu Xiyue had somehow gotten the money, and in her panic she even knocked over the porcelain bowl on the table.

But before Chunlan could do anything, Sheng Yunzheng rushed over.

"Where are you? Show me!"

Chunya was shocked by Sheng Yunzheng's amazing speed before she could come to her senses. Just as she was about to go up to see how her young lady was injured, she heard the fourth young master say:

"There are broken pieces all over the floor. Go out and keep watch to prevent anyone from getting in and getting hurt."

"Oh, okay."

Chunlan hurried out and closed the door. After she stood still, she realized something was wrong.

Huh? Shouldn't we clean up the debris as soon as possible? Why are you here guarding it?

Her mind was full of questions, but she didn't hear her young lady refute the Fourth Young Master's words, so she could only stand outside the door in confusion.

땤The kitchen was so quiet at this time that you could hear a pin drop.

Wu Xiyue stared blankly at the tall figure half-kneeling in front of her bandaging her wound. Her heart was pounding so hard that it almost jumped out of her throat, and even her thoughts seemed to be a little slow.

"alright."

A cold voice instantly brought her thoughts back to her senses. Wu Xiyue lowered her head and saw a neatly wrapped bandage on her finger.

"Thank you...thank you. I'm sorry...I'm causing you trouble again."

I don't know why, but those eyes of mine seem to have a soul-stirring monster in them. No matter how many years ago or now, every time I see them, my heart starts beating fast.

Wu Xiyue just glanced at him and then looked away in panic.

"What is there to be sorry about? There are always times when we are careless. It's not your fault this time, and it was even less your fault last time." Sheng Yunzheng still had that cold tone.

When Wu Xiyue heard this, she suddenly raised her head, "You... you still remember that time..."

She blurted it out in a confused state. She never expected that Sheng Yunzheng still remembered that little thing from many years ago.

It's funny to say that when Sheng Yunzheng was studying at Qishan Academy, he was a well-known figure because of his outstanding appearance and excellent academic performance.

Wu Xiyue probably put all her talent into cooking, and her performance in school was just barely passable. But her family was good, and many noble ladies had to give her some face even if they looked down on her.

Later, a few arrogant noble ladies suddenly learned that her family had a close relationship with Sheng Yunzheng's maternal grandfather's family, so they wanted her to help deliver a letter to the fourth young master Sheng.

After being rejected by her repeatedly, several ladies became angry and pushed her to the corner with the intention of humiliating her.

Sheng Yunzheng happened to pass by at that time, and drove those people away with a few words.

Wu Xiyue pulled herself back to her senses. Suddenly, a thought flashed through her mind, and her pupils slightly dilated.

"So, they didn't cause any more trouble later, was it also because of you?"

"Yeah." Sheng Yunzheng's tone was quite casual.

"Don't worry about it. It's just a small effort."

It turns out that it is just a simple task...

Wu Xiyue didn't know why, but she suddenly felt a little empty. She didn't even hear what Sheng Yunzheng whispered.

Just as I was about to ask him to say it again, I heard a roar from outside:

"Sheng Nanxi! What are you doing on that tree? Mother told you to go back to bed!"

It's Sheng Yichen's voice!

"bump--"

Before Wu Xiyue could react to what was happening, Sheng Yunzheng waved his sleeves, and the window a few steps away was opened in an instant by the strong wind.

Then I saw a cute little head popping out from a big tree in the distance!

"Little sister? What are you doing there?"

Although Sheng Yunzheng was questioning, his tone was more of helplessness and indulgence.

"Ahem... let's admire the ice lanterns that grandpa made for grandma! They look best from this position!"

Sheng Nanxi awkwardly moved her body, trying to block the ice lamp that had long been extinguished behind her.

"Admiring the lights? Why didn't you tell me earlier, little sister, so that your brother could come and have a look too!"

Sheng Yichen had no idea what he had just done. He took a few steps forward and wanted to be intimate with his little sister.

But he suddenly realized something and turned around in confusion: "Huh? Sheng Xiaosi, why are you here? Don't you hate the chef the most..."

"Bang——" Before he could finish his words, a loud noise was heard.

The wicked brother inside slammed the window shut!

The road was so big that he was soaked by the snow that fell from the eaves!

Wu Xiyue in the room had a puzzled look on her face: "Ah? What did he just say? You hate the kitchen..."