Chapter 20: Nourishing the Kidneys and Replenishing Essence
Gu Huan came back to the house from the kitchen after preparing the ingredients. Seeing that the desk was empty, she waved to Dong Qing and pointed at the desk.
Dong Qing was puzzled: "Miss, are you looking for something? But I just came in to clean up, and there was nothing on the table."
Gu Huan understood.
There was a hint of triumphant smile in his eyes, and his face was calm as he nodded to indicate that he understood.
She knew someone was following her, or rather, monitoring her.
Someone like Mu Junyan would not easily believe that she was innocent.
She wanted him to feel guilty and accept her willingly.
She excitedly and happily took Dongqing and Donghua back to the kitchen.
Gu Huan had inquired and found out that Mu Junyan usually did not eat after noon, but would have some not-so-sweet snacks at the end of the afternoon.
Then, according to what Zhou Zhilan had learned about the old lady's taste, she made three soft, glutinous and sweet snacks and asked Zhou Zhilan to deliver them. That was all that was needed.
…
At the end of the afternoon, Gu Huan personally carried the food box to Guanshan Tower.
Dong Mo saw her from the window and whispered to Mu Junyan who was writing something, "Master, Miss Gu has brought you food."
Mu Junyan looked up and saw the girl in a high-necked light green skirt with a goose yellow belt tied with a bow around her waist. The two long straps fluttered in the wind.
She stood in the yard elegantly, her face without any makeup, and the bright sunlight added a bit of brightness to her.
But the lunch box is too big.
The little girl lifted it with both hands with great effort, and her slender waist was bent.
"Bring it in."
Dong Mo rushed out to take the food box, exclaimed, and whispered, "It's so heavy? The master can't eat much right now."
Gu Huan smiled, clasped her hands together, and gave a look of request and thanks.
Dong Mo sighed: "You go back, I'll take it in."
Gu Huan waved her hands and stood there stubbornly.
Dong Mo was helpless and pointed to the stone bench under the shade of the tree: "Don't be exposed to the sun, go sit down."
Gu Huan nodded, walked over obediently, sat properly facing the window, and folded her hands on her knees.
That little thing can be as cute as it can be, and its little expression is like that of a kitten asking for a pat.
Mu Junyan lowered his head and continued writing, but for some reason, he couldn't help but look up, and saw the kitten staring at him with a pair of eyes that seemed to begging for petting.
“…”
It seems like it would be nice to have a well-behaved daughter like her.
Unfortunately, he cannot have his own children in this lifetime.
Mu Junyan withdrew his gaze, turned his head to see Dong Mo taking out a pile of things from the food box, frowned and stood up.
"What are they?"
Dong Mo secretly thought that something was wrong, as his master seemed to be unhappy.
"Miss Gu doesn't know the master's taste, so she made too much. The master can try whichever one he likes."
Even if the master only ate one thing, Gu Huan would be happy.
A bowl of yellow rice with transparent grains, a stack of stir-fried kidney, two refreshing side dishes, a bowl of porridge, and a stack of two kinds of snacks.
Judging from the appearance of the food, it is very thoughtful.
I put my heart into it.
Mu Junyan glanced out the window.
The little girl stretched her swan-like neck to look inside, but because of the distance, the window paper, and the darkness in the room, she couldn't see inside at all.
"Tell her to come in."
Dong Mo was overjoyed, and ran to the door and waved at Gu Huan: "The master wants you to come in."
Gu Huan walked in, half lowered her head awkwardly, and bowed.
Mu Junyan pointed at the food on the table and asked, "What are they?"
Gu Huan smiled shyly and pointed at the desk.
Mu Junyan nodded.
With a scent of fragrance, she walked to the desk gracefully and picked up a pen to write.
Mu Junyan followed and stood beside her.
Gu Huan was surrounded by a powerful pressure, and the hand holding the pen became a little stiff.
Smelling the faint scent of soapberries on him, I took a deep breath, calmed myself, and wrote steadily.
"Stir-fried lamb kidney with Eucommia ulmoides, golden fried rice with caviar, stir-fried crisp lotus root and lily, yam, coix seed and Euryale ferox porridge, black sesame pumpkin roll, open-faced chestnut crisp."
It's quite complicated.
The girl continued to write: These are all ingredients suitable for men's nourishment. They can nourish the kidneys, strengthen the waist, replenish blood, nourish the lungs and spleen, and replenish the kidneys and essence. I hope you will accept them as a small gift.
Mu Junyan: "..."
Does she know what she is talking about?
Gu Huan half raised her head and glanced at the tall man nervously.
"Do you understand pharmacology?" Mu Junyan asked meaningfully.
Gu Huan picked up the pen: My aunt taught me some nourishing dishes for men, but I don’t understand the pharmacology.
In fact, she knew a little, which she learned from healing herself in her previous life. She also prepared the bowl of abortion pills before she died.
But she had to hide her shortcomings and not let Mu Junyan think that she knew so much.
She must not let Mu Junyan know that she deliberately made this kind of dish with a hidden meaning.
After reading so many short stories, she understood that men don't like women who are too smart.
In the novels, the domineering male protagonists all like gentle, delicate and self-incapable women.
Mu Junyan breathed a sigh of relief.
It turned out that she didn't know that these things were aphrodisiac ingredients, nor did she understand what it meant to nourish the kidneys and replenish essence.
This kind of flattery... is quite comfortable.
The man said calmly: “Your hand is not healed yet, so don’t do these things.”
Gu Huan continued to write obediently: Dongqing and the others helped me, and their hands did not touch the water.
Mu Junyan looked at her cautious appearance. If he had not seen her seductive look that night and experienced her charming manner, he would have really thought that she was a pure little white rabbit.
"Go back."
Gu Huan decided to quit while she was ahead, bowed and walked out.
She walked to a place where Mu Junyan couldn't see her and smiled.
Whether he eats it or not, he has already accepted her flattery.
In the next few days, she will not appear in front of Mu Junyan again.
This is called playing hard to get.
Dong Mo looked at his master who was following Gu Huan's gradually disappearing figure and asked softly, "Master, do you want to eat?"
Mu Junyan sat down and Dong Mo quickly handed him chopsticks.
I tried a bite of each and they all tasted pretty good.
The caviar fried rice tasted novel and he finished it before he knew it.
He also ate one black sesame pumpkin roll and one open chestnut crisp. They were not too sweet and suited his taste very well.
Looking at the table full of dishes, imagining the little girl with a hand injury, busy and diligent, I picked up my chopsticks and continued eating. Before I knew it, the two plates of food were finished.
Dong Mo's eyes widened. It was the first time he saw his master eat so much for dinner.
Mu Junyan was full, so he picked up his sword and started dancing in the yard.
I don’t know if it was because of the food or because I hadn’t ridden horses or practiced archery for a few days, but I felt full of energy.
Even... a little unsatisfied.
…
That night, Dong Mo brought a bottle of Snow Lotus Jade Cream.
"The master came to the palace specifically to ask for it."
Gu Huan took it with a smile.
I couldn't help but feel happy.
For the next three days, Gu Huan made snacks for the old lady in the kitchen and asked Zhou Zhilan to deliver them to Xiangrui Hall.
This kind of flattery is polite and not deliberate.
But he never cooked anything for Mu Junyan again.
I spent the rest of the time resting comfortably in Yayun Pavilion for three whole days.
The Snow Lotus Jade Cream is so magical. The scabs on the palms of my hands have fallen off and new flesh has started to grow.
"The young master dotes on Aunt Yin very much. She has been staying in Furong Tower for three consecutive days, and even Yaoyao has been forgotten. She is so angry that she stands with her hands on her hips and swears every day. The young lady stays indoors and always calls the palace doctor to check her pregnancy. The palace doctor has been miserable these days."
Whenever Zhou Zhilan had time, she would come over to talk to her and tell her gossip about Jinxiu Pavilion.
Gu Huan secretly complained.
For example, the court physician has had panda eyes and looks listless for the past three days.
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