Chapter 364 The Development of Ghost
Chu Liuzheng was startled and looked up at him.
Xiao Jingfan looked at her, his dark eyes like a quiet lake, reflecting her completely in the smoke filling the kitchen.
Chu Liuzheng withdrew his gaze as if burned by fire, tightened his right hand hidden behind his back, and walked towards the stove.
Xiao Jingfan followed her gaze and followed her.
Zhou Yuande had no choice but to swallow back the words that were trying to persuade him to go back, and sighed secretly, what was going on?
At the kitchen door, Feng Jing was still worried about his ointment. Suddenly, Chen Xing pulled it. He looked up depressedly: "What?"
"help."
Chen Xing pulled him closer to the stove, and helped Chu Liuzheng carry the basin of meat, while letting Feng Jing scoop out the fried meatballs, ensuring a clear division of labor.
Chu Liuzheng's right hand was covered with ointment, making it inconvenient to use. It was indeed difficult to operate with only his left hand. He couldn't help but look up and smile gratefully at the two of them.
Chen Xing actually didn’t understand why Chu Liuzheng wanted to fry meatballs even though he was burned.
It’s true that fried meatballs are delicious, but the flavor of the meat has been adjusted, so it’s okay if someone else fries them.
She held the basin attentively, looking at the meatballs floating in the frying pan, and then at the old man at the stove who looked out of place in the kitchen.
How should I put it? Chen Xing tilted his head and smiled sweetly at Chu Liuzheng. Hehe, the show is about to begin!
Feng Jing fished for the meatballs for a while before realizing why he wasn't the one carrying the basin?
With Chen Xing's skills, he is obviously more suitable for picking up meatballs than him.
Chen Xing sighed.
Look, this is the man who can’t get married.
The master was still watching from the side, and he rushed to get close to Chu Liuzheng. He had never seen Feng Jing seeking death like this.
Facing Feng Jing's lack of understanding, she perfunctorily made up an excuse: "Your arms are longer than mine."
Feng Jing... was convinced.
His arms are indeed longer than Chenxing's.
Everyone in the kitchen was busy with their own things, and the three-person workshop was bustling around, so the two people at the stove seemed particularly idle.
Xiao Jingfan had been to the kitchen no more than three times in his life, and this was the first time he knew there was such a lot of smoke in the kitchen.
The smoke stained the corners of his eyes slightly red, and he turned his head away, coughing muffledly.
Zhou Yuande looked at him worriedly and advised softly, "Master, let's go out and wait."
There's really no need to put yourself through this.
Xiao Jingfan waved his hand, took out a handkerchief from his sleeve and covered his mouth and nose, without moving a step.
Zhou Yuande couldn't help but blame Chu Liuzheng in his heart.
Even if you want to cook, can't you buy one with less smoke?
Look how smoked it is, his eyes are red.
Chu Liuzheng felt extremely wronged. She didn't know that this distinguished master would come to the kitchen in person.
Her mind was still in a mess at the moment.
However, hearing the muffled cough, she unconsciously sped up the process of frying the meatballs and fried the remaining meat in the shortest time possible.
Xiao Jingfan had endured enough and didn't want to stay in the kitchen any longer, so he grabbed the person's wrist and left.
It was so fast that Chu Liuzheng didn't even have time to take off his apron.
Zhou Yuande hurriedly followed.
Suddenly, three people disappeared from the kitchen. Feng Jing glanced at the large bowl of fried meatballs and asked Chen Xing, "What are we doing now?"
"Wait until dinner is ready." Chen Xing moved all the fried meatballs to the chopping board, then told the kitchen to send hot water to the main courtyard, and then waved Feng Jing to leave.
Feng Jing wondered: "Why do you want to send hot water?"
"Of course I'm taking a shower." Chen Xing jumped up and down with his hands behind his back. "How can a noble man like the young master endure the smell of cooking fumes?"
Hearing this, Feng Jing lowered his head and smelled his sleeves. It was indeed smelling of cooking smoke, so he decided to go back to the house and wash himself.
On this side, Chu Liuzheng was dragged along by Xiao Jingfan. At first they grabbed his wrist, but before they knew it, they were holding hands.
The palm of his big hand was cool and warm, with just the right amount of strength, so it wasn't uncomfortable to hold.
But Chu Liuzheng felt uncomfortable.
She stared at the two people's holding hands and wailed in her heart, why did it turn out like this?!
"Bang!"
The door is closed.
Zhou Yuande, who was standing at the door, touched his bumped nose and waved to the people who were looking over, meaning, go do what you need to do and don't disturb them.
Inside the house, Chu Liuzheng used the excuse of taking off his apron and finally pulled back the hand that had been held all the way.
She put her hands behind her waist and untied her apron while looking around the room and cursing in her heart.
[Damn! A man and a woman alone! What the hell is this development?!]
She clutched the untied apron in her hand and took a deep breath.
【Calm down, calm down, don't panic! 】
"Given the tyranny of a tyrant, he wouldn't do something as uncouth as forcing himself on a little palace maid. As long as I don't break the ice, I can continue to pretend!"
Chu Liuzheng forced himself to calm down, put his apron on the stool, picked up the teapot on the table, poured a glass of water, and gently placed it in front of Xiao Jingfan.
"Drink some water to moisten your throat first. It's not dinner time yet, and the kitchen is very fumy. I'll have someone bring some hot water so you can take a shower before you eat."
No matter what, the best strategy is to escape first!
Chu Liuzheng wanted to leave after she finished speaking, but Xiao Jingfan didn't buy it. He raised his eyelids and raised his chin towards her: "Sit down."
Chu Liuzheng: “…”
She had no choice but to sit down as she was told, placing her hands neatly on her legs.
He appeared calm on the surface, but in reality he was so panicked that his palms were sweaty.
She swallowed and asked cautiously, "What do you want?"
Xiao Jingfan didn't say anything, his long eyelashes drooped, and he slowly drank the water in the cup.
Chu Liuzheng was restless, feeling that every second passed like a year. She secretly cursed herself for being stupid. If she had known that Xiao Jingfan would come looking for her, she would not have hidden and caused this trouble for nothing.
She didn't even understand why she was being stubborn in the kitchen just now. Couldn't she just come back and rest?
That way at least I wouldn't have to face this embarrassing and scary situation.
Ah! Did she just lose her mind?
If the emperor were to make it clear to her now, she wouldn't even have the chance to refuse!
Please come again!!
The reality is that what you fear often comes true.
When Chu Liuzheng wanted to regret his decision, Xiao Jingfan slowly drank half a glass of water and sniffed the calming sandalwood in the room. He finally felt that the choking fumes in his nasal cavity had dissipated.
He tapped the table with his fingers: "Look up."
【Here we come! 】
Chu Liuzheng raised his head as calmly as possible, not daring to look at the face of the person opposite him. He just stared at the pattern on the tablecloth, wondering distractedly, is this woven peony or peonies?
"say."
What are you talking about?
Chu Liuzheng thought about it and took the initiative to admit his mistake: "You were just thinking about me, I shouldn't have disobeyed you."
Be timid when you need to be timid.
"Yeah." Xiao Jingfan nodded, feeling pleased with the words. "Anything else?"
【besides? 】
Chu Liuzheng quickly thought over everything he had done today, and he really couldn't think of anything he had not done well.
Xiao Jingfan prompted: "What are your responsibilities?"
"I will do my best to take care of your food, clothing, and daily life." Chu Liuzheng answered smoothly.
"You still know." Xiao Jingfan raised his eyebrows and sneered, "I can't even see the shadow of the person, how can you say you are doing your best?"
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