"I heard that this eel noodles is Madam Wei's favorite breakfast. You must learn how to make it. It's normal for a bride to wash her hands before making soup. I didn't think of this until my son-in-law reminded me. Here, you must first learn how to remove the meat and bones. Oh, by the way, don't hurt your hands." Because of her daughter's cooking skills, Zhu was too lazy to even make money and regarded Yurong's cooking skills as the top priority.

But when she saw her daughter's scallion-like little hands, she was afraid that she had really hurt her hands. Girls have such oily skin that even a break cannot be tolerated, let alone a wound on their hands.

Although Yurong could ask people to make snacks, she had never actually cooked a meal.

However, she also didn't want to be looked down upon. A newlywed bride usually only needs to cook a few specialties, so she had to learn how to make eel noodles.

"How do you remove the meat and bones? Let me take a look first."

Zhu asked the cook to demonstrate the technique. The cook was very deft and cut the bone out in just a few strokes. Yurong held the knife but didn't know where to start. She finally made up her mind to cut the fish but was stopped by Zhu.

"Forget it, let's not make this dish. Does the Wei family have no servants left to let you do such a dangerous thing?" Zhu still felt distressed.

Yurong couldn't help laughing: "Mom, don't spoil your lazy daughter. If you have nothing to do, just let the cook prepare it. I'll see how to make it. I'll learn it in a few days."

Rather than cooking soup, she thought more about how Wei Xuanning would treat her.

She had never experienced love in her life. Li Xun pampered her a little because of her looks, but there was no true love. Apart from her mother, it seemed that there was no one who was truly kind to her.

Are the Wei family really very strict with their rules?

"Miss, we need to knead the dough for a while longer. Only when the dough, hands and basin are shiny can it mean that our dough is well kneaded. We northerners eat noodles frequently, so noodles are extremely important."

Yurong nodded, "Okay, I'll do it."

What is inconsistent with her extremely smart mind is her hands. When making any dessert, it is fine for her to just stew it in the pot, but when it comes to kneading the dough, she either puts too much water or the dough is full of bubbles. After working hard for a long time, she still doesn't learn how to knead the dough.

She sat behind the desk with her chin in her hand. Bi Tao came over with some water to wash her hands. "Miss, there are bath beans in here. It smells like jasmine. Please wash your hands quickly."

"Yeah." She didn't like having any bad smell on her body.

After washing, Yurong picked up the storybooks and started reading. These were bought for her by Zhu. They were the most popular storybooks in the bookstore. This was her biggest hobby since she was a child. Even after she became the emperor, she would read them in her spare time.

Outside, she is the emperor sitting high in the temple; inside, she is the woman lying on the bed reading a storybook.

Today's book is "The Happy Lady". Zhu couldn't help but urge her as she flipped through it, "Go to bed quickly, little ancestor. You have to get up early tomorrow. Didn't you go to bed so early every day these days?"

Yurong yawned and shook her head, saying, "That's because you forgot to buy me the storybook a few days ago. It's so good today, I want to read it for a while longer."

"Okay, okay." Zhu had always doted on Yurong, so she had no choice but to stay here and light the candles by herself.

When Yurong had gone to bed and everything was quiet, a dark figure went to her study, took the notebook and went back to Wei's house.

Wei Xuanning's study was brightly lit. A handsome man was sitting in his room, saying, "King Han's men have already followed Princess Xin'an. It seems that they are determined to get the Heshi Bi. What a pity, if..."

"If the emperor is interested in the promotion, it will be the same whether he has the Heshi Bi or not. If the emperor is not interested in the promotion, even if he has it, it will be a big deal. In this case, it is better to go to the vassal state early. Mr. Xu, I don't know how Yang Liuniang got the Heshi Bi, but what she said makes sense. Now the Tenth Prince cannot compete with King Han." Wei Xuanning felt that there seemed to be some truth in what she said.

Mr. Xu knew that Wei Xuanning's marriage was just a temporary measure, but he found what Yang Liuniang did too unbelievable.

He asked in confusion: "Why didn't King Han think of checking Yang Liuniang first? How could a young lady have a treasure map on her? It's really strange."

When Xu Gong was speaking, a girl who looked like a mountain king emerged in Wei Xuanning's mind. She was clearly stunning, looked weak and fragile, yet had a strong aura. She didn't seem like a daughter that the fourth branch of the Yang family could raise.

But he had investigated and found that Yang Yurong was indeed a girl from the Yang family. It seemed that what she said to Princess Xin'an was just a mixture of true and false.

That's a natural gift.

There are such people. It is true that many talented people nowadays come from aristocratic families, but there is also a person named Shen Lingyun from a poor family. Although he was born in a poor family, he had the ambition of Lingyun.

As they were talking, the people sent out to protect the Yang family came back, and Xu Gong left first. After all, although Yang Liuniang's identity was unknown, she was the future young lady of the Wei family, so he was not in a position to listen to some of her private matters.

"Go ahead." Wei Xuanning said coldly.

The spy said hurriedly, "Sixth Lady was woken up early this morning to learn cooking. She studied for half a day, but she didn't make anything."

Wei Xuanning raised his eyebrows, "You haven't done anything yet? You don't know how to do it at all?"

The spy scratched his head, "Anyway, they just did it for a while, and then Madam Zhu told Sixth Lady to rest, and then she flipped through the storybook, and it was almost midnight, so Madam Zhu blew out the light and forced her to sleep."

"Really?" Could it be that this woman is bewitching me?

He casually flipped open the storybook that Yurong was reading today, and saw that it said, "The golden needle pierced the peach blossom, and I dared not speak loudly, but frowned." He flipped through a few pages and saw something like, "To pick roses with charming faces, I earned money to try to pick the flowers in my back garden."

What kind of messed up pornographic book is this? After Wei Xuanning finished reading it page by page, he realized that this Yang Yurong was really a shrew.

Shouldn't a spy analyze intelligence every day? Maybe she was deliberately confusing herself?

"I'll continue reporting tomorrow." Wei Xuanning said lightly.

But he was the one who suffered. For a whole month, he was poisoned by these notebooks. "From now on, don't bring these messy notebooks over again."

Besides the storybook, there was also a lot of news about Yang Yurong. The fish was burnt, and the salt was used instead of sugar when roasting the meat. After that, he just played the zither and read the storybook. It seemed that he didn't even eat...

"Master, are you going to deliver the message as usual tomorrow?" the spy asked respectfully.

Wei Xuanning waved his hand: "No need, she will be married in another month, I can check it myself."

He wanted to have some peace and quiet for a few days and no longer wanted to be poisoned by those messy storybooks and Yang Yurong's dishes. He himself was a bit anorexic, and when he heard about burnt black fish, waxy yellow vegetables, and chicken soup with worms, he felt sick to his stomach.

You are really asking for trouble...

On the other hand, the words that Wei Xuan had condensed into a mess made Yurong cry, "It's too cruel, too cruel, why did they end up like this..."