"Don't you have a cook here? You had to call me here. I stayed up all night and even ran three horses down!"
The wind was so cold that it stung his face and made him shiver!
I thought he had something urgent to do, but he ended up asking him to come over and cook for me!
How outrageous! How ridiculous!
Wanjiezhu, who was lazily sleeping on the bookshelf, was awakened by the almost roaring sound and almost rolled off the bookshelf.
"The building on Chang'an Street is yours."
Hearing this, Meng Ziqian's expression immediately changed, and his tone was a little flattering, "I was too radical, three meals a day are on my shoulders!"
"I'll go to the kitchen right away. Even if you want to eat a hundred dishes, I can make them for you!"
His reputation as a famous chef in Beijing is not just boasted!
"It's still early. Go clean yourself up and make a jujube and yam cake this afternoon."
Hearing this, Meng Ziqian came up to him and asked, "When did you change your taste? Do you like eating cakes now?"
Yu Tongchen pushed his face away with the book, "Don't come in front of me with this unkempt look."
"Who is the reason why I don't care about my appearance? And in the end, you still despise me!"
"You go live in the east wing."
"You moved into the main house?"
“Someone lives there.”
"Who? Isn't the prince in the capital?"
"No comment."
Meng Ziqian slammed the door shut and left angrily.
Wanjiezhu: Good fellow, attacking everyone indiscriminately. It is really unlucky to be friends with the dog host.
Not everyone changed their attitude towards a certain dog that was the target of the mission.
"Master." Ziling knocked on the door.
"Enter."
Ziling pushed the door open and came in. "Chuanbai said that the second prince came here with the emperor's handwritten order, but is now stopped at the entrance of the valley."
Yu Tongchen's eyes turned cold, "What incurable disease does he have?"
"He didn't say."
"Let him wait and let him in at 15:30."
"yes."
Yu Tongchen put the book down and went to the main house.
Shu Shiyu was reading a storybook with great interest. When he heard a knock on the door, he shouted, "Come in."
When a shadow covered his eyes, Shu Shiyu raised his eyes and closed the notebook in his hand faster than his brain, his cheeks slightly red.
Yu Tongchen was also stunned when he saw her action, and then he burst into laughter when he saw the three words "Pretty Scholar" revealed on the cover.
"Why are you here?" She put the notebook on her knees and took the initiative.
"I've hired a cook for you. His cooking skills are pretty good. Just order whatever you want. The same applies to pastries. You don't have to go out to buy them."
"Oh, okay."
"There will be a few unpleasant people entering the valley tonight. We will not go to the courtyard for the next few days. How about walking in the corridor outside?"
The second prince Jingyu is a sex-hungry ghost, and there is no guarantee that he will not be tempted by beautiful women.
"good."
Seeing her sitting obediently as if she had seen her teacher, Yu Tongchen couldn't help but touch her head, "Before dinner, I'll bring you the jujube and yam cake you wanted to eat yesterday."
"good."
He leaned over, brushed away the hair that was sticking to her face, and said with a smile, "Keep looking, no need to hide it. If you're still not satisfied after you finish looking, ask Ziling to ask Nanxing to go out and buy some. But don't look at it for too long at a time, it'll hurt your eyes."
Shu Shi and his little face were hot.
He smiled, stood up and left.
She covered her face, and the warmth from her cheeks passed to her palms.
Meng Ziqian tidied himself up and took a nap, then got up to make the jujube and yam cake that Yu Tongchen had requested, and ran into Bai Tong who was boiling medicine in the kitchen.
He left the kitchen and looked outside. It was the courtyard of the Divine Doctor Valley. Why was there a little maid there?
There is usually not even a female mosquito around Yu Heguang.
After confirming that he was really in the Valley of Divine Doctors, Meng Ziqian went in again.
"Who are you?" Bai Tong was puzzled by Meng Ziqian's behavior of going in and out with a confused look on his face.
"Oh, I'm the cook that Yu Heguang called over eight hundred miles to cook for him." Meng Ziqian said in a rather resentful tone, "Where are you from, little maid?"
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