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Chapter 59
In the west wing, on the floor in the north room, Meng Yuning and Cai Yuezhao lay opposite each other. One of them was holding a palm-leaf fan, gently waving it and whispering to each other.
They talked about everything under the sun, and when they were happy, the two girls laughed so hard that they were shaking with laughter.
Just like that, we chatted back and forth until late at night, and still couldn't fall asleep.
Thinking of the topic they had talked about during the day, Meng Yuning sighed softly, her expression somewhat sad: "Sister Zhao, now that you're back in Beijing, I don't know when we'll be able to meet again."
Cai Yuezhao extended the fan in her hand toward her, fanning her. "It's all right. I'm just a woman of leisure, holding no official position, and I've always been casual. Your Majesty is busy with government affairs, so why would he care about my whereabouts? When I have some free time, I'll quietly come and talk to you."
Meng Yuning's eyes lit up, and she excitedly asked twice, "Really? Really?"
The most important thing between people is the word "fate". Some people may have known each other for ten or eight years but have barely said a few words to each other, but some people have only known each other for a few days and are like old friends reuniting, and can talk about anything. This is the case with her and Sister Zhao.
They always had endless things to talk about, and every time she saw Sister Zhao, she was particularly happy. She loved being with Sister Zhao and wished she could see her every day.
Cai Yuezhao smiled and nodded: "Of course."
Meng Yuning happily held Cai Yuezhao's hand: "Sister Zhao, I'll wait for you."
Cai Yuezhao smiled and said yes.
Meng Yuning then thought of the dangers they had encountered on the road, and her heart tightened. She changed her mind and said, "Sister Zhao, although you are a skilled martial artist, the world is not peaceful right now. How about we keep in touch through letters first? When the situation stabilizes, we can get together again."
Cai Yuezhao knew that Aning was worried about her safety. She was touched and made up her mind to find an opportunity to visit Aning in the future. But in order to avoid her worrying, she agreed with her words.
The two looked at each other and smiled.
As I was laughing, I heard a child crying loudly from the direction of the main house.
"Yier is crying. He must have had a nightmare again." Meng Yuning's face tightened. He sat up suddenly, threw away the palm-leaf fan, put on his shoes and walked out.
Cai Yuezhao quickly stood up, picked up her coat and put it on her: "Put on your coat."
Meng Yuning agreed, quickly put on her sleeves, tied her belt, and walked out with her hair loose. After taking two steps, she turned around and said, "Yier woke up in the middle of the night and it's hard for her to fall back asleep. I don't know when I can come back. Sister Zhao, you go to sleep first. You don't have to wait for me."
Cai Yuezhao nodded: "If it's too late, you can sleep over there. There's no need to toss and turn."
Meng Yuning said okay, turned around and hurried out, heading towards the main house.
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Yi'er cried for a while, then raised her head and said, "Brother, take Yi'er to find An Ning."
Qi Jingyan lay there, motionless: "Brother, my legs can't move, there's no way to look for it, you have to find a way yourself."
Yi'er turned his head to look out the window and saw that it was pitch black outside. He was a little scared, but he still plucked up his courage, grabbed his little tiger-head quilt, and crawled to the bed sobbing.
But just as he had managed to get over his brother, he was picked up by his brother with one hand and pulled back: "It's late at night, stop making trouble."
Asked his brother to help find it, he refused and wanted to go by himself, but his brother stopped him. Yi'er was so angry that he hugged the quilt and cried loudly: "Aning, I want Aning."
Before Meng Yuning even entered the house, she heard such heart-wrenching cries. Her heart was in a knot and she trotted across the threshold: "Yier, don't cry. Aning is here, here she comes."
Qi Jingyan was lying on the bed with his hands under his head. He sat up immediately after hearing the sound, put his hand on Yi'er's back, and coaxed her softly: "Don't cry, brother is here."
Yi'er was crying so loudly that he didn't hear Aning's voice, but he hated his brother so much now. He twisted his little body and tried to shake off his hand.
As soon as Meng Yuning entered the room, she saw Yi'er holding a small quilt and crying loudly. Qi Jingyan tried hard to coax the child, but it didn't work. She felt sorry for Yi'er and sympathized with Qi Jingyan.
He hurried over in two steps: "Let me do it, Your Highness."
Qi Jingyan looked slightly surprised: "A Ning is here? Did she disturb you?"
Meng Yuning had no time to answer. She kicked off her shoes and climbed onto the bed. "Yier, are you having a nightmare again?"
Qi Jingyan spread his hands, looking helpless.
Sure enough, I had another nightmare. Meng Yuning sighed in her heart, carefully walked around Qi Jingyan's legs, and crawled to Yi'er's side.
The little boy closed his eyes, tears rolling down his face like beads from a broken string, his face flushed red from crying, his shoulders trembling, his two little hands tightly clutching the tiger-head quilt.
It had been a long time since I saw Yi'er cry like this. Meng Yuning felt so distressed that she didn't want to scare Yi'er, so she reached out and gently touched his head: "Yi'er, Yi'er, Aning is here."
The little boy opened his eyes with sobs, and when he saw it was An Ning, he paused in his crying. However, he did not throw himself into her arms as usual. Instead, he kicked his short legs, twisted his body, turned sideways and continued crying: "I don't want An Ning anymore, I don't want her anymore."
The way its short legs kicked back and forth looked as if it had suffered a great injustice.
Qi Jingyan explained on the side: "Yier just woke up and didn't see you."
Meng Yuning guessed that this was the reason, and quickly reached out to hold the angry little boy in her arms, kissing him again and again on his little face: "Yier, don't be angry, don't be angry."
Yi'er was quickly comforted by the familiar embrace and gentle kiss, but she felt even more aggrieved. She wrapped her arms around Aning's neck and sobbed, accusing her, "Aning won't take Yi'er with her. Aning lied to Yi'er."
The little baby sobbed and his little shoulders shook with sobs. He lay on An Ning's shoulder and wiped his tears on her clothes. He looked so pitiful and cute.
Meng Yuning felt guilty and distressed. She cupped Yi'er's little bottom with one hand and gently stroked his head with the other, saying softly, "I'm sorry, Aning was wrong. I won't abandon Yi'er again."
The little boy stopped sobbing for a moment, but still snorted: "A Ning is lying."
Meng Yuning knew it was because of the promise she made before going to bed, so she could only coax her again: "A Ning will not lie to you again in the future."
She had made up her mind that if she had any other arrangements in the future, she would discuss them with Yier in advance. Although the child was young, he was sensible and she couldn't always fool him like this.
Yi'er raised his head from her shoulder and looked at her with his big eyes filled with tears: "Really?"
Meng Yuning extended her right little finger: "Pin."
Yier blinked and a string of tears fell.
Meng Yuning's heart melted when she saw this. She wiped his tears with her hand and raised her little finger again: "If An Ning lies again, An Ning will be a puppy, a puppy that can only bark."
It would be such a terrible thing to turn into a puppy that could only bark. Yier believed it this time and reached out to make a pinky promise with her.
Meng Yuning held him horizontally in her arms, then pulled his blanket over and let him hold it. Then she slowly rocked her body, patted him gently, and hummed a song: "I have a little donkey, and I never ride it..."
Yi'er was still sobbing, but couldn't help asking: "A-Aning, what is a little donkey?"
Meng Yuning thought for a moment and said, "A donkey is a distant relative of the horse. It looks similar to a horse, but is smaller. It can be ridden or used to pull carts."
Yier: "Yier wants a little donkey."
"Uh, well." Meng Yuning was a little embarrassed: "It seems that there are no little donkeys in Lingnan." As far as she knew, there should be more in the north.
Without waiting for Yi'er to ask, Qi Jingyan spoke: "Have you seen An Ning?"
Meng Yuning shook her head: "I haven't seen it, I just read about it in a book before."
"A Ning is well-read and knowledgeable." Qi Jingyan praised and then stopped asking questions.
Yi'er didn't ask any more questions, but grabbed Aning's sleeve and shook it: "Aning sang Little Donkey."
Meng Yuning sang from the beginning: "I had a little donkey... I rode it to the market... and with a splash, I fell and got covered in mud."
Meng Yuning sang in a funny way, shaking her head. When she sang the last sentence, she pretended to be exaggerated and fell on the bed with Yi'er in her arms, which made Yi'er giggle.
The two of them laughed and joked for a while, and Yi'er had already thrown away his previous grievances. He tightly grasped An Ning's clothes with his two small hands, curled up into a ball, and nestled in An Ning's arms.
The chubby little baby felt heavy in her arms. Meng Yuning's heart softened. She put one hand around his back and gently patted his short legs like lotus root nodes with the other hand, letting him move around in her arms.
Qi Jingyan sat aside, fanning the two of them with a fan.
Soon, Yi'er's eyelashes fluttered and she dozed off. Meng Yuning then gently placed her on the bed. Yi'er started, opened her eyes, and seeing An Ning still there, she closed them again.
Soon, the exhausted little boy fell into a deep sleep.
Meng Yuning took his tiger-head quilt and placed it beside him. She took off her coat, lay down, pulled Yi'er into her arms, and lay down as well. She yawned and said sleepily, "Your Highness, stop fanning me. It's too late. You should go to bed too."
Looking at An Ning, who looked tired, Qi Jingyan was silent for a moment and then said, "An Ning, I'm sorry for bringing you back in the middle of the night."
Meng Yuning waved her hands: "It's my fault. I shouldn't have left Yi'er behind."
Qi Jingyan didn't respond. After a moment of silence, he said, "Go to sleep."
Meng Yuning said "oh" and closed her eyes.
Qi Jingyan sat there and fanned her for a while. Seeing that An Ning was sleeping soundly, he put down the fan, reached out to smooth the hair on her forehead, and patted her shoulder.
Then he gently touched Yi'er's forehead, pinched his little hand, and then slowly lay back down.
This time, as soon as he closed his eyelids, a strong sense of sleepiness came over him like a tide, and he quickly fell into a dream.
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The next day, all three of them slept late.
The first thing Yi'er did when he woke up in the morning was to look for An Ning. When he saw An Ning sleeping next to him, the little boy was very happy. He stretched out his little hand and gently touched her face, and laughed.
Seeing him look so silly, Qi Jingyan couldn't help but chuckle when he thought of how he cried last night.
Yi'er turned to look at Qi Jingyan, put a finger to her lips, and said in a petty voice: "Shh~, brother, don't make noise, An Ning is sleeping."
Qi Jingyan was both amused and confused. This little guy was clearly the one who was making the noise, but he was trying to turn the tables.
Seeing that his brother was still laughing, Yier quickly stood up, covered his mouth with his hand, frowned, and warned him with his eyes. He didn't let go until his brother stopped laughing. He wiped his hands on his brother's clothes in disgust.
Qi Jingyan was so angry that he raised his hand and slapped his little butt, making Yi'er scream.
Qi Jingyan reached out and pulled him, saying softly, "Go call Mu Yun in, let's go wash up and change clothes first."
"No, Yier wants to wait for Aning to come together." Yier twisted her little body, pulled her hand out, and lay back beside Aning, her two little hands tightly grasping her sleeves.
Qi Jingyan had no choice but to lie back down, "Okay, then I'll accompany you."
Having said that, his gaze fell on the face of the girl who was soundly sleeping.
When Meng Yuning woke up, she opened her eyes to see two smiling faces, one big and one small.
Yi'er came up and hugged her neck: "Aning, Aning."
Meng Yuning reached out and held the chubby little baby in her arms, imitating him in a pinched voice: "Yier, Yier."
Yi'er giggled. Meng Yuning looked at Qi Jingyan, who was lying on the bed, and called him, "Your Highness, Your Highness."
Qi Jingyan covered his face with his hands and laughed silently.
The three of them giggled for a long time. Meng Yuning glanced at the sky outside the window, quickly sat up, and pulled Yi'er downstairs. "Come on, Yi'er, let's hurry up. We have to make something delicious today."
Sister Zhao and the others will be leaving in a few days, so she wants to make something delicious for them.
Yi'er asked curiously, "What delicious food are you making?"
Meng Yuning first went to the window and called Mu Yun, then took Yi'er to the bathroom. "Honey-glazed barbecued pork, and sweet and sour pork with pineapple."
Yi'er tilted her head back: "A Ning, what kind of meat is sweet and sour meat?"
Meng Yuning explained with a smile, "Because when the meat is cooked in the pot, it makes a 'gurgling' sound. You'll understand it later, gurgling."
"Gugugugu." Yi'er imitated Aning's pronunciation and laughed out loud: "It's fun, Aning, Yi'er likes to eat sweet and sour pork."
Listening to the conversation between the two, Qi Jingyan couldn't help laughing.
Mu Yun walked in, bowed, and then went to support Qi Jingyan. Qi Jingyan suddenly had an idea and stopped him from holding his waist. Instead, he held his arm and tried to use his legs to exert force.
Mu Yun held Qi Jingyan's arms with both hands and looked at him with some concern.
Qi Jingyan gritted his teeth and moved his legs silently. Although it was only two steps away, by the time he sat in the wheelchair, a layer of cold sweat had already appeared on his forehead.
Mu Yun hurriedly asked, "Your Highness, does your leg hurt a lot?"
Qi Jingyan stroked his knees and nodded slightly: "Yeah." It seems that it still doesn't work.
Mu Yun hurriedly advised, "It takes a hundred days to heal a broken bone, especially since yours is broken. Didn't Doctor Tang say you'll need to lie down for at least three months? That's still some time away. We can't be too hasty. What if the bone doesn't heal properly and ends up being one longer than the other? That would make it difficult for you to walk."
As he spoke, he pointed in the direction of the bathroom and lowered his voice: "It's okay for other people, but Miss Meng might..." dislike you.
Mu Yun didn't say the second half of the sentence, but Qi Jingyan understood his hidden meaning. He glanced at Mu Yun calmly and said firmly, "A Ning won't dislike me."
Mu Yun: "Miss Meng doesn't mind, that's Miss Meng's business, but the next time you go out for an outing, like flying a kite or something, Miss Meng is running in front, and you're chasing after her with one foot high and one foot low?"
Qi Jingyan remained silent. When such a picture flashed through his mind, he couldn't help showing a hint of disgust.
That look is indeed not very decent.
He sighed softly: "Forget it, let's wait a while."
Mu Yun breathed a sigh of relief: "It will definitely get better after waiting for a while." Anyway, Doctor Tang massages His Highness regularly, so even if he doesn't walk for a few months, there will be no other problems with his legs.
While the two were talking, Meng Yuning came out of the bathroom with Yi'er, and walked straight out: "Your Highness, we'll wait for you to have breakfast."
Yi'er also urged: "Brother, hurry up."
Qi Jingyan agreed and let Mu Yun push him to the bathroom.
Meng Yuning brought Yi'er to the yard and saw that three bowls of millet porridge, two bowls of steamed eggs, a plate of steamed pork ribs with garlic, a dish of pickles, and a plate of stir-fried choy sum were already placed on the table under the pavilion. It was simple but nutritious.
Meng Yuning smiled and asked, "Did Mu Shan and the others do this?"
Mu Ying, who was waiting on the side, nodded: "Yes, my subordinates and Mu Li just brought it over. It has not been touched by anyone else and has been tested for poison. You can eat it without worry, young lady and little prince."
Meng Yuning nodded in agreement, not complaining that Mu Ying was meddling. There were so many people watching over the place these days, so it was always better to be cautious.
She looked at the quiet west wing and asked, "Where is Sister Zhao?"
Mu Ying replied, "Miss Cai woke up this morning and saw that you were still asleep, so she wandered off to the kitchen to have breakfast. Later, she was called away by the young marquis. However, before she left, Miss Cai said she would be back for lunch, so she asked you to prepare the dishes you promised her."
Meng Yuning couldn't help laughing. Sister Zhao said at the beginning that she wanted to learn cooking from her, but now that she is about to die, she still only thinks about eating every day and hasn't learned how to cook a single dish.
Qi Jingyan finished washing up and came out to see Meng Yuning sitting at the table with Yi'er waiting for him. He asked Mu Yun to push him over. As soon as he sat down, Meng Yuning happily announced, "Come, eat."
The three of them had a simple breakfast.
After dinner, Meng Yuning thought of the note from yesterday and couldn't help but lean over to Qi Jingyan and whispered, "Your Highness, that person asked me to meet him at Cha Cui Xuan this afternoon. If I don't show up, will there be any consequences?"
Qi Jingyan said gently, "It's okay. Leave this matter to Ling Chuan and Miss Cai. We just need to wait for the news."
Meng Yuning was startled: "Ah? Will Sister Zhao be in danger?"
Qi Jingyan: "Don't worry, there will be no danger."
Meng Yuning was puzzled: "But we talked for so long last night, why didn't Sister Zhao mention this to me at all?"
Qi Jingyan: "Miss Cai didn't know about this yesterday. Ling Chuan said he would contact her today to prevent her from going out and causing trouble last night."
Meng Yuning thought about Sister Zhao's quick temper and nodded: "It's true."
Seeing that she was a little worried, Qi Jingyan changed the subject: "Didn't An Ning say she was going to cook a few new dishes today? It's getting late, so go get busy."
Meng Yuning thought so too. There was no point in worrying about it. It would be better to start cooking quickly so that Sister Zhao wouldn't come back after finishing her work and the food wouldn't be ready yet. So she took Yi'er, Mu Ying, Mu Li and Mu Jiang and rushed to the kitchen in a hurry.
When he walked out of the yard, he saw Meng Jin and others waiting outside, so he said, "Let's go in and clean up." They agreed and entered the yard. Two of them ran to the main house and two ran to the west wing.
When Meng Yuning and the others arrived at the kitchen, they saw that Mu Shan had already bought all the ingredients according to her instructions yesterday. She went over to check and found that the ingredients were very fresh, so she gave Mu Shan a thumbs up.
Yier pulled An Ning's sleeve and said, "An Ning, when are you going to make sweet and sour pork? Yier wants to see it."
Meng Yuning smiled and said, "Let's make honey-glazed barbecued pork first, and then sweet and sour pork. Yi'er, can you go play outside first?"
Yier nodded and ran to the yard to play. Mu Ying and Mu Li followed closely.
Yesterday, they didn't know at first that the craftsman had slipped a note to the girl. Later, Mu Yun came to them and told them about it, and reminded them not to let the little prince and Miss Meng be alone in the future.
Mu Jiang was guarding outside the kitchen at the moment, so the two of them just had to follow the little prince closely.
Meng Yuning rolled up her sleeves, took a piece of marbling meat with alternating fat and lean meat, placed it on the chopping board, cut it into slices half a finger wide, and showed it to Mu Shan: "Just cut everything into this thickness."
Mu Shan agreed and took two guards with him who were good at cutting. They quickly cut the two large pots of meat.
Meng Yuning poured a little salt and flour into the bowl containing the meat, mixed it evenly, then added clean water, washed the meat, took it out, and placed it in a clean bamboo basket to drain the water.
She took a sharpened bamboo skewer, picked up a piece of meat and pierced it again and again, explaining, "Piercing it like this will make it easier for the meat to absorb the flavor."
After the guards had stabbed all the meat, they put it into a large basin, added onions, ginger, garlic, soy sauce, white wine, sugar, fine salt, a little pepper, and honey, mixed them evenly, coated the entire surface of the meat with the sauce, and left it there to marinate.
While waiting for the meat to marinate, Meng Yuning picked out five large pineapples from the ones she had bought, asked the guards to peel them, and then cut them into small square pieces and put them into a basin.
Add clean water to the basin, add a few spoonfuls of salt, and stir well with a spoon.
While stirring, he said to Mu Shan and the others who were gathered around him: "Whether you eat pineapples raw or cooked, you must first pickle them in salt water. This way, they will not be so astringent and will be sweeter."
"So that's how it is." Several people nodded repeatedly, indicating that they remembered it.
After the pineapples were marinated, she asked the guards to wash a large basket of pork tenderloin, cut it into small square pieces the same size as the pineapples, then wash it with flour and salt, remove it from the water, and put it into a basin.
Add salt, cooking wine, pepper, and 20 egg yolks, mix well, then add a few tablespoons of starch to evenly coat each piece of meat with the paste.
After making preparations, Meng Yuning asked the guards to pour half a pot of oil into the pot, heat the oil to 60% hot, and put the starch-coated meat pieces into the oil pan one by one to fry.
"After putting the meat in, don't move it yet. Wait until the meat is set, then stir it slowly with chopsticks to allow it to be heated evenly. Once it's golden and crispy, you can take it out."
Meng Yuning fried a few pieces and demonstrated to the guards. After they understood the temperature of the fire, she gave them the job of frying the meat.
The meat for the honey-glazed barbecued pork was also marinated, so Meng Yuning ordered the guards to add oil to another pot and heat it up. She picked up a piece of meat, put it in the oil, fried it until it was slightly charred, and then took it out.
Then he called a guard over and asked him to fry it. After all the meat was fried, he poured it back into the pot, poured all the marinade into the pot, and added appropriate amount of hot water to cover the meat.
Meng Yuning instructed the guard: "After the high heat is boiling, simmer on low heat for half an hour, then finally turn up the heat to reduce the sauce. Sprinkle white sesame seeds on it while it's still hot, and it's ready to be served."
The guard nodded and started to light the fire while watching the pot.
The pieces of meat over there had already been fried, so Meng Yuning used an idle pot to heat up the oil, put in a large bowl of sugar, and then added two large bowls of tomato sauce that Mu Shan and others had made this morning according to her requirements, added a few tablespoons of white vinegar, and simmered it over low heat until it became thick. The sauce was then ready.
Thinking about the promise I made to Yier to let him watch the "Gu Gu Gu" sound, I leaned over the kitchen door and called out, "Yier, I'm making sweet and sour pork, come and see."
Yi'er was using a small bamboo stick as a sword, fighting against Mu Jiang. When he heard An Ning calling him, he put away the bamboo stick, clasped his fists and bowed to Mu Jiang, "Hero, we'll fight again another day."
Mu Jiang clasped his fists and returned the greeting seriously: "Young man, we'll fight again another day."
Yi'er then ran over with his little bamboo stick in his hand, saying, "An Ning, Yi'er is here."
Seeing the little guy sweating profusely, Meng Yuning quickly took out a handkerchief and wiped his sweat off before carrying him to a chair nearby. "Let's get started now."
Yi'er nodded in agreement, and Meng Yuning poured the pineapple chunks, fried pork tenderloin chunks, and previously chopped green and red pepper chunks into the pot, stir-frying them evenly. When the pineapple and pork chunks were coated with the sauce, she began to simmer over high heat until the sauce thickened.
The soup was boiling in the pot, making a gurgling sound. Yi'er clapped her hands and said happily, "A Ning, this is really gurgling meat."
Meng Yuning smiled and said yes. After the soup was almost cooked, she asked the guard to turn off the fire in the stove and said, "It's ready to be served."
The guard brought out a large pot of pineapple soup. She scooped some out in a small bowl and took Yi'er to the long table in the yard. She scooped out a piece of meat with a spoon, let it cool a little, and fed it to him: "Yi'er, try it."
Yi'er was already very greedy when he saw the colorful vegetables. Now that they were at his lips, he took a bite.
The fried tenderloin was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, coated in sauce that was sweet and sour, with the aroma of pineapple. The little kid's eyes narrowed into slits, and his two little feet in the air kept kicking: "A Ning, Yi'er loves this sweet and sour pork, he loves it the most."
Meng Yuning smiled: "If you like it, eat more. Come and try another piece of pineapple."
While feeding, Cai Yuezhao's voice came from the courtyard gate: "What kind of food is that? Why does it smell sour and sweet?"
Meng Yuning hurriedly stood up. Seeing Cai Yuezhao had returned safely, she felt relieved and greeted her with a smile, "Sister Zhao, you're back."
Cai Yuezhao walked closer, looked at the dish in the bowl in front of Yier, and asked curiously: "Aning, is this the honey-glazed barbecued pork you mentioned? It looks delicious."
"This is sweet and sour pork with pineapple," Meng Yuning said, pointing towards the kitchen. "The honey-glazed barbecued pork is just about to be served."
As he spoke, he leaned close to Cai Yuezhao's ear and whispered, "Sister Zhao, how is Cha Cuixuan doing?"
When Cai Yuezhao mentioned this, her face turned ugly. She snorted, a little angry, "A Ning, you don't know..."
Halfway through her words, she waved her hand and said, "Forget it, let me eat first, and then we can talk after dinner, so as not to lose my appetite."
Meng Yuning naturally agreed and hurried to the kitchen to say, "Mu Shan, the honey-glazed barbecued pork is ready to be served."
Mu Shan agreed and opened the lid of the pot, and a rich aroma of meat wrapped in the taste of honey hit him in the face.
As soon as Yu Xiao, who was pushing Qi Jingyan over, smelled the smell, he immediately threw away Qi Jingyan's wheelchair, ran to the kitchen window in three or two steps, and sniffed hard: "What is this smell? It smells so good."
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