Chapter 249: Zhao's Rebellion
After spending most of the day in the mansion, Wen En was now painting in the pavilion accompanied by the sunset.
Directly opposite the octagonal pavilion is the kitchen window, where Wen Wan and Chef Zheng are researching how to make pastries using hibiscus flowers.
Under the guidance of Chef Zheng, Wen Wan kneaded the dough quite well, but when she was using the mold to shape the pastries, she seemed to have failed many times. Her face was alternately frowning and delighted.
In the pavilion, Wen En held a pen and looked at Wen Wan's appearance from afar through the window.
The afterglow of the setting sun fell in through the window and sprinkled on her profile, bringing a shy blush to her warm cheeks.
The evening glow was dyed layer by layer, and the setting sun seemed to be magnified on the eaves above her head. Occasionally, a bird flew across the sky, forming a perfect picture.
Wen En's eyes darkened, and he picked up his brush and started painting smoothly, as if he wanted to print her and the sunset in front of him on the scroll.
Under Wenwan's guidance, Chef Zheng made the first lotus cake of this summer.
The pastries were slightly sweet, just right for Wen Wan's taste. As soon as the pastries came out of the oven, Wen Wan picked up a piece and took a bite. Perhaps it was a little hot, so she hurriedly dropped the pastry and grabbed her pink earlobe to relieve the pain caused by the heat.
Winn also nervously put down his pen and quickly ran into the kitchen.
"Is my sister okay?"
Winn made a move to cup her hand.
Before Wen Wan could react, Chef Zheng, who was a skilled martial artist, stepped in front of Wen Wan.
"Young Master, men and women should not touch each other!"
Are you kidding? The master is not here, but there are still a few living people in the yard.
Wen En's face darkened and he put his hand down in disappointment.
Seeing this, Wen Wan cleared her throat and coughed twice, "Uncle Zheng, he just cares about me, don't make it so serious."
She smiled at Wen En again, picked up a few pieces of lotus cake with her chopsticks and put them on the plate.
"Come on, let's go out and eat some pastries. I spent most of the day making this, especially for you."
Hearing this, Winn was immediately coaxed.
He responded and followed Wen Wan back to the pavilion obediently.
Wen Wan put the plate on the table and accidentally saw the scroll on the table, and immediately exclaimed.
"Did you draw this?"
"Um."
Wen Wan was amazed and couldn't help but give Wen En a thumbs up, "What a beautiful painting! It's much prettier than me in person!"
The artistic conception, characters and sunset are all extremely beautiful.
Women all love beauty. Enen from their family painted her so beautifully, as if the camera beauty filter was set to the extreme.
Winn liked to see her laugh, and when she laughed, he laughed too.
"Sister is very beautiful."
Wen Wan didn't take it seriously and raised her hand to pinch his cheek, "You are so sweet-mouthed. It's worth it that I made lotus cake specially for you."
He didn't have much time to stay here, and Wen Wan couldn't do much for him, so she thought about trying to be nicer to him in the limited time.
So even though she rarely cooks, she still makes the pastries herself.
"Delicious." Winn ate very elegantly. He seemed reluctant to finish a piece of cake and actually savored it in small bites.
Wen Wan looked at it and couldn't help but sigh again.
Look, this is how good her brother is. He makes her, with her mediocre cooking skills, get the greatest emotional value.
When Shen Yu walked into the yard, he saw Wen Wan staring at Wen En with a motherly smile on her face.
He paused, frowned, strode over, picked up a piece of cake and took a bite.
"Chef Zheng's cooking skills are getting worse and worse. This pastry is too bland. Can't our general's mansion even afford malt sugar?"
He threw the cake to the ground in disgust.
Wen Wan was so angry that her teeth started itching when she saw this scene.
With a cold face, she gritted her teeth and asked, "Is this cake so unpalatable?"
Shen Yu was about to nod when he suddenly noticed that her expression was wrong, especially in his peripheral vision, Wen En looked like he was enjoying the show.
He was suddenly startled, his throat rolling, and he asked tentatively: "This pastry... did you make it?"
Wen Wan sneered and did not answer.
Shen Yu looked down at the cakes he had thrown on the ground, then looked at Wen Wan, whose eyes were gradually turning cold.
He swallowed and instantly forced out an awkward yet calm smile.
"Oh, I just came down from the martial arts training ground, and my arms are shaking from exhaustion. How come I can't even grab a piece of cake?"
Shen Yu pretended to explain, but seeing that Wen Wan still had a cold face, he twitched the corner of his mouth, gritted his teeth, and bent down to pick up the cakes that fell on the ground.
He patted the dust off the cake and said, "It's shameful to waste food. If you wipe the cake clean after it falls on the ground, it's still edible..."
As he spoke, he lifted up his robe to wipe the dust off the pastry, and then stuffed it into his mouth.
Wen Wan was startled and quickly snatched the cake away. "Alright, I won't let you get it dirty. I'm not that stingy. And you said I was good at pretending to be pitiful, aren't you the same?"
This little trick, do you think she can't see through it?
His subordinates were still in this yard. How could she bear to let him lose face in front of them?
Shen Yu smiled shamelessly, sat down, picked up the pastry again and started eating.
This time, he praised the cake to the skies, using almost all the fancy words he had learned in his life.
Wen En stood aside, watching Shen Yu's behavior with disdain.
A great general actually uses some women's tricks to win favor, how despicable!
Shen Yu raised his eyebrows and glared back. He was the prince of Mobei, but he acted like he was enjoying a delicious delicacy while eating such a crude pastry. How hypocritical!
Both men saw in each other's eyes the contempt that came from the other's soul.
Only Wenwan, who was completely unaware, felt that her afternoon's hard work was very rewarding.
Although everyone has their own thoughts, it is still a beautiful evening.
until……
Zhao came to the door carrying Bai Li'er's wet body.
Following behind Zhao was a large group of servants from the mansion.
Zhao's personal nanny and head maid Ling'er were wiping their tears on either side.
Zhao was seen walking to the pavilion holding the cat's body, glancing at the three people in the pavilion, and suddenly fell to her knees.
She placed Bai Li'er's body in front of her and said to Shen Yu in a mournful voice, "General, I, Zhao Qian, have been married into the General's Mansion for three years. Although I have no children, I have devoted myself to the General's Mansion and have never slacked off for a moment!"
She raised her head and cried as she said, "General, even if I can't please you, I have never done anything that would harm the General's Mansion! Even when Concubine Wan was favored, I was jealous, and secretly planned to wait until she fell out of favor, then I would waste my time on her and vent my anger.
"But..." Zhao changed the subject, "I never thought of taking her life!"
As she spoke, Zhao began to cry so hard that she was out of breath and looked like she was about to faint.
Not to mention the maids and old women who served Zhao personally, even Wen Wan in the pavilion felt a little sorry when she saw this.
Zhao choked up and cried, "I didn't kill Aunt Wan, but why did she want to kill me?"
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