Knowing that Si Kou Yubing was not dead, Zhuo Nan didn't want to ask more, for fear of causing Jingrong's suspicion and causing unnecessary misunderstandings. "It's okay, you go get busy. He waved his hand and motioned for the young housekeeper to step back.

Silently watched Qing Yan busy making tea.

Lan Qi finally breathed a sigh of relief when he heard that Si Kou Yubing had returned to Zhou Kingdom.

Mama Qian went and returned with honeysuckle.

Honeysuckle took out his little clothes and sat in the corner and continued to do needlework.

Zhuo Nan glanced at Honeysuckle, looked away at Mama Qian and asked, "How did you go to Situ Mansion yesterday?" When Jing Rong was there, Mama Qian and the others didn't dare to get close at all.

Mama Qian hesitated, her expression a little complicated.

Zhuo Nan raised his eyebrows and waited patiently.

Mama Qian pondered for a moment before she said, "Madam, the old slave put three sticks of incense on behalf of the general's wife, but the Situ Mansion was not sad at all when the general's wife passed away. I heard that the female general has been busy taking care of the newborn son, and all the funeral matters are handled by the housekeeper, and the people who come to worship are ...... There are also very few. Glancing at Zhuo Nan, I saw that her face was as usual and there was no sadness at all, as if she had expected it, and immediately understood that Zhuo Qing's death was afraid that there was a mystery inside!

"Hmm. Zhuo Nan replied lightly, indicating that he understood.

The funeral was just perfunctory for people who didn't know, and Situ Yanfei naturally didn't need to act in front of an empty coffin.

Seeing that Zhuo Nan's reaction was so flat, Mama Qian immediately confirmed her conjecture even more. remembered something and reminded: "Madam, shouldn't the bed in the study be collected?" My uncle had already gone back to sleep in the room, indicating the end of the Cold War in the separate room, and the sleeping in the study should naturally be demolished.

Zhuo Nan glanced at Mama Qian and refused: "No need, since it has been placed, let it continue to be placed there, sometimes he is tired of dealing with official business in the study, and he can lie down and rest for a while." ”

Mama Qian: "...... Be. "Madame's point makes sense, but what does she always think is strange?!

Speaking of the sleep in the study, Zhuo Nan suddenly remembered that it was a young sleep, and the fox cleanliness habit definitely didn't like it, so he instructed Mama Qian: "You ordered someone to replace the bed in the study." ”

Mama Qian: "......" was a little confused. I just said that the bed doesn't need to be removed, so why should it be replaced?

Zhuo Nan casually made an excuse and explained: "That bed is too narrow, and it is uncomfortable for people to lie on it." You find someone to change it to a bigger and better one, so that I can sleep in the study and read at any time in the future. ”

Mama Qian: "...... Be. "It turned out that the lady herself wanted to enjoy it. Thinking that after Jingrong left the study, she would ask someone to change the bed.

For three days, Jing Rong accompanied Zhuo Nan at home every day, and the two stayed in the study almost all day long, never leaving.

Honeysuckle was especially happy that Jingrong and Zhuo Nan could reconcile as before.

Mama Qian was also very happy that the relationship between the two of them was worse than before after this cold war, but I don't know why, I always felt a little unsteady when I saw them inseparable! Several times she seemed to hear Jing Rong's cough.

Taking advantage of Zhuo Nan's late requirement, he asked remindedly: "Madam, is my uncle sick? The old slave has not looked very good when he sees him these days. ”

"Is he sick?" Zhuo Nan asked Mama Qian as if she didn't know anything.

Mama Qian frowned and said as if hesitating: "The old slave occasionally heard my uncle cough once or twice. ”

Zhuo Nan said disapprerovingly: "Oh, then you must have heard it wrong." I've known him so far, and I've never seen him sick. ”

Mama Qian: "...... Probably the old slave misheard. "Who doesn't get sick!

Zhuo Nan glanced at her and ordered, "I'm hungry, you go to the kitchen to see if the white fungus soup is stewed." ”

"Yes. Mama Qian turned around and retreated to the kitchen.

As soon as I stepped into the kitchen, I saw Meng Po sitting on a small stool guarding a purple clay pot that was burned on the stove, and it was estimated that it was the white fungus soup that Zhuo Nan needed in his mouth.

There are other people in the kitchen who are busy, chopping vegetables, washing vegetables, but no one is in charge of .......

As soon as Mama Qian came in, she immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Meng Po sat on the small bench and looked up at her, and replied before she asked, "There will be a while before the white fungus porridge is stewed." ”

Mama Qian was stunned for a moment, and approached with a smile on her face: "Old sister, I'll help you guard the white fungus soup, you go and stir-fry." "No one dares to take charge of the whole kitchen as long as Meng Po is there! Her cooking skills make everyone who has cooked ashamed of themselves!

Looking at Meng Po carefully, she was very white and chubby, and her hands were surprisingly white! I couldn't see a person with unique skills at all! Ordinary people were like Aunt Wang next door!

Meng Po stared at the fire and refused, "No." ”

Mama Qian was directly rejected by her, and her expression was a little stiff.

Meng Po suddenly looked up at her and said, "Madame's used food only goes through my hands, and you will be in charge when you leave the kitchen." ”

Mama Qian suddenly understood the deep meaning of her words, and was afraid that someone would do something in Zhuo Nan's eating, and the annoyance in her heart instantly dissipated. I sighed in my heart that this is a good slave of the Lord from the bottom of my heart, unlike some subordinates who are two-faced and three-faced.

Mama Qian waited for a while, and the white fungus soup was ready.

Seeing that Meng Po actually put two bowls of white fungus soup into the food box, she asked in surprise: "Madame has always only eaten one bowl, and this other bowl...... Is it for the master?" Seeing that Meng Po really nodded, the quiet lake in her heart was like being thrown into a small pebble, and the fox suspected that the water ripples were expanding more and more.

She had never seen Jing Rong use any snacks and soups, and she had never used three meals and tea.

How can you even eat white fungus soup?!

Mama Qian returned to Jinmoju with a full stomach of suspicions, stepped into the house and didn't see Zhuo Nan, and before she could ask Honeysuckle who was embroidering on the side.

Lan Qi took the initiative to inform: "Madame went to the study. ”

Mama Qian nodded in thanks, turned around and went to the study with the food box.

Passed through the guards and knocked on the door of the study.

"Come in. Zhuo Nan's voice sounded inside the door.

Mama Qian pushed open the door of the study and walked in.

At a glance, I saw Jing Rong sitting behind a desk, as if he was dealing with official documents.

Zhuo Nan was covered with a quilt and sat at the head of the bed reading a book.

Carrying the food box and putting it on the table next to Zhuo Nan's bed, he took out two bowls of white fungus soup and then walked out with the empty food box and closed the door of the study.

Zhuo Nan immediately put down the book in his hand, picked up the white fungus soup and ate it.

Meng Po stewed for a long time, and the white fungus soup melted, thick and sticky mouth.

She glanced at Jing Rong a few times while eating, but she didn't understand that he didn't even want to taste such a delicious thing.

She was already full after a bowl, but remembering the plan that Jingrong had told her, she picked up another bowl and ate it.

Jing Rong put down the official document in his hand and walked over, sat on the bed and frowned, "There's no need to wronged yourself." With her appetite, she will be full in a bowl, and if she eats too much delicious food, she will only be disgusted.