Except for two pots of flowers, the sudden extra things in Juwei Zhai are not uncommon.

To Qi Zhengzhi's surprise, he liked all these things.

Two pots of flowers were originally the most common jasmine, but it is a bit rare to see jasmine in full bloom in this harsh winter.

Among the many flowers, Qi Zhengzhi's favorite is jasmine.

He thought that although jasmine did not have a stunning appearance, it had the fragrance of plum, the remoteness of orchids, and the holiness and elegance of magnolias, but they were far more intense than their fragrance, which was very much in line with his heart.

In addition to the jasmine flowers that amazed him, there was a steaming hot pot on the round sour pear table, and the charcoal fire was burning in the stove.

There are more than a dozen dishes of neat and clean ingredients around the hot pot, including his favorite lamb slices, foie gras, fish rolls, etc., and if you look closely, none of them are not his favorite food.

On a cold winter day, one of his favorite things to do is to sit around the table with Hui Niang, and warm up with a few bites of hot lamb slices.

And what surprised him even more was that he, who had no appetite, smelled the fragrance of vegetables wrapped in flowers at the moment, and his stomach was gurgling.

He's hungry!

Thinking about it carefully, he still ate two gold and silver steamed buns and a bowl of chestnut porridge for breakfast, he should have been hungry a long time ago, but he was angry by his father's words before, and the hurtful words that Hui Niang said later, made him forget that there is such a thing as eating.

What made him even more ashamed was that when he thought of eating it, he couldn't help but swallow his saliva at the moment and smell the vegetables, feeling that this saliva would flow out later.

Thinking of this, he didn't care about anything else. sat down at the table first, sandwiched a piece of mutton into the pot with his own hands, and then asked Chang Sui Qingyi. "Qingyi, you asked you to prepare these things?"

In addition to Hui Niang and his mother, only Qing Yi knows his preferences.

But Hui Niang and the others are annoyed with him right now, and they will never think about him so thoughtfully, then there is only Qingyi.

No, Lian'er also knows his preferences, and used to cook his favorite food by himself.

It's just a pity......

Thinking of the White Lotus. His mood suddenly darkened, and the food in front of him seemed to have lost its appeal.

Qing Yi shook his head with a guilty face, "Master misunderstood." The little ones don't have this good craftsmanship, these things are specially prepared for you by the Fleur girl, all the soup made by the Fleur girl herself, and these dishes are also washed and cut by herself. ”

He pointed to the hot dishes. Boasting of Hibiscus.

Think of Hibiscus's charming smile. A suspicious red color appeared on his face.

The restless heart rippled a little.

"Fleur?" Qi Zhengzhi was about to put the scalded mutton slices in his mouth, and he couldn't help but pause when he heard this.

Mother, Hui Niang, and eldest brother's accusations against Fleur still echoed in his ears, making him involuntarily have some doubts about Fleur.

If Fleur really didn't have any problems at all, Jin Zhutou wouldn't have taken her to the government office.

Under normal circumstances, the yamen will only bring criminals suspected of committing crimes for interrogation, and he has been an official for many years, so this simple truth is naturally understood.

This indicates that Fleur is most likely the one who trapped her father in injustice.

The mutton was in his mouth, and Qi Zhengzhi was a little embarrassed to eat it, but the meat was too fragrant. Abandon it and give up, and his eyes are a little wandering.

Qing Yi didn't know what he was thinking. It's just that when he suddenly became distracted, he hurriedly persuaded, "Master, you haven't eaten anything all day today, you should have been hungry a long time ago, so let's put it aside for the time being, and eat first."

Either way, your own body is the most important thing. ”

Yes, eat first!

Qi Zhengzhi also secretly persuaded himself.

He re-soaked the lamb and then took it in his mouth, and the aroma immediately filled his mouth.

The smell had a sense of déjà vu, which he liked the most.

After taking the first bite, Qi Zhengzhi was out of control, put everything behind for the time being, and concentrated on eating.

Secretly smacking her tongue while eating, she not only knows what he likes to eat, but even the taste of the dipping sauce he likes is clear, and the ratio of ingredients is very much in line with his preferences.

It can be seen that she really cares about him and treats him as a brother.

"Miss Furong is really careful, not only knows her preferences, but also cooks herself, she is really a rare good girl." Qing Yi saw Qi Zhengzhi's joy of eating, and spared no effort to say good things for Furong.

"Qingyi, what do you tell her about my favorite food, right?" Qi Zheng asked.

"Master misunderstood, Miss Furong never asked the little one, and the little one didn't take the initiative to tell her, maybe it was not certain to ask the Hou Ye." Qing Yi shook his head and said.

"Very likely." Qi Zhengzhi also believes that this possibility is the greatest.

Qi Zhengzhi felt that today's hot pot was the best he had ever tasted, and he unconsciously ate two more bites.

Just as he was thinking about getting up to consume food, Qing Yi had already brought a cup of hot fragrant tea over and said, "Master, please drink tea, this is a tea powder specially brewed by Miss Furong, which helps digestion."

Wait for you to go to bed, the little one will make you a cup of sleeping tea, which has the effect of calming the nerves and helping you sleep, you have not been sleeping very well recently, and the tea of the hibiscus girl is really a charcoal in the snow, too timely. ”

"Okay." Qi Zhengzhi took the tea in Qingyi's hand and took a sip gently, his heart warm.

No matter where Fleur learned about his preferences, or how sincere she is, it is heartwarming.

She knew that he was tired of driving, prepared his favorite food for him, and thoughtfully prepared food tea, all of which could not help but move him.

She has no blood relationship with him, but she knows that she cares about him, and what is the rebel girl doing at the moment?

Did the rebel girl ever think that her Lao Tzu not only suffered from a belly of wretchedness, but also hungry, she was like the cold wind of the harsh winter to his father, and she still expected him to love her?

Compared with the two compartments, Hibiscus is the warm sun and charcoal fire in winter, Qi Miao is the ice and snow of the cold wind of Sanjiu, Qi Zhengzhi naturally chose to move closer to Furong.

In fact, Qi Miao really thought about giving Qi Zhengzhi food.

She had this idea, mainly hoping that her mother and him would be well.

But then she dispelled this idea again, because eating food is something that is directly imported, and if Fleur does something in secret, she will not be able to explain it clearly, and she will purely make trouble for herself.

That's it, she should stay honest, anyway, without her food, he will never be hungry, there is such a good opportunity to please, I believe that people with a heart will never give up.

Sure enough, she quickly learned about Furong sending food from Qin Si's mouth.

Hearing what things Furong sent, Qi Miao also secretly wondered that Furong had inquired about her father's preferences so clearly, she was really 'hearted'!

However, she is most interested in the two pots of jasmine that bloom out of season.

She decided to go to Juwei Zhai tomorrow to have a look.

But after Qi Zhengzhi ate and drank enough, he sat in front of the bookcase and carefully sorted out the completely different words of Qi Changxin and Shen, and analyzed which was right and which was wrong.

What he didn't know was that something happened a little later in time that he would regret for the rest of his life. (To be continued.) )

PS: I'm sorry everyone, there are guests at home in the afternoon, and they leave very late, so they can only code out two thousand, and they will continue to make up tomorrow!