Ji Xianzhi saw that her face changed, and couldn't help but explain for Ning Nanwu: "The lord has no choice... He..."

Before he finished speaking, Qian Shan resolutely interrupted him: "Mr. Ji doesn't need to say much, the slave and maid understand, I believe that the female monarch can also understand the lord... The slave and maid retired first. ”

Qian Shan owed him a debt, and without waiting for Ji Xianzhi to speak again, he turned around and ran towards the courtyard of the East Kitchen.

Ji Xianzhi knew that no matter what he said at this time, it would be useless. So he sighed, turned around and left the east courtyard.

Qianshan ran to the stove room angrily, and before she could go in, she saw Jiang Chengjia squatting in front of the stove with a sweaty face at this time. Seeing this, she felt a sense of distress in her heart, and suddenly felt that she couldn't say anything about Ning Nan's worries.

These days, Jiang Chengjia laughs only a handful of times, sitting on the low couch in the house day after day, as if he has lost his soul. Now it's hard to smile again because of the agreement with my uncle, if I tell her now...

Qian Shan thought about this, and swallowed the words back when they came to her mouth.

Jiang Chengjia added firewood, stood up again and uncovered the lid of the pot, the heat on her face made her a little dizzy, and she immediately felt a little unsteady under her feet.

Qian Shan hurriedly ran up to help her, and said worriedly: "Girl, let's go outside and rest first, right?" I'll take care of it here. ”

Jiang Chengjia smiled at her and said, "Don't worry, I'm fine." This soup cake is hard to control, and if you are not careful, it will be overstewed... At that time, the powder will rise, and if you absorb too much water, you will not be strong enough to eat. If you really want to help me... Let's take a look at the flax cakes on the steamer, okay? ”

She was quiet and happy. But this look full of interest made Qianshan even more sad. So he stood beside her in a daze, distracted.

Jiang Chengjia saw that Qianshan had not moved for a long time, so she was puzzled, and looked up at her, but saw that this girl was stunned and didn't know what she was thinking. So he casually asked, "What's wrong?" So absent-minded? You just went out... But Uncle Ji is looking for it? ”

When Qian Shan heard this, her heart trembled slightly, and she woke up and said, "It is indeed Mr. Ji who is looking for it." ”

"But the lord is hungry?" Jiang Chengjia looked at her with a smile, rubbing the awakened dough vigorously with both hands, and constantly patting the white noodles in his hands with forty percent of the force. When the dough is pulled with a little force, it is only after passing the oil tea again, and continue to knead it on the long dough cutting board. Wait until the water in the pot boils, and then quickly pull out the fine noodles from the large dough and knead them into strips, and under this skillful technique, the pot is soon filled with noodles. The sesame oil and face incense also drift out with the continuous tumbling of the hot water.

Although Qianshan has seen her own girl make this soup cake more than once, every time she looks at it again, she is always amazed by her technique and the aroma wafting out when she boils the silk in clear water. I can't put it into words...

She was attracted by the soup cake, but forgot to answer, and continued to stare at the pots and pans in a daze.

Jiang Chengjia couldn't help but smile when he saw her like this: "If you want to eat in the future, when you return to Luoyang, I will teach Xue Qing in person, and in the future, when the two of you become relatives, he can make it for you every day." ”

Qian Shan was imagining the scene when Jiang Chengjia sprinkled the sauce when the soup cakes were cooked, and suddenly heard Xue Qing's name, her face instantly turned red, and she lowered her head and said angrily and coquettishly: "Girl, don't talk nonsense!" ”

"Alright! If you continue to be so absent-minded, I will continue to talk nonsense. Jiang Chengjia knew that she was thin-skinned, and after quapsing this, she immediately reined in, "Say, you are so preoccupied, but what did Uncle Ji say to you?" Is there something about the lord? ”

"Huh?" Qian Shan froze, his face hesitated, not knowing whether to say it or not.

She hesitated for a long time, and finally gritted her teeth and said, "Mr. Ji said... I'm afraid my lord won't be able to accompany you to dinner today..."

Jiang Chengjia's hand holding the long-handled soup spoon shook slightly, his face was covered by foggy moisture, and he couldn't see what kind of expression it was.

But the stove house was silent for a moment, and the quiet Qianshan panicked.

"Girl... Maybe the lord is in a hurry. Qian Shan felt that it was really scary to be quiet, so she hurriedly opened her mouth to explain for Ning Nan.

Jiang Chengjia took the long spoon, pinched the long handle of the pot lid, and closed the steaming pot. The steam dissipated, and I saw her look as usual, and she smiled at Qianshan and said, "He has something important to do, don't worry." These dishes... I just went to the South Courtyard. My mother has been eating liquid food for the past few days, and she should also replenish her body. ”

She didn't seem to care, and after hanging her head, she unconsciously showed a disappointed look. Qian Shan saw her pretending to be forced, and her heart was filled with a sense of bitterness.

"Girl—" she muttered.

"Huh?" Jiang Chengjia looked up at her, and when she saw Qianshan's worried and distressed look, the corners of her mouth that drooped unconsciously were raised by her. She smiled, broke the dull atmosphere in the room, and said casually, "What is your expression?" Am I not sad yet? How can you feel more sad than me? ”

What Qianshan is most afraid of is Jiang Chengjia, who is holding on to her emotions and pretending to laugh like this, she wants to speak, but she doesn't know what to persuade her. Fish fish

"Okay, okay, go and take a look at the flax cakes in the steamer for me, if you steam for a long time, I'm afraid it won't taste good." Jiang Chengjia immediately sent her to the side, turned around and showed a lonely look on her face. She looked at the six or seven meals on the high table beside her, and sighed silently.

Qian Shan was pushed aside by her, and when she looked at her again, she saw that Jiang Chengjia had already gone to another idle stove to prepare the juice.

Xiao Cui was still packing up other ingredients outside.

Today's feast is perfect... It was she who carefully prepared a meal to apologize to Ning Nan. At the moment, it seems that this perfect banquet can only be stopped, and there is no one to tell if it is pressed in the bottom of my heart and full of words.

Jiang Chengjia put down the kitchen knife, pushed open the window, and his mood suddenly fell to the bottom. But when he turned around, he saw that Qianshan and Xiaocui were still busy. She felt that she shouldn't worry them, so she pushed on and continued the feast.

Backyard.

After Ji Xianzhi left the east kitchen, he went back to the west courtyard from the small corridor in the backyard.

Bi Yunfang returned from Cao's place, and happened to see Ji Xianzhi who had returned in a hurry, so he called him out loud: "Old Ji." ”

Ji Xianzhi entered the courtyard from the back door, and heard Biyun's call from the side, so he quickly stopped and looked to the side. I saw Bi Yun standing in front of the wall in the west courtyard looking at him.

"At this hour... How did you get back from the South Courtyard? ”

Biyun rarely returned to the West Courtyard at noon, and when she saw her at this moment, Ji Xianzhi was naturally a little surprised.

"Madame wanted to be quiet alone, so I dismissed the servants and maids who were waiting in the house, and left a small servant to guard them first. Come back and get some clothes. Looking at Madame's illness, I'm afraid I'm going to spend the night with me. Biyun explained.

Ji Xianzhi nodded, glanced at her somewhat bad face, and couldn't help but nag: "Madam, this disease needs to be taken care of." When you stay with you all night, you should also pay attention to your body, so as not to burn out. ”

"Hmm." Bi Yun responded, "I know this. ”

Ji Xianzhi entered the house with her. The two of them sorted out the messy house that was messed up by Ji Que a little.

And the finch did not know where to go, and with which servant she played. You don't care. Bi Yun grumbled.

Ji Xianzhi echoed: "Why don't you care? In a few days, the husband invited by the lord from Jianye arrived, and the girl's good days came to an end. At that time, I can only stay in the house and study. Don't worry about that, I'll take care of everything. ”

Bi Yun quickly made Ji Que's small bed with her hands and feet, then sat on the mat in the center of the room and poured a pot of water to drink, and asked while drinking, "What's the matter with the lord and the lady?" What's going on with Mrs. Xiang? I remember... Didn't the lord like Mrs. Xiang the most? How did she grow up, but I got a little tired of her. Since I'm bored... And why do you deliberately approach it? ”

Ji Xianzhi took out some clothes from the suitcase for her, then took a long scarf and packed it, walked up to her, and sat down cross-legged.

"No matter how much the lord liked Mrs. Xiang when he was a child, he can't continue to like it now... After all, Mrs. Naxiang is the widow of the former Great Sima Wei Cao. He didn't deliberately get close, but because of the friendship they grew up with, they were a little close. Ji Xianzhi concealed his childhood worries for Ning Nan, and explained.

Bi Yun glanced at him and sighed: "You have something to hide from me, I will know by looking at your expression... If it's a matter of the Lord's private affairs, you can just say it, and I won't ask too much, and I don't have to refuse to tell me in a roundabout way. If the lord really just treats Mrs. Xiang as the widow of his best friend, then the servants and maids in this mansion will not point at him and whisper. ”

Ji Xianzhi's face stiffened slightly, and he smiled at her warmly: "I can't hide anything from you." ”

"If the lord asks you to hide it, you don't tell me." Bi Yun waved her hand, took the burden in his hand, got up and walked outside the house.

"That's leaving?" Ji Xianzhi still wanted to leave her to narrate, so he hurriedly asked.

"Gone. There is only a small guard left on Mrs. Nanyuan's side, and I don't feel at ease. Biyun walked straight towards the gate of the west courtyard.

Ji Xianzhi sat in the hall and sighed. Looking away, he remembered what Biyun said.

If you want to say why the lord hates Li Xiangjun so much, it can be traced back to the reason why he was sent to the Western Desert by the king when he was eleven years old.

Mrs. Cao suffered a great humiliation when Ning Nan was seven years old, and then she has been crazy and unconscious. In the darkest years, Li Xiangjun has always been by Ning Nan's side. In his lonely and dark childhood, she was his only friend. Therefore, Ning Nanwei at that time trusted Li Xiangjun very much, and said nothing to her.

But he is also his only friend, who has been Ning Zheng's eyeliner for many years, and reports his every move to Ning Zheng.