Seeing his grandmother go out, Yan Hongyi sat up with a grunt. was about to greet his wife, but saw that Hu Wanniang also went out. It's really boring, but now, for the first time after passing through the possession, I have the opportunity to control my body freely and freely, and I don't have to hide in bed and pretend to be sick. It's a wonderful feeling.

In the end, what kind of face do I have when I possess this body? With this in mind, he casually glanced at the mirror hanging by the bed.

This look, damn me, the face inside is really handsome! Although his hair is messy, his face is haggard, and his eyes are swollen like fish bubbles, his face is wide and his mouth is flat, his eyebrows are flying like swords, and his nose is straight, he is really a handsome guy, much better than Yan Donglai's face in the 21st century, which is nothing but thin.

Seeing this, Yan Hong's heart was full of joy. I can't think of it, I can't think of it, I'm a downright rich and handsome. This turnaround battle was fought, tsk......

But no matter how handsome a handsome guy is, it's not interesting to be self-pitying alone. He had to lie down in the bed boredly, humming a messy tune:

Where is Yan Hong, where is Yan Hong. Yan Hong was in the Ming Dynasty, in the Prime Minister's Mansion. There's money here, there's beautiful women there. There is a lack of a dog-headed military advisor who dies fat......

I hummed it twice, and suddenly I smelled a fragrance in my nose. The people who came back from the time were still human, and they had a basic appetite. His mouth was filled with saliva at once, and his stomach gurgled out.

You must know that he has been lying in bed for so many days, and all he drinks is ginseng soup, bird's nest porridge and other juices, although it is a great tonic, but the soup and water have passed through the intestines, after all, there is no famine.

And the smell of this food, although I can't tell what it is, one thing is certain:

It's meat.

And it's very good meat.

Yan Donglai has been hungry in the 21st century, and the feeling of being hungry and stimulated by the smell of food is no stranger to him. The only difference this time was that he knew that his hunger was only temporary. As the eldest young master of the Prime Minister's Mansion, do you really have to be hungry?

After a while, I saw Hu Wanniang holding an antique tray in both hands, came to the bed, bowed slightly, raised the tray to the center of her eyebrows with both hands, and whispered:

"Xianggong, please have lunch."

Wow, this is the legendary case of Qi Meiye! Yan Hongle blossomed.

I heard the fat man say that the first person to raise her eyebrows seems to be a woman in the Han Dynasty, I forgot whether it was the Western Han Dynasty or the Eastern Han Dynasty, but it is definitely an ugly girl, so ugly that no one wants it, so I rely on the politeness of raising the case to seduce men.

However, my wife, who looks so beautiful, and raises her eyebrows, this blessing, tsk......

While drooling, Yan Hong was polite: "Oh, thank you lady, hard work." Let's eat it too. ”

Hu Wanniang put the tray on the small table at the head of the bed, took a step back, and bowed slightly: "Xianggong, please use it, the concubine has already eaten." ”

What a disappointment. Yan Hong sighed lightly, picked up the chopsticks, and shifted his eyes from Hu Wanniang's chest to the plate.

This time, his eyes widened again. There are four plates and three bowls neatly arranged on the tray. He didn't understand what kind of material this bowl and plate was, but looking at this white porcelain blue and white, it must be extraordinary.

Four dishes, one dish is a piece of steamed sea bass, topped with some ginger and green onions, minced garlic sesame oil; One dish is a side of braised pork belly with red and trembling; One dish is eight-treasure tofu, mixed with some shrimp, crab roe, diced sea cucumber, and minced abalone; One dish is stir-fried greens. The larger bowl contains the chicken claw mushroom consommé, and the smaller bowl contains the fragrant rice stew and wowotou.

Yan Hong had already flowed a round of saliva just now, and it poured out like a tide again, and the emptiness in his stomach was extremely prominent, and he didn't care about being polite to his wife, so he picked up the chopsticks and started.

These dishes are full of flavor and aroma, and there is no need to mention a few meat dishes. Just said that it was that plate of green vegetables, Yan Donglai's classmates were not diligent at home, and after coming to Beijing, there was no distinction between grains, what Chinese cabbage, small cabbage, cabbage, cabbage, oil, and wheat cabbage were all recognized, and Comrade Yan Hong was also average in the Ming Dynasty, so he couldn't figure out what this plate of green vegetables was. But whether it tastes good or not, it is clear. The entrance is refreshing, the saltiness is moderate, and it is naturally not the same as the fried vegetables he used to eat in a small restaurant on the streets of Beijing.

It seems that the all-natural ingredients and excellent cooking make it impossible to enjoy the taste of MSG even though there is no MSG in this era!

In the 21st century, Yan Hong, a fake student who is accustomed to eating instant noodle pancakes, is like a hungry ghost reincarnated, gobbling up, sweeping the four plates like chopsticks in his right hand, holding a spoon in his left hand and drinking soup zizily, and spilling rice and vegetable soup on the table and quilt, he doesn't care. After eating almost, I poured all the leftover soup from a few plates into the rice bowl, swallowed it all, and wiped a few plates clean with the broken nest head, so I was satisfied.

Raising his head and looking at Hu Wanniang's slightly surprised eyes, Yan Hong gave a long hiccup.

"Xianggong, use ...... Running out? ”

Nonsense, do you want me to swallow all the dishes and spoons? Yan Hong nodded while picking up the towel that was already in disarray and wiping his mouth.

"Hiccup-full of warm thoughts**, hehe......"

The conscience of heaven and earth, this sentence is actually Yan Donglai's mantra in the 21st century, basically whenever he eats a hearty "big meal" (in fact, most of the time it is the standard of a street shop, forty or fifty yuan, sixty or seventy yuan for two people), he likes to jump out and ridicule it, here is purely a habit of nature.

He had absolutely no intention of using this sentence to take any further action, even if it was a reasonable and legal action.

However, seeing Hu Wanniang's soft scream of "ah", she stood up straight and took a few steps back, with an expression on her face as if she had stepped on shit.

What kind of attitude is this?

Yan Hong was a little displeased. Carefully look at the wife after her crossing, her facial features are exquisite, she is really a good beauty. If you take it back to the 21st century, you will definitely make the dead fat man jealous and hit the wall. The plain clothes have not been changed, and with that haggard look, the godless eyes really make people feel pitiful. It seems that this lady has also worried a lot during her own illness. Hey, she must not know that her husband in her body has changed.

But why was she so wary of herself? Could it be his own performance, what kind of horses and feet have been revealed? Traversers, it really shouldn't be too public, otherwise the performance is inconsistent, no wonder people feel that something is wrong.

Yan Hong coughed: "Madam." ”

Hu Wanniang took another step back, and then Yingying bowed: "The concubine is here." What else does the prime minister command? ”

Fuck, it's really family etiquette with me. Yan Hong became more and more uncomfortable. This attitude is indeed respectful and docile enough, but it is ...... for couples Although Comrade Yan Donglai was a thorough leader in the 21st century, although he heard that the feudal society destroyed the body and mind of the majority of women comrades and suppressed their individuality with all kinds of evil etiquette, no matter how they said it, the young couple closed the door, and the wife still spoke to her husband in the tone of serving the master, for the relationship between husband and wife, such an attitude is really abnormal.

What kind of family is this?

Well, think about it, after all, it is the prime minister's mansion, and the role of the feudal ruling class is above 10,000 people under one person, presumably the feudal etiquette is doubly harsh. Yan Hong felt a trace of sympathy for the wife in front of him.

So he turned over and got out of bed, scratching the back of his head: "Madam, I've been suffering from you these days, hurry up and rest." ”

In fact, there is no ambiguity in his sentence, but it seems that his wife's sleep is probably seriously insufficient in the past few days and needs to be maintained.

But as soon as the Hu clan heard this, she was shocked again, and even her voice was trembling obviously: "...... Xianggong, you are recovering from a serious illness, and it is important to take care of your body, not to mention, it is still daytime. ”

"What kind of world is this meowing?"

Yan Hong really felt like crying at this time, could it be that in his wife's heart, he was such a person?

To be honest, Yan Hong never thought that he was a decent gentleman, and besides, the person opposite was indeed a beauty, and he was also his legitimate wife.

But at least, at this moment, assure Chairman Mao and Emperor Jiajing that he definitely did not make a plan to immediately declare adultery in the daytime. The saint has clouds, and the coming days are long. It's always bad to be in a hurry.

What's more, Yan Hong is probably experienced in a hundred battles, but Yan Donglai is still a pure young man and innocent in the 21st century. He wasn't going to just casually play with the first time in his soul.

However, Hu Wanniang's startled performance aroused his unhappiness: "What about the daytime? Isn't this my Yan Hong's back house? ”

"Yes. Xianggong said yes. Hu Wanniang saluted again.

Yan Hong snorted from his nose, but he couldn't think of what to do for a while. Is it to reprimand her, tell her not to treat her husband as a monster, to comfort her, to explain that she has no bad intentions, or to simply ......

At this moment, I only heard a cough from Yan Nian, the chief manager of Yan Nian, outside the door, followed by a summons in a long tone: "Young Master Yan Hong, the old lady of the pavilion and the old man of the squire have turned around, you can go to the hall to pay a visit." ”

At this moment, Yan Hong saw the relief and luck in Hu Wanniang's eyes, as if she was glad to have escaped a catastrophe.

This made him unhappy again. So he glared at Wanniang dissatisfied, and shouted to the outside world: "I know the way, I'll come out immediately." ”

Hu Wanniang stepped forward, took out the coat from the cabinet, put it on for him, and arranged the clothes, acting skillfully and neatly, but it was more like the kind of service in place like a waiter in a big shopping mall.

Moreover, maybe it was because she was too careful, Yan Hong watched her movements, and felt that she was so positive because she was called out by her grandfather and father, and she was happy in her heart.

Thinking of this, his depression aggravated a little bit.

When Hu Wanniang tidied up her clothes, she had to take a step back. Yan Hong stretched out his hand coldly and held the late mother's wrist. Wan Niang was slightly shocked, but then her face regained her calm, and she looked at Yan Hong like that, as if to say, "Whatever you want." It doesn't matter anymore. ”

Yan Hong sighed, let go of the fragrant and smooth wrist, and suddenly shouted loudly: "Madam, you should rest early, if the woman's family sleeps too little, the meat will become sour!" ”

After shouting, he ignored Hu Wanniang's surprised eyes and jumped out of his bedroom in embarrassment.

After jumping out, he felt that although he hadn't turned into a werewolf just now, he had transformed into Li Dazui.