"Man'er, is it delicious?"

Shen Man'er took a sip of the spoon handed by Wu Ye.

"Well, it's delicious. ”

One bite at a time, but after a while, half of the bowl full of chicken porridge had already entered Shen Man'er's stomach.

"Wuye, I want to tell you one thing, I'm going back to Beijing. ”

Wuye scooped the porridge for a moment, and then handed a spoonful to Man'er's mouth, and said in a gentle tone.

"Man'er, why did you suddenly remember to go back to Beijing. ”

Shen Man'er looked out the window and sighed.

"Didn't you say before that the emperor was seriously ill, Xuanyuan Che had just returned to Beijing, and the court at this time must be in chaos, and my father, as the prime minister, must be very tired, which makes me very worried.

And I've been away from home for half a year, so I should go home too. ”

Wuye looked at the lonely expression on Man'er's face.

"Man'er, if you want to go back, I'll accompany you back. ”

"I knew that no night was the best. ”

Shen Man'er happily hugged Wuye, and said a little embarrassed after a while.

"And no night, this time home, I want to take you to my father, if you can, I want you to propose to my father. ”

Wuye didn't expect Man'er to let him propose, even if it was Xuanyuan Chen in his previous life, Man'er never told him about proposing.

"Man'er, have you already thought about it? ”

Shen Man'er pursed her lips dissatisfied.

"If I don't mention it, won't Wuye plan to propose to my father?"

Shen Man'er felt a little sad in her heart, she didn't care if she got it, and it wouldn't be the same if she didn't have a night.

"Of course not, I have long wanted to marry Man'er home, but I'm afraid that Man'er won't agree. ”

Shen Man'er suddenly smiled happily, happily hooking Wuye's firm nose.

"Ah Ye is so stupid, Ah Ye is all my person, how could I disagree. ”

Three days later, Shen Man'er sat at the table and wrote seriously, this time she returned to Beijing, and she didn't know when she would come back, she wanted to settle everything here carefully.

"Miss, you've been writing for two hours, take a break. ”

Zhu'er was fanning the fan on the side, Miss hadn't rested for two hours, Miss has always been not very energetic recently, and even the night boy told her to let Miss have a good rest.

"yes, so long?"

Shen Man'er stretched her waist and was hungry.

"Pearl, I'm hungry. ”

"What the young lady wants to eat, I'll let the kitchen cook it for you. ”

Zhu'er happily put down the fan and snatched the brush from Miss's hand, Miss, finally knew that she had rested.

"Hmm... , I'm going to eat chicken blood porridge. ”

Half an hour later, Shen Man'er ate the chicken blood porridge in the bowl, but she frowned.

"Miss, what's wrong with you, isn't this porridge delicious?"

Zhu'er looked at the chicken blood porridge in front of her, and tried it before bringing it to the young lady, it was delicious.

"Zhu'er, are you sure this is chicken blood porridge?"

"Yes, miss, I was afraid that this chicken blood was not clean, so I deliberately watched the chef get fresh chicken blood and leave. ”

Is it?

Shen Man'er scooped a spoonful again and ate it in her mouth, but why did it taste completely different.

"Vomit ......"

A strong fishy smell made Shen Man'er couldn't help but spit out all the porridge in her mouth.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?"

Zhu'er rubbed the back of the young lady, why did the young lady vomit again.

No, it's definitely not chicken blood porridge.

"Don't eat, Zhu'er, you accompany me to the kitchen. ”

Shen Man'er put the bowl back on the table heavily, she wanted to see who was so bold and deceived her with such a disgusting thing.

In the kitchen, the cook stood tremblingly inside, not knowing what he had done wrong, which made the county lord angry.

"This porridge with chicken blood was made by you. ”

Shen Man'er lifted the lid of the pot, and there was still a small part of the remaining chicken blood porridge in it, and a strong fishy smell came to her nose, making Shen Man'er quickly cover her nose.

"Yes, county lord, it's a small one. ”

Shen Man'er threw the lid back heavily.

"Bold, who gave you the guts to dare to perfunctory me with this kind of thing, saying what are you doing here. ”

The cook fell to his knees in fright.

"The county lord spares his life, the little one made for the county lord is really chicken blood porridge, and the little one definitely didn't give you anything else to eat. ”

"You are talking nonsense, if this is chicken blood porridge, why is it completely different from the previous taste. ”

The chef paused and thought for a while before speaking.

"Back to the county lord, the little one doesn't know why the taste is different, but the chicken blood porridge a few days ago is also made of small ones, if it is different, only the chicken blood before was sent to the small one by the night boy. ”

Shen Man'er raised her eyebrows, but she didn't know that there was such a thing.

"Nightless for you?"

"Yes, it's the little one from the night boy. ”

Why did Wuye prepare chicken blood for himself alone, is that blood different from ordinary chicken blood.

"Are there chickens here?"

The chef hurriedly nodded.

"Yes, yes, there are a few hens in the fence yard outside the kitchen. ”

"Okay, then you kill two chickens and do it for me again, if it's not the same, I'll cut off your head." ”

The chef was so frightened that he crawled out of the kitchen, thinking that this county lord was different from those brutal county lords in the play, but he didn't expect that there was no difference at all.

Half an hour later, Shen Man'er sat at the desk and looked at the two bowls of chicken blood porridge in front of her.

Why is it still a fishy smell.

Shen Man'er picked up the spoon and scooped it up, and then frowned.

Shen Man'er swallowed the chicken porridge in her mouth, scooped a spoonful from another bowl, and ate it, her brows furrowed even more.

"Miss, is it still not delicious?"

Zhu'er looked at her own young lady, why did the young lady look very disliked.

"Master, you said that the blood was sent by the night boy before, what is wrong with that blood. ”

Strange?

The chef was stunned for a moment, is there anything unusual?

Isn't it all blood?

"Now that I think about it, it's a little strange, the blood smells like a little flower, and at first I was still thinking, where did the night boy find the chicken with the scent of flowers?

If it is not unusual to say that this man has the scent of flowers, it would be strange if it were a chicken. ”

Shen Man'er trembled suddenly, and the spoon in her hand fell into the bowl with a thud.

Wuye has a floral fragrance on his body, and he jokingly told him yesterday that he was jealous that he was more fragrant than himself.

"Miss, what's wrong with you?"

Zhu'er looked at Miss nervously, Miss Fei was uncomfortable again.

"Master, no one can tell you about making porridge today, you know?"

"Got it. ”

The chef hurriedly nodded, he was a cook, the three cities in the south of the Yangtze River belonged to the county lord, he was tired of being alive, so he didn't listen to the county lord.

Shen Man'er walked silently to her courtyard without saying a word, she was worried along the way, and almost fell down a few times, but Zhu'er grabbed her in time.

"Miss, what's wrong with you, if you think the cook is not doing well, just drive him out, why can't you get along with yourself. ”

"Zhu'er, have you ever eaten human blood?"

"Huh?"

Zhu'er thought she had misheard, but when she came back to her senses, she found that the young lady had gone away.