"Xiaowei, you hurry up, remember to be like other maids later, just treat yourself as a piece of wood."

Aunt Lin, the kitchen manager, urged and gently pushed Meng Wei.

Meng Wei hurriedly followed behind the maids with a plate of peach kernel chicken.

She woke up from a car accident three days ago, only to find that she had traveled to an unknown dynasty, and she didn't have the life of such a young lady, but only wore it on a little maid who had just entered the mansion.

Two days ago, the little girl had a fever, you must know that in ancient times, the fever did not want to be so bottled and recuperated for two days.

Even Banlangen has not been found here, but it is conceivable that this little maid with the same name and surname as her died after two days.

Of course, she woke up and felt uncomfortable for a while, but then she secretly filled a small porcelain bottle with some wine to cool down when she was in the kitchen, and another little maid helped take care of her, so she barely got rid of the fever.

Before the original owner had a fever and rested, he didn't dare to tell others, only the person who took care of her called Zhen'er was next to her bed, and then he noticed it.

Otherwise, when the time comes, the grandmother in the house is afraid of infection and isolates her, so she is afraid that she will be thrown out of the house, and she will really die.

The original owner is still working while sick, and she is better now, and she is naturally not as ugly as before.

After setting up the dishes, Meng Wei stood on both sides with the others, watching the nose and nose with concern, and peeking at the delicacies on the table from time to time.

I think she watched those delicacies two days ago, and secretly tasted a little while people were not paying attention, but at that time she was not feeling well, and she didn't taste anything.

Now that she is in good health, she can't help but feel pantothenic acid in her stomach when she looks at the delicately presented and colorful foods.

The food of the lowest maid in the Hou Mansion is not good, except for pickles and green vegetables and tofu, it is rare to see meat, and it is very bland and tasteless.

Meng Wei, who is already a carnivore, has lost a lot of weight in the past few days, and now when she sees the table full of food, she can't control her saliva for a while, and her eyes are full of wolf light.

When Meng Wei was imagining that the little marquis would be dissatisfied with the food made by the chef and let them share the food, she didn't expect the little marquis to eat a few bites, put aside the chopsticks as usual, and then glanced around and pointed at her: "You, come over and give Ye Bu a dish." ”

Meng Wei still had wolf light in her eyes, and noticed that Zhen'er's elbow touched her arm, Meng Wei raised her head, and saw that the little Hou Ye was pointing at her, and couldn't help but be stunned, and then quickly stepped forward and picked up the chopsticks: "Little Hou Ye, I don't know which dish you want to eat?" ”

"Ye let you call the shots today, you will give Ye which dish you think is delicious, if you are satisfied, make a wish, if you are not satisfied, you will kneel outside for two hours, even if you are punished for drooling at Ye just now."

What?

Dribble?

To the little marquis?

However, Meng Wei's first reaction was to reach out and touch the corner of her mouth, and found that it was dry, only then did she suddenly realize that she had been tricked, forgot the identity of the other party for a while, and glared at him angrily.

Ye Zichuan didn't expect Meng Wei to react like this, but he was amused by her, and he didn't care about the glare: "You have a personality, but you better hurry up, you are not the kind of person who has kung fu to wait for you." ”

Ye Zichuan, who reacted, was shocked, and hurriedly lowered his head and stepped forward.

She knows that this little marquis is the little marquis who has collected thousands of favors in the palace of the protector of the country, although he acts absurdly, but his background is excellent, his grandfather was the founder of the country with the emperor of the Taishang Dynasty, how can the two brothers before the protector of this generation guard the frontier, either the son died on the battlefield, or the wife died in childbirth with a corpse and two lives, so there is no heir under the knee.

Mrs. Protector Marquis is not in good health, and there is only one little marquis under her knees, so this little marquis is a very precious lone seedling in the house, as long as it is not a usurpation of the dynasty, the old Marquis, the old Marquis, the old Marquis, and the two uncles of the Marquis and the little marquis will help smooth it out.

I forgot to mention that the little marquis also has an aunt who entered the palace as a concubine many years ago, and now she is already a concubine second only to the queen.

Let's ask how many hip-rubbing troops are in high positions, how can it not make people frightened?

Meng Wei glanced at it, chickens, ducks and fish, it can be said that all the animals in the waterway have arrived, no wonder I always hear this little marquis complaining that the food in the house is not good, if she eats meat every day, it is estimated that she will get tired.

Of course, she is still willing to share it now.

So, Meng Wei's face changed to flattery: "Little Marquis, you were born a person of noble status, and you are very worried about your body as a slave. ”

"Let you make a dish, what does it have to do with your body?"

Seeing the little marquis frowning, Meng Wei snickered in her heart, but her face was serious: "Little marquis, slave maid has heard that there are people who try dishes in many adults' mansions, although our Guogong Mansion is not so extravagant, but there are still people who try dishes, not to mention that you have a noble status, if you have a good one, it will be too late to regret it." ”

Ye Zichuan listened to Meng Wei say this, nodded unconsciously, and pinched his chin with the other hand: "Hearing you say this, the master is really too sloppy, after all, the master is also in the capital and Yushu Linfeng, the family background is excellent, and the most popular sons and brothers of those girls to be married in Beijing, if they have any bad intentions, and secretly drugged and want to cook mature rice with the master, then wouldn't the master be a loss?" ”

The corners of Meng Wei's raised mouth twitched uncontrollably, did you lose the raw rice when it was cooked and cooked?

Do you dare to touch your conscience and say it again?

I don't know if Ye Zichuan heard Meng Wei's heart, and the hand that was stroking his chin couldn't help but slowly go down and caress his heart.

When Meng Wei mentioned it in her heart, she thought that she had inadvertently said what she thought in her heart just now, but when she heard Ye Zichuan's words, she couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"Those women have grown up in the backyard since they were children, and the means are endless, fortunately, you remind them, otherwise the famous name of the master in this life may really be planted in their hands," Ye Zichuan frowned and looked at Meng Wei, "Little girl, your proposal is good, but this kind of tasting is dangerous, I don't know if you have a good candidate?" ”

Hearing this, Meng Wei's spirit was shocked: The opportunity has come!

If you don't say anything now, if you want to eat meat in the future, you have to look through the autumn water.

So Meng Wei straightened her chest with a loyal look on her face: "Little Hou Ye, the people in the mansion are naturally loyal to Xiao Hou Ye, but this proposal was put forward by the slave maid, and it is a bit dangerous, if you recommend other people, it will be a little inappropriate, if the Hou Ye doesn't mind, why don't you let the slave maid be the one to try the food?" ”

"You?" Ye Zichuan looked at Meng Wei's villain, and seemed to be a little suspicious, "Why are you willing to poison yourself?" Isn't it that you are also Xiao Xiangye? ”

Meng Wei: ......

Is this girl narcissistic?

Even the twelve-year-old girl of the original owner did not let go?