In the entire mansion, as long as they have eaten something made by Zhao Qingyan, they are very respectful to her, and Zhao Qingyan doesn't care about these respects.

As long as she can be safe and secure, she is satisfied.

When Zhao Qingyan walked into the house, Wen Zichen, who heard the footsteps, raised his head, looked back, and sure enough, he saw Zhao Qingyan: "Mother!" ”

Seeing Wen Zichen's sleepy-eyed look, Zhao Qingyan reached out and touched his head very dotingly, and said, "Chen'er is awake, have you eaten?" ”

"No, Chen'er has been waiting for her mother to come back." Wen Zichen was coquettish in Zhao Qingyan's arms, while Zhao Qingyan opened the food box and handed the fragrant noodles to Wen Zichen.

And seeing Zhao Qingyan's noodles, Wen Zichen's face was full of joy, "Mother, it turns out that you are not in the house just to cook for me!" ”

"Otherwise, what does Chen'er think?" Zhao Qingyan smiled.

Wen Zichen didn't answer, but devoured the noodles in his hand, "It's worthy of making noodles, it's delicious." ”

While talking, Wen Zichen was eating, while Zhao Qingyan gently patted Wen Zichen's back and said, "I know that what I make is delicious, but you have to slow down, otherwise you will choke." ”

"How can my mother have time to make noodles for Chen'er to eat?" After Wen Zichen finished eating, he asked.

It stands to reason that Zhao Qingyan should have gone to cook something for Wen Qiao to eat at this time, Zhao Qingyan shook his head, "Today, my mother wants to accompany Chen'er, so I will make noodles for Chen'er." ”

"Chen'er, you look like this, you just woke up." Zhao Qingyan said, yawning.

She got up early in the morning to buy ingredients on the street, but she didn't expect to experience those things in the kitchen, Wen Zichen saw that Zhao Qingyan was a little sleepy, and said, "Mother, if you are sleepy, go to sleep." ”

"Mother, go wash your dishes, and go to bed." After Zhao Qingyan finished speaking, he stood up, took the bowl in Wen Zichen's hand into his hand, and then said: "Chen'er is waiting for her mother here obediently, and her mother will come back in a while." ”

Hearing this, Wen Zichen nodded, "Okay, then mother, you have to hurry up." ”

Already out of the house, Zhao Qingyan didn't hear Wen Zichen's words, when she came back after washing the dishes and chopsticks, Wen Zichen was already looking at herself on the bed, "Mother has finished washing the dishes and chopsticks, come and sleep, Chen'er will accompany you."

The wind at night carried a hint of coolness, and a gust of wind blew into Zhao Qingyan's house along the window, and Zhao Qingyan got up and closed the window.

She sat on the bed boringly, and unconsciously a trace of sleepiness hit her, and Wen Zichen was already asleep.

The quilt that had already been covered, Zhao Qingyan pulled up the quilt and clothes and went into the quilt.

Just as he was about to fall asleep, there was a noise outside the door.

"Aung Aung Aung"

Seeing this, Zhao Qingyan got up and asked, "Who is it?" ”

This made her a little surprised, how could someone still knock on the door at such a late hour?

When the words fell, a magnetic voice came from outside the door: "It's me." ”

"What?" Zhao Qingyan couldn't help but ask again.

Wen Qiao heard this, looked at the things in his hand, and then coughed lightly: "Ahem, naturally I have something to give you." ”

Seeing this, Zhao Qingyan didn't expect Wen Qiao to come to deliver something to him so late, and finally after thinking about it, she got up and opened the door for Wen Qiao, after all, she only came to the house today, if she didn't open the door for him, how to say it, it didn't seem to be too much to say.

After Zhao Qingyan opened the door, he saw Wen Qiao's somewhat handsome face.

Wen Qiao saw Zhao Qingyan open the door and walked straight in, and only after sitting down on the bed did he speak: "I heard that your arm is injured, this is a very effective medicine for external injuries in the palace, and it will not leave a scar if you use this medicine." ”

After that, he stretched out his hand and handed it to Zhao Qingyan, but he didn't say anything.

Zhao Qingyan looked at the medicine in his hand and thought thoughtfully.

Although she is not afraid of scars on her hands and arms, she must be said to be a woman who is also subconsciously afraid of scars, and now that he has sent this medicine to her, it is tantamount to sending charcoal in the snow.

"Thanks, I just happen to need this medicine." Zhao Qingyan was not polite to Wen Qiao, and thanked him when he took it.

Seeing this, Wen Qiao just nodded and didn't say anything.

Zhao Qingyan didn't care about Wen Qiao, walked to the side and opened the ointment and wiped it on his wrist, Xu is injured area is a little large, it took 5 minutes to treat the wound completely, but when she turned around, she found that Wen Qiao was still here.

"Does the prince still have orders?" Zhao Qingyan couldn't help but ask when he saw that Wen Qiao was still not leaving.

Wen Qiao heard this, looked at the room with divine eyes, and said softly: "I have something I want to talk to you about, I don't know if you are suitable?" ”

looked at the bed quilt that Zhao Qingyan had already made, and there was a small arch on it.

Seeing this, Zhao Qingyan said that he would see what he had to say for the sake of this ointment.

"What's wrong?" After that, she also sat on the bed, but kept a certain distance from Wen Qiao.

Seeing this, Wen Qiao did not speak in a hurry.

He organized some language in his mind before deciding to speak: "The old lady returned home early, which was unexpected by us, so..."

As early as before, the news from the old lady would come back at the end of the month, and he also thought that he would arrange someone to pick up the old lady back to the house later, but he never thought that the old lady would return to the house in advance, not only that, but they didn't have time to send someone to greet him, which led to today's incident.

Hearing this, Zhao Qingyan knew what Wen Qiao meant by this, but nodded lightly and did not say much.

Seeing that Zhao Qingyan didn't answer, Wen Qiao couldn't help but change the topic again: "I hope you can stay in the mansion in the future." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Qingyan was stunned, to be honest, she really hadn't thought about this problem.

Mrs. Cheng doesn't like herself, she has always known this. Since the day she was kicked out of the mansion by Mrs. Cheng, she never thought that she would one day be able to return to this mansion, she had been living in the village before.

However, Zhao Qingyan would not respond so easily.

"Your mother's prejudice against me is not small, are you sure?" Zhao Qingyan spread his hands helplessly.

"I'll fix it." Wen Qiao's eyes darkened.

"You just do what you had before." She hasn't forgotten the restaurant.

Wen Qiao heard this, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "Oh? ”

I saw him wave his sleeves and wave his hand, and said this sentence very heroically: "Deal!" ”

Zhao Qingyan nodded, for the sake of Grandpa Mao, she was willing to go to the soup!

"The prince still has orders? Can you finish it all at once, I still have to sleep? Seeing that Wen Qiao was still there, Zhao Qingyan yawned indecently and said lazily.

Wen Qiao heard this, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching: "This is my house, why am I leaving?" ”

Yes? Zhao Qingyan was stunned, isn't this the guest room prepared for her by the old lady? When did it become his room? Looking around again, there is really a little bit of warm taste.

"Haha, Shizi will tell jokes." What a cold joke!

Wen Qiao glanced at Zhao Qingyan, she thought this was a joke?