Ye Zhiwei looked at the eighteen vegetarian books, and after listening to Xia Xiaomo's explanation, she realized that what was written in this book was actually the dishes in the palace.

She was immersed in studying the recipe when she heard a slight sound from the crystal curtain, as if someone had entered.

Xiaolian, she didn't raise her head and said, "If the fish soup is cooked, put it there first."

No one responded to her. A faint smell of dipterocarp came to my face.

Raising his head, he saw Feng Duhan standing in front of the table with his hands tied, his face was a little pale, and his phoenix eyes were deep with a trace of tiredness, but his expression was indifferent and calm, he seemed to hide all the cut in his body, even if it was stormy, the surface was always the same.

Ye Zhiwei lost her mind when she looked at him.

At this moment, they seemed to fall into reincarnation, and time went back to their previous lives.

His bloodless appearance made her hurt fiercely somewhere in her heart.

What are you looking at, the wind is cold, and the phoenix's eyes droop slightly, avoiding her inquiring gaze. Pick up the book "Eighteen Vegetarian Things" on the table.

He gave you the book, and he raised an eyebrow.

"You knew that he had this book, Ye Zhiwei said strangely.

Feng Duhan threw the book back on the table: "These eighteen dishes are the favorite dishes of the Queen Mother today, and this year is the 70th birthday of the Queen Mother." There are quite a few people who are playing with the idea of it.

Ye Zhiwei smiled like a little fox: "If you dedicate it to the Queen Mother, you should get a lot of rewards."

Feng Dusk Han's phoenix eyes squinted, and he said helplessly: "What else do you like besides silver?"

"I like you. Ye Zhiwei chuckled.

Countless memories. Like a tidal wave, he stood there looking at her, her laughter overlapping with her in this life...... It calmed the anxiety and insecurity in his heart for days

At this time, Xiaolian came in with the boiled fish soup, and was not surprised to see Feng Duhan standing there, but just put the bowl on the table and withdrew.

Ye Zhiwei reached out and opened the bowl, revealing the thick fish soup to reveal a milky color.

"Do you want to accompany her to make two bowls of soup?"

Feng Duhan looked at the soup bowl for a long time before he spit out a word: "Okay."

The noon sun is spicy on the ground. Outside the window, the silk wind didn't know that it was screaming in the trees.

Feng Duhan leaned on the bamboo couch near the window, Ye Zhiwei held a book in her hand, and a fan was fanning him.

It only took a few slaps of her hand before he grabbed it.

"No, it's not hot. His voice was soft, as if he was half-asleep.

Ye Zhiwei withdrew her hand from his. Continue to shake softly, "You sleep, you don't care, so much nosy, what do you do."

The wind twilight and cold raised his head slightly, and the light in the depths of his eyes was scattered, just like the stars in the night sky, "There are still eight days...... He said quietly.

Ye Zhiwei blinked, suddenly understood the meaning of his words, and punched him half angrily.

There are eight days left to be a good day for them to get married.

"You must not go away for a nap for your husband. Although it was a commanding tone, his lazy appearance at the moment was intimidating.

"Got it. Ye Zhiwei shook the fan and joked: "Even if the money falls from the sky outside, it won't leave."

A smile escaped from the corner of his lips, and before it could spread, he was already asleep.

Tsing Yi stood outside the crystal curtain, listening to the movement inside, and it took a long time for him to breathe a sigh of relief.

He finally understood what the prince had come all the way to here.

It turned out that he was here to catch up on sleep.

The prince was afraid that he would have a dream attack in the palace at night and frighten Princess Nan, so he didn't even sleep for a few nights, but just buried his head in dealing with the affairs of the court and China.

Now I am most looking forward to Miss Ye marrying into the Nanwang Mansion, in addition to the prince of Nanwang, I am afraid that there will be a few guards around the prince.

The prince doesn't sleep, they don't dare to rest, others are okay, especially Tsing Yi has almost become a panda eye.

Looking at the crystal curtain that was still and did not move, Tsing Yi sighed silently and softly, there are still eight days...... Their hard days can come to an end.

Seeing that the day of marriage is getting closer and closer, on this day, Nangong Yan sent someone to the house to hand over the post, saying that he was going to Tianchan Temple to make incense.

Ye Zhiwei didn't want to go out of the house, but the second lady said that she should go to ask for a sign before getting married, and asked her to bring Ye Yaoqin with her.

Ye Zhiwei didn't want to go with Ye Yaoqin to enter the incense and shirk it in every possible way, so on the second day, the Fang family had to take Ye Xuelian and Ye Yaoqin on the same road.

Nangong Yan also brought Han Chuchu and them in the same carriage, Fang Shi and Ye Yaoqin sat in the carriage behind.

Tianchan Temple incense is in full swing, people come to the temple, wait for almost two hours before getting off the horse and entering the temple gate.

Follow the mountain road straight to the temple, and the road is full of greenery, birds and flowers.

Ye Zhiwei and Nangong Yan followed Han Chuchu up the stairs, and Fang took Ye Yaoqin and Ye Xuelian to follow behind.

Nangong Yan urged Ye Zhiwei to ask for a marriage sign, Han Chuchu didn't want to ask for a sign, but Nangong Yan couldn't bear it, so he also begged for support, but after the sign, he refused to show them.

Ye Yaoqin and Ye Xuelian also asked for a sign, because Ye Xuelian had not yet agreed to be married, so it was inevitable that they would blush when they asked for a sign, and Ye Yaoqin was full of joy, and after drawing lots, she hurriedly ran to unsign.

Nangong Yan, they finished signing first, so they pulled Ye Zhiwei to the side to enjoy the flowers.

There were a lot of female relatives gathered under the trees on the side, all of them were ladies and ladies from various provinces, but for some reason, Ye Zhiwei always felt that it was cold behind her, as if someone was staring at her. Jin St. Buba.

She looked around but found nothing.

"What's wrong with you today, the absent-minded Nangong Yan teased, "But because I'm in a hurry to get married, I don't even have the heart to come out to play."

Ye Zhiwei glared at her, and the two laughed again.

Ye Yaoqin stood beside the second lady with a handkerchief in her hand, observing the rules, and looked at Ye Zhiwei more and more, and they were not pleasing to the eye.

I couldn't help muttering, "There are not even the slightest rules, and such a person is worthy of marrying into Nanwangfu."

Fang and Ye Xue turned their heads as if they hadn't heard the mother and daughter whispering.

Because they were going back to their homes that day, they only stayed in the temple for an hour, and then on the way back, Ye Zhiwei lifted the curtain of the car from time to time to look out.

Nangong Yan asked curiously, "What are you looking at."

The carriage seemed to be following them directly. She pointed behind her.

They brought a lot of guards with them on this trip, there were more than a dozen guards from Nangong Mansion alone, Nangong Yan glanced out the car window and said, "I'm not afraid of so many of us, even if they are really bad people, they have to weigh before they want to do it."

Ordinary villains don't dare to touch the ladies of the official family easily.

Nangong Yan teased her because she was too nervous, how could Ye Zhiwei be willing to be teased by her, and the two of them were making trouble everywhere, only to provoke Han Chuchu to snicker uncontrollably.

At that moment, there was a sudden sound outside, and the carriage came to a sudden halt.

Han Chuchu was unstable and almost fell out of the car.

Ye Zhiwei and Nangong Yanjiao pulled her back, and the three of them fell into the carriage together.

At this time, the shouts of the guards sounded outside, and the blades were in chaos.

Nangong Yan was about to raise the curtain of the car to see it clearly, and suddenly reached out from the outside with two big hands to grab Han Chuchu, and actually dragged her out.

'Shi Niang Painting Bone Fragrance'