Xiao Xixi saw that the situation was wrong, and was already suspicious.

She has tasted these dishes, there is no problem at all, and the taste is delicious, even if the taste is different, it will not make it so difficult for the family to eat.

Xiao Xixi looked at Xiao Jinbao.

I saw the little milk ball chewing hard with chopsticks, and suddenly spit it out.

Xiao Xixi frowned, is it so unpalatable?

Xiao Jinbao found Xiao Xixi looking at him, and quickly explained: "Auntie, I just vomit when I'm not feeling well, the food is delicious, I like it very much!" ”

He is already a sensible child, and he must not make his aunt sad!

Xiao Xixi smiled and brought a whole plate to him: "Really? I'll give you all to eat! ”

Xiao Jinbao pouted, his eyes fell on his father at a loss, and he pretended to be well-behaved and said, "Daddy, you can eat." ”

Xiao Dalang was excited and blurted out: "No, Jinbao can eat more if he likes to eat!" ”

Completely forgot that this was his son.

It's a scene of filial piety between father and son!

Si Shi pinched Xiao Dalang's thigh fiercely.

Xiao Dalang was so painful that he couldn't wait to grin his teeth, so he could only barely hold back, touched his nose coveredly, coughed lightly, and decided to say what was in his heart: "Xiao Yu, you still don't cook in the future?" ”

"Why?"

Xiao Dalang didn't want to hit his sister, so he racked his brains and said: "You did it so well, if you do it all the time, the cooks in the family will have no way to live." ”

The eyes of the others fell on Xiao Dalang quite meaningfully, with a hint of "you are so hypocritical".

Xiao Xixi felt that something was not right, why did she taste a meal without problems, and now it would make everyone so embarrassed.

She poked the system.

[In order to ensure that the host does not overturn, the system will modify the dish data, and the host does not need to thank you!] 】

It was clearly a mechanical sound, and she actually heard a bit of smugness in this sentence......

Xiao Xixi: Spicy Chicken System!

But she couldn't taste it, and she didn't give her a chance to find out at all.

Xiao Xixi, who was ruthlessly cheated by the system, said that one day the system must be governed obediently and closely, so that it will no longer care about the heavens and the earth!

Xiao Xi sorted out his mood, brought a bowl of chicken soup like a treasure, and put it in front of Xiao Xiaolu: "Sister, I made it for you!" ”

Xiao Xiaolu's expression was complicated.

Gu said: "Xixi, can my mother try it?" ”

Xiao Xiaolu cast a grateful glance at Gu.

was ruthlessly rejected by Xiao Xixi: "No, this is specially prepared for the eldest sister!" ”

Xiao Xiaolu was moved and sad in her heart, and asked, "Is this what you did?" ”

Xiao Xixi silently warned the system in her heart, asking it not to do anything about this bowl of soup.

In order to make the eldest sister feel at ease, she smiled and shook her head.

Xiao Xiaolu really breathed a sigh of relief.

Watching Xiao Xiaolu finish drinking the chicken soup, Xiao Xixi looked at the dishes on the table with a complicated expression.

Although she didn't know what it tasted like when others ate what she made, looking at their expressions, she felt that she might as well eat more by herself.

As long as she eats enough, others can eat less.

During the banquet, Xiao Xixi ate all the meals she cooked, and even looked like she was enjoying it, and the more she ate, the happier she became.

When the family saw her like this, they thought she was sad, and they all followed the dishes, and finally swept away the food she cooked.

Xiao Erlang didn't realize that Xiao Xiaorou was not there until he finished eating, so he asked, "What about the third sister?" ”

Everyone fell silent, and the dining room was instantly pin dropping.

Xiao Erlang scratched his head, and looked at Xiao Xixi as if he was asking for help.

Xiao Xixi handed him a helpless look.

On the second day, Xiao Chongye went to the king of Wei again, pleaded with three or four lows, and bled a lot of dowries, so that the king of Wei agreed to let Xiao Xiaorou marry.

However, I was only willing to give her the identity of a concubine, and I carried it in directly through the side door in a few days.

Before Xiao Xiaorou got married, Xiao Xixi went to see her.

Xiao Xiaorou was wearing a bright red wedding dress, her inky hair spread out like a waterfall, and she sat in front of the dresser with a cruel smile.

Seeing Xiao Xixi come in, Xiao Xiaorou stood up and showed her the wedding dress on her body.

"Second sister, look, is my wedding dress good-looking?"

Xiao Xixi stood there expressionlessly, staring at Xiao Xiaorou, who was almost crazy, and asked, "Is it worth it?" ”

Xiao Xiaorou's laughter stopped, and she turned to look at Xiao Xixi with tears in her eyes, her jaw trembling: "I have no choice." ”

No matter how beautiful the wedding dress is, Xiao Xiaorou can only wear it before getting married.

She is just a concubine, and she was not loved by King Wei before she got married, and her future life will only be difficult.

"You're doing it yourself."

Xiao Xixi didn't say anything more and walked out of Xiao Xiaorou's yard.

After walking some distance, a frenzied and helpless cry was heard.

……

The night is quiet, Fu Mansion.

A thin, slender figure sat in the garden, letting the night breeze blow on him, his face expressionless and motionless.

The maid was worried, and persuaded again and again: "Miss, go back." ”

Fu Qingjiao's eyes finally moved, and she said weakly: "You be quiet, if others hear, you don't have to wait by my side." ”

The maid was so anxious that she was about to cry, so she could only lower her voice and continue to persuade.

Fu Qingjiao looked up at the dark sky, there were a few stars scattered in the sporadic sky.

She remembered seven years ago, when she was only nine years old and her father was not yet the first assistant.

She goes to the princess's mansion to play, and encounters the blind cold ink stain.

She saw a good-looking little brother with gloomy eyes and sitting alone by the lake.

The little girls who came with them all showed disgust, only she felt that the brother was a little pitiful.

She asked someone to pick a blooming lotus flower and give it to Leng Mo Dye, telling him that even if he couldn't see how many colors the flowers had, he could still smell the flowers and feel the touch of the flowers.

She can also tell him the color of the flowers.

On that day, she happily picked a variety of flowers, telling the color of each one to cold ink dyeing.

She could see a smile on her ink-stained face, and it was warm and intoxicating.

Since then, her father has told her that her husband is going to marry her, and the object is Leng Mo Dye.

She was overjoyed, thinking that she would always be with him in the future, and she would always be his eyes.

Although she has not often seen Leng Mo Dye over the years, for her, Leng Mo Dye is her future husband.

Last year, she was full of expectations, thinking that she would be able to marry him soon.

Little did I know that all these hopes would be dashed overnight.

What are the expectations?

It is clear that she has already married, why is it not her who is married by the emperor?

During the palace banquet, she clearly worked hard, what did Xiao Xiaoyu do?

Unconsciously, Fu Qingjiao's delicate face was already full of tears.

Tears slowly slid down her smooth chin and dripped on her hands, and Fu Qingjiao came back to her senses.

She looked down at the tears on the back of her hand and couldn't help but laugh at herself.

How can there be so many whys?

Even though she is the daughter of Shoufu, the Xiao family holds the power of the army.

Xiao Xiaoyu likes King Yan is well known, and it is understandable that the emperor gave marriage in order to please the Xiao family.

But no one knew that she had long been in love with King Yan.

She also persuaded her father not to ask the emperor and pretend not to care in front of people.

Fu Qingjiao said to herself that she only allowed herself to be sad behind people.

Today is the deadline she has given herself, and as soon as the morning dawns, she will forget about this low mood.

Cold ink dyeing is the only person she is interested in.

Now, her heart is dead.

Since she can't marry her beloved, then she will marry someone at the peak of power and make everyone look up to her.

In this way, she will make those who hurt her pay.

The corners of Fu Qingjiao's lips curled slightly, and her eyes were covered with a layer of coldness.