Chapter 109: It's going to be fine

Yuan Zhao was about to have lunch when Rong Ruo suddenly appeared.

As for the fact that this overseer appeared earlier and earlier, Yuan Zhao had nothing to say.

It is probably because the other party has such strength and can be so capricious.

Out of politeness, she asked:

"Has the Overseer ever eaten? Do you want to use some together? ”

There was no need to think about it, she knew that Rong Ruo would refuse, after all, it was not a day or two that he couldn't look down on her things here.

Usually, he brings his own food and cooks it carefully.

She asked casually, but she didn't expect Rong Ruo to sit down this time, she was stunned, Rong Ruo raised her eyebrows and glanced at her, as if to say, didn't you invite me to dinner?

Yuan Zhao coughed lightly and said:

"Overseer, please!"

Today's meal was made by herself in the kitchen, Wen Feng and Linglong have not come back yet, and she is not very worried about the food in the big kitchen, so she went by herself.

Because I think of myself, it is relatively simple to make, one meat and two vegetables.

She never thought that Rong Ruo would sit down, and looking at his appearance, she seemed to think it was good.

Rong Ruo really felt good, the taste of the food was unexpected and his appetite, he said lightly:

"This cook is okay."

Yuan. Cook. Zhao: "...... This is done by the concubine. ”

Rong Ruo glanced at her in surprise, as if she didn't expect her to have such skills.

Yuan Zhao smiled bitterly, in her previous life, in order to please her husband Zhou Shiyuan and Zhou's mother, she devoted herself to studying how to cook, how to be a qualified wife of the prince, and a qualified daughter-in-law.

It wasn't until she risked her life that she understood a truth.

Some people, even if you fall in love with each other, they will treat you like a mustard.

After she was reborn, she stopped doing these superfluous things, and naturally she didn't cook.

If it weren't for the injuries they were injured this time, she wouldn't have gone to the kitchen to cook her own food.

Then the two didn't talk, and after finishing lunch, Rong Ruo drank a sip of the best white tea, and then said:

"When are you going to make a move?"

Yuan Zhao glanced at Rong Ruo in surprise, as if she didn't expect him to care about these things, but she still spoke:

"Don't worry, none of the people who should play have yet to play."

Rong Ruoyan opened his mouth when he heard this:

"Do you want to get ahead of the spring?"

Now, Zhou Shiyuan wants to make a name for herself in Chunqiu, but Yuan Zhao deliberately makes things so big, it's hard not to wonder what she wants to do from it.

"The concubine said that she would let the Marquis of Yongning sink to the bottom of the valley forever, and she will never be able to turn over."

Yuan Zhao said slowly.

Zhou Shiyuan wants to raise his eyebrows and exhale through the spring, but it also depends on whether she agrees.

Hearing her words, Rong Ruo couldn't help but look at her again, Yuan Zhao's face at this time was ruthless, but it was particularly eye-catching.

Compared with the meek and cowardly person in the impression, it is obvious that this picture is more suitable for her.

In Mrs. Zhou's courtyard, she frowned and listened to the advice of her subordinates.

"No movement?"

Since the news was released, she has made people pay attention to the movements on Yuan Zhao's side, but she didn't expect that a few days later, the rumors intensified, but Yuan Zhao's side did not respond at all.

"Yes, old lady, the young lady has been resting in the courtyard for the past few days, and she hasn't even left the courtyard gate."

The maid said.

"What the hell is she thinking?"

Old Madam Zhou didn't believe that Yuan Zhao was sitting still, but she couldn't guess what she wanted to do.

However, there was some inexplicable uneasiness in her heart.

"Old lady, it's going to be fine."

"Originally, it was also true, but this time it depends on how she turns over."

The old lady beside Mrs. Zhou said.

Hearing this, Mrs. Zhou's heart was a little relieved, and she slowly moved the Buddha beads.

I hope so!