The big guy kept dying and became a white moonlight

Chapter 118 The Disaster of His Highness's Pampering (12)

Listening to Wei Shuqiu's words, Gu Shiyou slightly narrowed his bewitching and deep eyes.

With a cool and calm expression, he lifted his chin slightly, just in time to see a white chin hidden under the snow-white down, looming.

It seemed to twitch the corner of his lips.

Cool and gloomy.

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Concubine Jiang stopped and stopped all the way, and after drinking and eating meat, she went to buy corn.

She likes to eat crunchy and sweet corn, so she bought several.

In addition to stewing soup, it is also delicious steamed.

After returning to the Fourth Prince's Mansion, Concubine Jiang met someone who told her that Mother Zhao had already gone to the kitchen, and told her to go directly to the kitchen when she came back.

Aunt Jiang carried the corn to the kitchen to find Zhao Mama.

Zhao's mother had already boiled the ribs and was waiting for Aunt Jiang's corn to make the soup.

She looked at Concubine Jiang who was late in the distance, frowned and blamed, "You little girl, why did you come back so late?"

Aunt Jiang came over and put the corn on the table next to her.Hearing Mama Zhao's words, the girl immediately smiled softly and sweetly: "My sister-in-law thought she already remembered the way back. Who knew that she walked around the street several times before she came back after asking."

She frowned with pretty little brows, quite resentful: "I almost can't come back!"

That appearance is lively and flexible, very pleasing.

Zhao's mother laughed out loud when she saw her, and the impatience she had caused by waiting disappeared.

Zhao Ma picked up the corn and washed it, and said, "At that time, I said to send someone to follow me! Thanks to everyone in the Fourth Prince's House, everyone knows about it. I don't know if I'm back, just ask someone!"

After washing the corn, Mother Zhao cut the corn with a kitchen knife, "It's been a long time since I cooked. The last time I cooked was when my son came back from the academy, and it was half a month ago."

Mother Zhao snorted, "Sister-in-law, do you like crispy corn?"

Aunt Jiang on the side nodded lazily, "Yeah."

It was just a simple conversation, and Aunt Jiang stopped pretending.

She stood behind Mama Zhao, lazily leaning against the door, raising her long eyelashes, her gaze was loose and lazy.

After all, there was such a disparity in identities here, Aunt Jiang went through the motions and asked, "Mom Zhao, is there anything I can help you with?"

Zhao Ma cut up the corn and started to stew the soup.

"No, just a corn rib soup, it's very simple. It's already made, and it's ready to eat after a while."

Zhao Ma came over, "Let's go, let's go back first. The cooks in Huifu will start cooking lunch later."

Zhao Ma walked beside Aunt Jiang, and suddenly frowned.

She stopped, sniffed around Mrs. Jiang, and asked a little strangely: "Why do I smell a faint smell of alcohol on you?"

Concubine Jiang pretended to be surprised, raised her hand and sniffed her left and right, then frowned.

"Is there, why didn't I smell it?"

She thought for a while and said, "Maybe I smelled the cooking wine when I was in the kitchen just now, so I smelled a little wine on my body. It shouldn't be strong, but faint."

Zhao Ma nodded, "It's quite faint, and you can't smell it unless you smell it carefully."

"That's what got it on just now." Aunt Jiang not only didn't change her face when she told a lie, but also smiled.

Even if he lied, anyone would forgive him looking at this charming smile.

You have been fascinated for a long time, so it doesn't matter if you drink secretly or not.

How could such a beautiful woman drink secretly, don't you think?
(End of this chapter)