The poor lover provoked Luo Xiaoniang

Chapter 102 Sweet daily life
The north wind blew up in the early morning, and the leaves on the ground were blown up by the wind and danced in a whirl.

Jiang Yu was beaten until she lay on the bed and couldn't get up.Luo Jiaojiao had to get up early to help Bo Langjun change his clothes.She put a cloak on Mr. Bo Lang and sent it to the door of the study.

Luan Chong was still wearing a black hood, making his face hard to see.Instead of Jiang Yu, he drove Mr. Bo Lang to the palace.

Luo Jiaojiao took the food box to deliver breakfast to Jiang Yu.Jiang Yu slept on her stomach all night.A guard stood guard at the door of his house.

"I'll bring him breakfast. Is he awake?" Luo Jiaojiao looked at the guard at the door and asked.

"Wake up!" The guard bowed his hands and saluted.

After Luo Jiaojiao returned the gift, she carried the food box into Jiang Yu's room.

Jiang Yu lay on the bed and dared not move.Luo Jiaojiao had no choice but to feed him.

"Who fed you when you were punished before?" Luo Jiaojiao put down the bowl and chopsticks and wiped the corners of Jiang Yu's mouth and asked.

"Punishment for the first time!" Jiang Yu smiled wryly.

"I'm sorry! It's me who has troubled you again!" Luo Jiaojiao felt very sorry when she heard Jiang Yu's words.

"I'm willing, it's none of your business!" Jiang Yu forced herself to lie on her side.

Luo Jiaojiao covered him with a quilt, and then walked out of the house with the food box.

A gust of wind blew past, making Luo Jiaojiao almost unable to stand still.She turned around and waited for the wind to pass before sending the food box to the back kitchen.

The cook is ordering the servants to choose dishes.Luo Jiaojiao knelt down to help.

"Don't dare to trouble the little lady! Please go back!" The cook cupped his hands.

"I want to learn a little cooking! Can you teach me?" Luo Jiaojiao looked at the cook sincerely.

"This is easy! Please move to the small kitchen!" The cook took Luo Jiaojiao to the small kitchen next to her and asked what she wanted to learn.
"Let's cook!" Luo Jiaojiao didn't know where to start.She remembered sweet porridge, so she said it.

The cook told Luo Jiaojiao how to cook porridge, and demonstrated it to her.

Luo Jiaojiao felt that making porridge and rice was quite simple, so she started to work on her own.Unexpectedly, the heat was not well controlled, and it was a bit mushy.

The cook looked worried at the half pot of porridge and rice.Mr. Lang dislikes wasting food the most, so what should we do?

"I'll have this meal for lunch!" Luo Jiaojiao saw the cook's embarrassed expression.

"Forget it! Let's eat!" The cook shook his head and said.

Luo Jiaojiao went to Yaogong's place listlessly, and poured out all her troubles to him.

"Tong'er! Go and get the sticky rice, and say I'm using it for medicine!" Yao Gong ordered his Tong'er.

"Can it really be used as medicine?" Luo Jiaojiao raised her head and asked Yaogong.

"Of course!" Yaogong said solemnly.

Tong'er asked for rice.Yao Gong looked at it and shook his head, "How can this be considered a waste of food?"

At noon, Luo Jiaojiao did not return to the study.Mr. Bo Lang ate alone and lay down on the couch to take a rest.

Luo Jiaojiao took the rice in a bamboo tube to Jiang Yu's.Jiang Yu's food box was placed beside his bed.

"If you don't come again, I will starve to death!" Jiang Yu shouted seriously.

Luo Jiaojiao opened the bamboo rice and fed it to Jiang Yu.Jiang Yu ate with big mouthfuls, and finally said: "This rice with beans tastes delicious!"

Luo Jiaojiao looked at the food box beside the bed, and then brought it to the guard outside the door to eat.

Luo Jiaojiao returned to the study and saw Mr. Bo Lang taking a nap on the couch, so she tiptoed towards the inner room.

"Where did you go?" Bo Langjun's voice was full of displeasure.

"Go to Yaogong's place!" Luo Jiaojiao said after thinking about it.

"Where's the bamboo rice?"

"Give it to Jiang Yu!" Luo Jiaojiao didn't dare to tell Bo Langjun about her cooking mess.She didn't even dare to give her and Jiang Yu the sticky rice that Yao Gong made into rice in bamboo tubes.

"Jiang Yu has eaten?" Bo Langjun frowned and sat up from the couch.

"He was so beaten that he couldn't get out of bed, so I just..." Luo Jiaojiao said softly.

"It seems that the blow was light!" Bo Langjun pursed his lips and stood up.

"I won't go to the slave's house again!" Luo Jiaojiao said quickly, fearing that Jiang Yu would be beaten again.

"You're smart!" Bo Langjun frowned slightly, and went to his desk to review the official documents.

Luo Jiaojiao sat on her knees and rubbed ink for him, watching him review the official documents, envious in her heart.

"Didn't you see your father reviewing official documents?" Bo Langjun turned to look at Luo Jiaojiao and asked.

"He said that the content of the official document cannot be peeped!" Luo Jiaojiao lowered her head and continued to grind the ink.

"It's good to know!" Mr. Bo Lang admired Luo Yi's way of teaching his daughter.

"I can't see the content of your official documents at all!" Luo Jiaojiao regretted after finishing speaking.She was really afraid that Bo Langjun would ask: "Then what are you looking at?"

Bo Langjun was stunned for a moment, and then secretly laughed in his heart.Is she looking at me?

Luo Jiaojiao saw that Bo Langjun was holding the pen in his hand and stopped on the slip of paper for a long time, so she couldn't help but look up at him.

Bo Langjun happened to also look at Luo Jiaojiao, and the eyes of the two happened to meet at one place.

"I'll make tea!" Luo Jiaojiao felt that she was almost out of breath.Bo Langjun's shining eyes were so attractive, she couldn't resist the allure in his eyes, so she had to dodge quickly.

Mr. Bo Lang saw that Luo Jiaojiao was running faster than a rabbit, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face.

Luo Jiaojiao's face was burning hot, and her heart was beating non-stop.Her hands didn't know how to control them, and she made the tea set all over the place.

After a lot of fuss, Luo Jiaojiao finally settled down to make tea.

After a while, the fragrance of tea filled the room.Luo Jiaojiao held the teacup and put it in front of Bo Langjun, and then she sat on a table beside her and began to practice calligraphy.

Bo Langjun took a sip of his tea and found that Luo Jiaojiao was good at tea art.He looked up at Luo Jiaojiao, only to find that she was resting her chin on the unwritten hemp note in a daze.

"What is she thinking?" Bo Langjun couldn't help feeling puzzled.

Luo Jiaojiao lost her mind for a while, then picked up the pen but didn't know what to write.Finally, she wrote her name and looked at Sha Le.

"En! The words are reasonable!" Bo Langjun's voice sounded in Luo Jiaojiao's ears, startling her, and her pen was also in his hand.

Bo Langjun took a pen and added his own name next to Luo Jiaojiao's.

Looking at Bo Langjun's powerful calligraphy, Luo Jiaojiao realized why her father kept making her practice calligraphy.

There is no motivation without comparison.Luo Jiaojiao practiced until dark, and the entire scroll was filled with the word "Bo Zhao".But no matter how she thinks, her handwriting is not as good as Bo Langjun's.

"You don't want to reach the level I've practiced for ten years in just two hours, do you?" Bao Langjun looked at Luo Jiaojiao, who was puffing up his cheeks and staring at the scroll full of words in frustration. road.

"I don't have a short time to practice calligraphy! Forget it! I won't write!" Luo Jiaojiao put down her pen and realized that it was already dark.

"Hey! Why do I feel like I haven't written for a long time!" Luo Jiaojiao quickly ran out of the study.

Bo Langjun shook his head and stood up.He tidied up the things on the table and case, then got up and walked to the door of the study.

The wind is much less, but the air is heavier.Mr. Bo Lang went to Jiang Yu's house.

There was no light in the room, and it was pitch black.Bo Langjun frowned and lit the oil lamp.

"Master! Hey!" Jiang Yu saw that it was Mr. Bo Lang who came, so he got up habitually to salute, but unexpectedly hurt himself.

"Okay! Lie down!" Bo Langjun pulled the quilt for Jiang Yu.

"Come here! Go ask the housekeeper for two blankets!" Bo Langjun called to the door.

"Yes!" The guard who had just brought back the food box hurriedly went to look for the butler.

Bo Langjun caught a glimpse of the food box at the door, walked over and mentioned it to Jiang Yu's bedside table.

"Master! No way!" Mr. Bo Lang wanted to feed Jiang Yu.Jiang Yu refused to say anything.

The guard came back with the blanket.He handed the blanket to Bo Langjun respectfully.

"Good student is waiting for you!" Bo Langjun covered Jiang Yu with a blanket, and then went back to the study with another bed.

(End of this chapter)