Female supporting roles rely on food to save themselves

Chapter 120
The weather in the mountains has always been weird, and the rain keeps coming and going.

After Zhao Ying heard the story for a while, it started to rain lightly outside the car, and he sat upright for a moment: "The charcoal in our car seems to be better than the charcoal in Miss Gu's car."

Li Sheng: "Of course. The empress dowager told you to use it. The best Yunluo charcoal is a secret recipe in the palace. Where can you find it outside?"

Zhao Ying: "Then why are you standing there?"

Li Sheng: "..."

He silently stood up and took the charcoal, jumped out of the car, and changed a pot of ordinary charcoal from Gu Xiang's car after a while.

"...cough, cough, cough."

Zhao Ying was smoked, coughed a few times, burst into tears, lay on the car window and said quietly, "Say, how about I go to Gu Chu's car to rub the seat for a while?"

Li Sheng: "Go."

Zhao Ying: "..."

It doesn't seem right.

"As men, we have rough skin and thick flesh. It doesn't matter what kind of charcoal we use. Girls are always more delicate." Zhao Ying laughed.

Li Sheng: "If the Duke of the Kingdom understood this truth earlier, the daughters in the capital would also have the same heart, and the empress dowager would not have to worry about you every day."

Zhao Ying: "What do other women have to do with me?"

Li Sheng: Heh, it has nothing to do with you as a chef. Those so-called confidant feelings in your mind are all made up by your old man, okay?

Needless to say, he treats Gu Chu with a little more respect, and he will feel more at ease when he eats in the future, which is pretty good.

It rained for a while, Zhao Ying thought about it for a long time, sat up and put on his clothes, got out of the car and rode a horse, and slowly walked to Gu Xiang's car.

Gu Xiang was looking at the list of things she bought for the masquerade in the carriage.

Although the banquet consumed a lot, there were still a lot of ingredients left, as well as the decorations, tableware, and clothing she bought.

As soon as the masquerade ball is over, these things are automatically stored in the system space. Gu Xiang doesn't understand why the system can open the space to store these things, but it still has to deliver them by courier noisily, which is slow and troublesome.

However, such an appearance seems to be a little bit beneficial. In the future, if she takes out some items that she shouldn't have, outsiders will be less suspicious when they see them.

Gu Xiang felt that when she returned home this time, whether it was ingredients or luxury goods, she would probably have some use for them.

After staring at the system interface for a while, I saw a figure outside the car moving forward and then backward, and the sound of horseshoes was unhurried.

The figure of Yuebai's long sleeves slipped back and forth by the car window, Gu Xiang couldn't help being distracted.

Holding an umbrella, Li Sheng followed the Duke on horseback, going fast and slow for a while, and he was almost annoyed to death: "Miss Gu, the Duke has something to talk to you about."

Gu Xiang gently opened the window of the car, leaned over and saluted: "My lord!"

Zhao Ying: "..."

After all, he didn't have the nerve to kick his long follower from the air, pondered for a while, and finally showed an upright, gentle, and polite smile on his face, hesitated a little, and said softly: "What Zhao said at this time may make Gu Xiao The lady has some doubts."

Gu Xiang smiled lightly: "Master, please tell me."

I think she has worn out all the books, with the system interface on her head, and her life can be exchanged for delicious food. Not to mention the people who buy and sell in the system mall, the people who buy them have their own stories. How realistic and realistic is it? What else could surprise her?
Zhao Ying opened his mouth, looked at Gu Xiang's clear eyes, and fell silent for a moment.

He has been in charge of the Imperial City Department for more than ten years. In such a place, he is used to seeing all kinds of things in the world, and he has long been obsessed with everything...

Thousands of thoughts circulated, Zhao Ying sighed: "I haven't introduced myself yet, my name is Zhao Ying, and my grandfather is Prince Zhaocheng."

Gu Xiang recalled the memory of the original owner and all kinds of information he had read from his grandfather in an instant, and finally found the information about Prince Zhaocheng from a corner.

Prince Zhaocheng was the second elder brother of the first emperor, and he was known as a virtuous man, but unfortunately he died young.

It seems that although Prince Zhaocheng and the first emperor were not born of the same mother, they had a very good relationship. After the first emperor ascended the throne, he raised Zhao Ying in the palace and handed him over to Concubine Yang to raise him.

Zhao Ying grew up with His Majesty since he was a child. According to seniority, Zhao Ying is the younger generation, and the age gap is relatively large, but the two of them are brothers and sisters, and their relationship is extraordinary.

"After ascending the throne, His Majesty bestowed upon you the title of Duke, and ordered me to be in charge of the Imperial City Division."

Gu Xiang blinked and nodded lightly. In fact, he finished speaking in one sentence. This person has a great status, he is the Duke of the state, but it seems that he has nothing to do with him.

Zhao Ying sighed: "Since he is in charge of the Imperial City Department, it is inevitable to investigate some secrets for the royal family and His Majesty. Recently, I found out a secret of the royal family."

Before Gu Xiang refused to listen, Zhao Ying had already told the so-called secret.

"The current eldest princess, Le An, has a daughter who was raised until she was more than ten years old, and she is very cherished. For so many years, everyone thought that this little princess went out with Gao Liuhe, the daughter of the Gao family at that time, Princess Changrong, 15 years ago. Unfortunately, he drowned."

Zhao Ying said softly, "Until recently, when my spies were investigating a case, they found out that Princess Le'an's daughter was not dead, but was living among the people."

Gu Xiang was stunned: "Don't tell me, I am this little princess?"

Then I thought again: "This age is not right."

Zhao Ying hesitated for a moment, then sighed: "I suspect that this little princess is Mrs. Lei, the wife of the imperial envoy Liu Huang. Of course, further verification is needed."

Gu Xiang came to a sudden: "No wonder, I always feel that Mrs. Lei's facial features are slightly similar to those of the Duke."

Before the words finished, Zhao Ying looked solemn, and said again: "When the little princess drowned, a girl was lost on that boat."

"Evergreen princess's sister, the infant daughter of the second wife of the Gao family also disappeared in the panic. I traced the whereabouts of the little princess this time, and also found out the whereabouts of this child."

As she said that, Zhao Ying looked at Gu Xiang with a wry smile on her face, "The little lady guessed right in retrospect, I suspect that this girl is you."

Gu Xiang: "..." This news came out of nowhere, without warning.

The book she was wearing must be a fantastic novel full of blood.

Zhao Ying said helplessly: "This matter has not been verified yet. I shouldn't have mentioned it to Miss Gu so early, but she has been in frequent accidents recently, and I am worried that there will be mistakes. After much deliberation, I should remind Miss Gu first. One sound."

Gu Xiang sighed, and murmured: "I still have to firmly believe that what I took is a serious farming script."

She is someone who wants to run a restaurant and promote delicious food to the world, and she is very satisfied with her current father and mother, and she doesn't want to change at all.

Gu Xiang smiled bitterly and said, "Can I just be Gu Xiang of Gu Zhuang?"

Zhao Ying: "This matter has not been spread for a while, but since I know it, others will know it sooner or later."

Gu Xiang had no choice but to say, "Forget it, we'll talk about it later, it's more important to go home now."

(End of this chapter)