Chapter 39 Madam is Back

She got up and saw that it was getting dark outside, and wondered why Xinbao didn't come in to light the lamp.

It was so quiet outside that she could hear a pin drop, which inexplicably made her a little guilty.

Could it be that something happened to her during the time she was in space?
Song Qiange quickly put on his clothes, and walked nervously to Zheng's yard. Before he went in, he saw the girl and woman shouting excitedly after seeing her: "Madam is back!"

Um?return?

Before Song Qiange could react, Qin Boyi had already arrived in front of her, and after looking at her from top to bottom, he let out a breath and asked, "Where have you been?"

"I... just walked around."

Qin Boyi frowned slightly, Song Qiange lied.

He just had someone search the entire Great General's Mansion, but they couldn't find her. She couldn't be in the mansion.

Song Qiange's eyes flickered, he turned sideways, skipped over Qin Boyi, walked up to Mrs. Zheng, and knelt slightly to pay his respects: "Auntie, I'm sorry for making you worry."

Mrs. Zheng smiled and said, "It's okay, I just need to tell us next time. Sit down quickly. Today I have sweet and sour potatoes. I hope you like them."

Vinegar potatoes, which she originally wanted to do, was interrupted because her hand was injured.

She looked at Xinbao, but Xinbao said unhappily: "It was made by Caixia."

Song Qiange raised his eyebrows, looked at Caixia playfully, and said with a smile, "Thank you, Miss Caixia."

Caixia smiled shyly: "It's not hard to cook for the general."

Oops, Song Qiange, who was already sitting, shook her body, and goosebumps fell all over the floor.

She picked up the chopsticks and tasted it, not to mention, the taste is not bad, and the craftsmanship is comparable to hers.

Xinbao stomped his feet, why didn't the lady speak, this dish was obviously thought up by the lady, the potatoes were all shredded.

It was Caixia who overheard the young lady's idea, and took advantage of her finger injury to steal it from her teacher, and all the credit and praise belonged to Caixia, and she was so mad at her.

Xinbao also wanted to say a few words for Song Qiange. Qin Boyi had already walked up to Song Qiange and sat down. He held Song Qiange's injured hand, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

Song Qiange was taken aback, the scene was so familiar.

Qin Boyi was also like that back then...

Song Qiange blinked his eyelashes, retracted his hand uncomfortably, and ate his meal pretending to be calm.

Qin Boyi sat beside Song Qiange, neither talking nor eating.

Although Song Qiange pretended to be calm, she could see someone staring at her injured left hand out of the corner of her eye, which made her feel uncomfortable while eating.

It was so embarrassing, Song Qiange closed his eyes, put a chopstick full of vegetables in front of him, stuffed them into the bowl in front of Qin Boyi, and said, "Eat more."

Only now did she feel that fiery gaze finally moved.

Huh - Song Qiange exhaled and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

By the way, what did he see her doing? Didn't his Tongfang make him a heart dish? Don't you want to eat it?

Song Qiange glanced at the neighbor, only to see that Qin Boyi was eating shredded potatoes slowly.

Song Qiange who just complained about why someone doesn't eat Tongfang's food: "..."

People don't eat it anywhere, just eat it, okay?
Song Qiange turned his head away, man!

After cleaning up the rice, she threw away the chopsticks and said, "I'm full."

Qin Boyi got up with her, and told Qin Shuang: "Take the medicine box."

He wants to help her bandage the wound?

Song Qiange refused in a cold voice: "No need! Good night!" Then he left without looking back.

Maybe Song Qiange's attitude of rejection was too tough, but Qin Boyi really didn't follow up.

However, Song Qiange only felt that it was because someone hadn't finished eating the shredded potatoes, so he didn't follow up.

(End of this chapter)

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