Beauty is too weak to be bullied

Chapter 334 Playing with Heartbeats
On the day we arrived in Dengfeng, it was cloudy and rainy.

After Shengjia settled down, Du Qingtan was busy preparing meals as usual.

In the past, it was only necessary to prepare the saint's meal, but now there is an extra meal for King Liang, so busy that Yue Liniang and Aunt Song have no time to spare.

But the two of them are not dissatisfied at all, after all, there are too many things they can learn from Du Qingtan——

In the palace, they didn't have this chance, they were all caught by Lei Yanniang alone.

I was busy, but Zhang Wulang came again.

Du Qingtan wiped his hands and went up to him: "Is the Crane Supervisor here to deliver a message for the saint? Or is he here to inspect the dinner?"

Zhang Wulang smiled and handed out a prescription, and said frivolously, "Can't I come here for myself?"

Du Qingtan's eyebrows twitched slightly, she lowered her eyes, took the prescriptions and took a closer look, but they were the prescriptions she had prescribed to Zhang Wulang before.

So she looked at Zhang Wulang solemnly: "Who are you?"

Zhang Wulang looked at her directly, and said in a deep voice: "Now I'm far away from Yi Que, and I can eat meat. I want to ask Doctor Du to make me a medicated diet~"

His tone of voice is very strange, slow and orderly, as if there is a hook on the tail, deliberately raised up.

Look at the eyes, it looks very serious.

If Du Qingtan was a sensitive person, she would feel that this person was blatantly molesting her with such a special prescription.

But she is not, she is rough-skinned and thick-skinned, cruel and dark-hearted.

So she looked at Zhang Wulang the way she looked at King Liang, and dutifully said, "There are all these ingredients, what do you like?"

Zhang Wulang looked at her again and smiled: "Wu Niang is proficient in this way, why don't you choose one for me? Let's eat whichever one you think is suitable."

Du Qingtan turned a blind eye to it, but did not hear it: "Then follow the order of the recipes, chicken soup with velvet antler and astragalus."

Zhang Wulang said: "Okay, follow your orders. But..."

He paused intentionally, and said, "Don't send this soup to the saint later, let it simmer slowly, and when it's almost done, I'll eat it myself."

After saying that, seeing Du Qingtan's inexplicable look, he smiled "haha", looked up and left.

Aunt Song came over, very inquiring: "What is he here for?"

Du Qingtan handed over the prescription: "Prepare the ingredients."

Aunt Song is married and has a child, so she knows what this prescription is for, so she has a weird look on her face.

After the chicken soup was stewed, while Yue Liniang went out to fetch water, she spoke quickly and authentically: "Dian Yao, you can find an excuse to go there later, I'll watch the soup."

Du Qingtan raised her thin eyelids and looked at Aunt Song extremely coldly.

Aunt Song panicked for a moment, her smile was dry: "I was just thinking about..."

After all, she didn't dare to say any guesses about this matter, because Du Qingtan's eyes were too cold.

And this kind of thing, it is best not to mention a word, otherwise it will be a disaster, it is best not to know.

Aunt Song regretted it. If she had known this would happen, she should have learned from Yue Liniang to stay away and not be curious.

Just when she was in the most difficult time, the corners of Du Qingtan's lips slowly raised a small arc.

"No, but for any food sent out from me, I have to watch it myself before I can rest assured."

"Dian Yao is really conscientious." Aunt Song pulled the corners of her lips into a forced smile, and quickly avoided it.

Du Qingtan's slender fingers tapped lightly on the table, his two long eyebrows were stretched out flat, his eyes were firm, without any worry.

When it was time to send away the Queen's medicinal food and to send King Liang's meal, she added some finely ground croton powder to the yam and pig pancreas soup without changing her face.

When the croton powder was put into the pot, she slowly and blatantly stirred it evenly, then put the pot into a bowl, and handed it to the attendants around King Liang to take it away.

Then it is wholeheartedly cooking the pot of chicken soup with velvet antler and astragalus. It is really simmered slowly and fragrant.

Song Auntie and Yue Liniang probably wanted to avoid misfortune, and they had long been in hiding.

Xun'er didn't know anything, she sucked her breath innocently and said, "Tian Yao, what is this stewed! It's so delicious! Can you give me a taste after it's done?"

Du Qingtan smiled and patted the top of the little girl's hair: "No, this is for men to eat."

Xun'er seemed to understand but half understood, and sat beside her with her chin propped up, watching Du Qingtan stuff pastries into her mouth, one after another.

"Tian Yao, there are so many delicious ones, why don't you eat meat and soup, but this dry pastry? You still eat so much."

Du Qingtan smiled and said nothing, because she wanted to prepare for the upcoming troubles.

Cakes or something, full and hungry, and not easy to go to the toilet, is really a good way to deal with emergencies.

After eating the pastries, the night gradually deepened.

A pot of chicken soup was stewed thick and crispy, and the aroma wafted far away.

Xun'er was so sleepy that she fell asleep lying on the desk, and there were footsteps approaching slowly.

Du Qingtan glanced out the window. In the dead of night, there was no one in sight. It seemed that she was already a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

Powerless to struggle, with nowhere to escape, he could only keep his eyes open, waiting for death to come.

She calmly arranged her hair and clothes, put out the fire slowly, and filled the pot with chicken soup.

Zhang Wulang walked in slowly, stood under the shadow of the door and smiled slightly.

"Little Doctor Du is indeed a man of integrity. This pot of soup is really delicious!"

Du Qingtan smiled, set up the bowls and chopsticks, and said respectfully, "Please."

Zhang Wulang walked to the brightly lit place, glanced at her with satisfaction, picked up the bowls and chopsticks, and said with a smile: "Is there anything that shouldn't be in here?"

Du Qingtan said solemnly: "The Crane Supervisor can disbelieve the subordinate's medical skills, but he can't doubt the subordinate's character. The subordinate can try it."

"You're joking with me, why are you so anxious?" Zhang Wulang ate meat and soup, his eyes were burning, and he was about to do something when he suddenly heard a scream.

Frightened half to death, he jumped up in panic.

It was Xun'er who sat up in the shadow of the corner, and said frightenedly: "Dian Yao, I'm having a nightmare! I dreamed of my dead mother, she was eaten by wolves!"

Zhang Wulang was so angry that he was about to explode with a cold face, when he heard a burst of bluffing outside.

Two palace servants rushed in: "Du Dianyao, it's terrible, His Royal Highness King Liang has a stomachache, I need you to go over and explain it clearly!"

Du Qingtan bowed to Zhang Wulang, took his leave and left openly.

Zhang Wulang stood silently for a moment, then let out a cold snort, and strode out.

Once or twice, this King Liang really protected Du Qingtan.

In the end, I felt a little guilty, and hurried back to guard in front of the saint.

Unexpectedly, the effect of that bowl of broth was really good, so he tried to please him in every possible way.

On the other side, Du Qingtan stood quietly in front of King Liang, listening to him get angry.

When King Liang's seizure was almost over, she said weakly and innocently: "Your Highness probably got diarrhea because of stealing something else?"

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