Kuai Chuan: What to do if you madly criticize beauties who refuse to be cannon fodder

Hearing this, Xiao He's eyes showed worry.

"What's the matter, miss? Are you feeling unwell?"

She would still call Jiang Lai Miss when no one was around, because the original owner never cared about these titles even if he was big-hearted, and the two of them got along relatively easily and harmoniously.

Looking at the table in front of me, there are sweet and salty dishes, except for pastries, the other four dishes are all meat. The staple food is a big bowl of sweet porridge and a bowl of rice. Not enough for one bite.

And these things are the breakfast that the original owner has eaten every day for these years.

"Hey……"

Eating like this every day, really, the original owner can still get out of bed and walk around independently, which only shows that the original owner is still not easy to gain weight.

"I'm fine. I'm in a bad mood today and I don't have any appetite. Let's take it off."

If he didn't take it away, Jiang Lai would lose control of his two evil claws.

In the end, Jiang Lai finished a bowl of porridge like he was taking medicine.

It's no different from the gap between the teeth, as if a gust of wind has blown in the stomach of the three rooms and one living room, it is still empty without any sense of satisfaction.

Although I am hungry, as long as I can persist until noon.

Jiang Lai has always been self-disciplined, and she is very different from the original owner, but she still has one thing that is her ability to adapt.

Both lazy and thin, the only way is to work hard on three meals a day.

At noon, before Chu Yunxuan came back from court, Xiao He got busy again.

Seeing that Jiang Lai was still strolling in the yard, she swiftly brought a food box from the small kitchen and urged Jiang Lai.

"Miss, Your Highness is coming back soon, you have to hurry up and eat."

These two sentences are irrelevant to others, but they are a tacit secret between the original owner and Xiao He.

The original owner who was waiting to eat with him every day, in order to maintain his image, would open a small stove before eating to fill his stomach in advance, so that he could pretend to have a normal appetite in front of Chu Yunxuan.

In other words, Jiang Lai had to eat two lunches a day.

Xiao He pinpointed the timing precisely to ensure that after Jiang Lai ate at this time, he would not be too hungry or too full at the actual meal time, and then he would not give up on Chu Yunxuan.

On a round table that can seat four people, a variety of meals filled the entire table.

It was almost the same as in the morning, with less vegetarian and more meat, and all of them were big meat, and all the food that flew in the sky, ran on the ground, and swam in the water were served on the table.

Seeing that Jiang Lai was not moving his chopsticks, Xiao He thoughtfully handed them over to her.

"Miss, you didn't eat in the morning, you should eat more at noon, otherwise those ladies will come to try to scare you again in the afternoon, and you won't have the energy to deal with them."

The wives that Xiaohe talked about were all recruited by Chu Yunxuan. The natal families behind them were either rich or noble. Although they were not as high-status as the daughters of Taishi, for Chu Yunxuan, as long as they were of value, he would basically come. Those who do not refuse.

Anyway, the backyard is big enough to accommodate a few women.

Without exception, these women had never been favored by Chu Yunxuan after they entered the mansion, and the grievances had deepened over time. In order to divert the attention of these women, Chu Yunxuan would stay in Jianglai's yard every night.

As a concubine, she is most favored by anyone and has nothing to say, but when the wife who took a room full came back, she didn't even have a concubine, and she couldn't see the shadow of the eighth prince all day long, guarding the vacant room alone day and night It is even more impossible for a mother to be more expensive than a child. These women all pointed their finger at Jiang Lai when life was hopeless.

That's why Xiao He wants to remind Jiang Lai to eat more.

Otherwise, when these women get together, they can play around with Jiang Lai, who is simple and honest in nature.

It's useless for Xiao He to be distressed. Every time Jiang Lai is bullied, the eighth prince who really keeps his word will not show up. He will only show up after those women vent their anger, and then give Jiang Lai all his tenderness and favor. Continue to ignite the jealousy of those women.

Repeatedly, Jiang Lai was the only one who was unlucky in the end.

"Miss, what's the matter with you? These are your favorite food."

Jiang Lai took out his chopsticks and poked the big elbow in front of him silently. The soup was thick and fragrant, and there was a layer of syrup hanging on the outside of the elbow.

"Who made this elbow?"

"Your little kitchen, I came here from Taishi Mansion. You have been eating the dishes made in the little kitchen since you were a child. Why doesn't your appetite seem to be lost?"

Madam gave orders before coming.

It's a trivial matter for the young lady to cry and the young lady to make trouble.

It's a big deal if the lady doesn't eat.

"Was I as fat as I am now?"

Jiang Lai asked sincerely.

Xiao He subconsciously shook her head in denial.

"No, Miss is not fat."

"The Bodhisattva is watching. People who tell lies will not have a good marriage in their life."

To Xiao He who believes in Buddhism, this sentence is tantamount to torture.

She quickly changed her words.

"Slightly, slightly plump."

"Slight fart."

Jiang Lai shook his chopsticks away.

"If you continue to eat like this within two years, you will have to offer incense to me."

Less than a year after the original owner got married, she had changed from being a little fat before to being unbearably bloated now.

There is no scale for weighing people now, so Jiang Lai roughly estimated that the original owner was about 1.6 meters five, and it was more than 120 before marriage.

Looking at it now, at least one hundred and fifty.

Maybe a hundred and sixteen.

To say that she is plump is the euphemism of the ancients.

She gained thirty to forty catties a year, and based on her current physical condition, the original owner had a high probability of having diabetes. If she continued to eat like this, in ancient times when the medical level was backward, she would probably not survive the end of next year.

Seeing that Jiang Lai was angry, Xiao He knelt down and grabbed her skirt.

"Miss, this servant has already discovered that the food prepared for you in the small kitchen is becoming more and more meaty and greasy, but you said you like it, and this servant is just a servant and dare not say anything.

Also, you also said that the eighth prince promised you to set up a small kitchen privately, it is out of love for you. "

In her natal family, the old lady loves the young lady so much that she specially set up a private kitchen for the young lady. After marrying the eighth prince, the eighth prince agreed that the young lady would move the small kitchen into the mansion together. This move greatly satisfied the old lady and made the young lady even more determined. She adores the Eighth Prince.

At the beginning, Xiaohe also felt that the young lady had a good life, and her natal family loved her, and after marrying into her husband's family, the love continued.

Over time, she felt that something was wrong. After all, she was by Miss's side day and night, and no one knew better than her how the Eighth Prince looked at Miss.

Xiao He did try to remind Jiang Lai, but at that time Jiang Lai couldn't listen to these words, and even reprimanded her.

After that, Xiao He didn't dare to speak any more.

Jiang Lai took the initiative to bring it up today, and Xiao He was both suspicious and happy.

"Miss, then this meal..."

"Prepare it and take it out and distribute it to beggars. As I said, you go and prepare another meal for me."