Chapter 19
When Wang Baochuan finally lit the fire and was about to cook.

A quarter of an hour has passed.

Wang Yinchuan frowned, watching her wash off the mushrooms that had been cut into different lengths and sizes. In order not to be splashed with oil, she ran far away from the stove, but her hands still trembled from the splash of oil.

The oily smoke rising from the pot completely submerged her, and she covered her face while turning over the dishes from time to time.

There is a faint smell coming over.

You can smell it from far away.

Wang Yinchuan narrowed his eyes, feeling like he made a wrong decision.

A quarter of an hour later, Wang Baochuan happily poured out the fried mushrooms in the pot.

The pottery plate, the fungus is a black mass, and it has lost its original appearance.

Wang Yinchuan stood up suddenly, his toes moved slightly.

Wang Baochuan put the dish in front of her expectantly, "Second Sister, try it!"

"This fresh fungus is delicious! I heard that this kind of mushroom is called chicken fir, and I really like it!"

She heated up the porridge for noon, and brought a piece of dry cake.

Wang Baochuan was as busy as a bee, wandering around in the small yard.

Wang Yinchuan knew that he couldn't evade it, so he sat down and looked at the dark dish with big eyes.

Looking at each other in pairs, I was disappointed.

Wang Baochuan rushed over with clean bowls and chopsticks, only to see Wang Yinchuan with a wooden face, as if facing a formidable enemy.

"Second sister, you won't dislike my cooking, will you?"

Wang Yinchuan closed his eyes, looked at the sky, took Wang Baochuan's chopsticks, and picked up the porridge that had been served.

The porridge is vegetable porridge, with fresh wild vegetables picked in it, and it smells faintly fresh.

Fortunately, the porridge looks ok.

Wang Yinchuan picked it up and delivered it to her mouth. To be honest, she didn't have any expectations for Wang Baochuan's cooking skills.

Unexpectedly, the entrance is soft, glutinous and smooth, with the sweetness of porridge and the freshness and sweetness of vegetables.

Still able to enter.

"Shang Ke." Wang Yinchuan put down the bowl under Wang Baochuan's expectant eyes, "Although your trip was difficult, you have learned a lot."

Wang Baochuan shyly said, "My sister has won the award. Speaking of which, I have to thank my second sister for sending me here. If it weren't for my second sister, I wouldn't have learned so much. But this time, I did learn a lot. I used to be a fourth sister. I don’t work hard, I don’t know the five grains, and now I feel how difficult it is to live.”

"But it's also a kind of experience."

She lowered her head and smiled slightly, as if she had thought of something, her tenderness was like water, "If I'm with Pinggui in the future, he won't make him look down on me, thinking that I'm a young lady who only stretches out my clothes and lets servants serve me , I will also suffer, and I can also be a good lady, wash his hands and make soup for him, so that he can work hard outside, and he can have a hot meal when he comes back."

Wang Yinchuan didn't expect her to feel the sweetness like this, and couldn't help throwing himself to the ground, "Then you should dig more wild vegetables."

"It's not easy to stay in the cold kiln. At that time, I don't have half a silver tael on my body, so I can only rely on wild vegetables to satisfy my hunger. Recognize it more, and also in case you don't know it in the future."

Wang Baochuan's heart was full of sweetness, how could he hear the teasing and helplessness in her words?
Wang Baochuan nodded, "Second Sister, don't just think that Pinggui can only live in a cold kiln in the future, and that he will be able to stand out and become famous in the future!"

It seems that she has always believed that Xue Pinggui will be promising in the future, no matter whether it is in the previous life or in the present life, she believes in this death, even 18 years of hard work in the cold kiln has not changed her life. thought.

Could it be that the love in this world really makes people go through fire and water, suffer and suffer without regret, and never look back until they hit the south wall?
For the sake of someone else, even someone who just met once, he would rather be an enemy of everyone in the family than retreat, as if he was being haunted by something.

Wang Yinchuan suddenly thought of something, and she asked, "Why are you so sure that he will become famous in the future?"

Wang Baochuan was very convinced of Xue Pinggui's future in his heart. When he heard his sister's questioning, he was about to speak, but just as he was about to refute, he listened to Wang Yinchuan, "Baochuan, do you like him after all, or is there some other reason?"

Under her deeply probing gaze, Wang Baochuan lowered his eyelids and lowered his head.

The invisible pressure was on her back, her chest was heavy, and a pair of big hands pinched her flustered but firm heart.

If it is said that Wang Baochuan's appearance is full of almond eyes and peach cheeks, and his face is beautiful like a fairy. , eyes full of water, glowing with sparkling water.Those eyes are like half a piece of lake under the colorful flowers in spring, with vast mist, brows and black mist in the distant mountains, and white skin like the white clouds surrounded by green hills halfway up.

It was the white jade that belonged exclusively to Jiangnan's delicate and soft beauties, but no one knew that under those delicate brows and eyes, there was a delicate and indomitable heart.

The atmosphere was stagnant and desolate, and Wang Baochuan only felt that his body was covered with an invisible thick fog, which made people dare not breathe.

Wang Yinchuan is not a delicate beauty, his watery eyes look like a bright moon hanging high when he looks at people seriously, reflected on the mirror-like lake at night, so bright that people dare not ignore it, like glass or obsidian , so that people dare not hide their half-distracted thoughts.

There was boundless silence between the two of them.

Wang Baochuan bit his lower lip, raised his head, met Wang Yinchuan's eyes, and said, "Second Sister, you don't know something."

"The first time I saw him, I seemed to have hallucinations. I saw purple air entangled on his body, golden light wrapped around his head, and there was still a golden dragon hovering behind him. .”

"I don't know if it's because of the special nature of my destined person, or because I accidentally saw through his fate. In short, from the day I was rescued by him, I decided to marry him."

As soon as these words came out, they fell into silence again.

Wang Yinchuan frowned, surrounded by purple air?It didn't look like a real situation, but rather like a fairy tale, Wang Yinchuan would rather believe that she was frightened at the time.

When the two of them met at that time, they were really panicked. A girl who had been raised in a boudoir for more than ten years and hadn't gone out was suddenly held hostage by robbers who came from nowhere, and everyone panicked.In that situation, Xue Pinggui was like a soldier sent from heaven, driving away the robbers, saving her from the fire and water, and even saving her who fell into the water while she was being chased.

However, Xue Pinggui didn't have any evil intentions at that time, even when facing a drenched and beautiful girl, he acted like a gentleman and sent her back to the prime minister's residence without stopping.

A handsome man who is refined and extraordinary in every move and action, who is both good at calligraphy and sword, and who has the grace of saving lives first.

Anyone who sees him can't help but fall in love with him.

 PS: I'm sick so I haven't updated much in the past two days, sorry!I hope everyone will support me a lot, please vote or something, please (kneel down and cry)

  
 
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