Her family's god has that serious disease in her head

Qing Yanci shook his head with a smile, got up and left.

That night, Qing Yanci did not go to the study to sleep, but sat in front of the water shade hall, looking at the white moonlight.

When the charcoal fire in the house was half burned, he got up and went in to add some fire.

It is true that he himself knew that this kind of thing could be easily done with magic, but he didn't do it.

He didn't know why, but he always felt more comfortable like this.

Looking at the moonlight, Qing Yanci smiled softly, thinking that perhaps this was something she had done countless times, and she always felt uneasy if she didn't do it.

After dawn, Yan Xiqian heard a knock on the door outside.

She frowned while holding the quilt, wrapped herself up, and covered her ears.

There were only a few knocks on the door, and then it was gone.

When Yan Xiqian really woke up, it was already under the sun.

She hadn't eaten the spicy fish head made by Qing Yanci for several days, and she missed it very much.

Just when she sat up rubbing her sleepy eyes, there was another knock on the door.

At that time, he also stuttered when he spoke.

Qing Yanci stared at Yan Xiqian's hands covering the back of his hands, shook his head, and said, "No, I have... already given them a holiday, and there are only two of us in Chonghua Palace today."

Yan Xiqian poked the tip of his nose, and said: "Speaking of which, fortunately, there were no maids in the palace that day, otherwise, I would never let you go."

He felt guilty and couldn't make up for it.

"..."

As soon as he talked about the events of that day, the boy became dejected.

After a while of embarrassment, Qing Yan said: "I... I will try."

It's not as cold in the South China Sea as it is outside, so she didn't even think about adding fire to the stove.

Yan Xiqian saw how uncomfortable he was, and stopped poking his sore spots, and said, "Forget it, since you've put so much effort into embarrassing yourself, I won't bother you."

The boy's eyes lit up, "Miss Yan, did you forgive me?"

Forced by this threat, Qing Yanci could only answer truthfully, "Two hours."

Yan Xiqian turned over and lay down on the bed, and saw the charcoal fire in the stove was burning.

For Yan Xiqian, it was the first meeting!

The boy shook his head, "Not long."

Then, she took a coat from the cabinet and put it on him.

The door opened with a creak, Yan Xiqian looked at everything in front of him, his eyes widened.

Yan Xi's smile deepened, and he felt his heart beating wildly under his palm, as if he was going to break through the flesh and jump out.

"..."

Helpless, there is no other way, she can only hope that Qingyan will resign.

Withdrawing her thoughts, Yan Xiqian put her hand through the coat and put it on the young man's heart.

Thinking of this, Yan Xiqian couldn't help curling her lips.

Yan Xiqian found it interesting, and asked him with a smile, "No?"

Her hands were warm and not cold, but the boy still trembled and called her helplessly, "Yan... Miss Yan."

The young man outside the door stood with a blushing face, barely covering his two slender hands, and his long black hair hung down on his chest without any strands.

"You... what are you doing?" After a long time, Yan Xiqian exclaimed.

The most important thing now is... to fill the stomach!
Qing Yanci said embarrassingly: "I let the cook take leave today."

Although Yan Xiqian had a prediction in her heart, it didn't take so long.

"Really?" Yan Xi raised his eyebrows lightly.

He didn't need to answer, his honest heart also told Yan Xiqian the answer.

His reaction made Yan Xiqian suddenly think of the time when he and Qing Yanci got married.

It is true that Yan Xiqian did not want him to do it when he said that, but he just felt that he would starve to death after he tried it.

Yan Xiqian snorted softly, "It's just a matter of not being angry with you. It depends on your performance. If you dare to be messy again in the future, it will not be so easy."

Qing Yanci blushed violently, originally he just felt ashamed, but now that Yan Xiqian was staring at him, he felt even more ashamed.

She put her arms around Qing Yanci's shoulders, rested her chin on his shoulder, and said in a deep voice: "Idiot, don't do this to yourself in the future."

Her expression was like, if you don't tell me the truth, I'm going to be angry.

The young man was stunned for a moment, and Yan Xiqian soon realized that he doesn't seem to know how to cook now.

The room was so warm that she opened the door without even putting on a coat.

Yan Xiqian: "..."

When she heard this answer, she still felt a pain in her heart.

Qing Yanci nodded again and again, "I won't in the future."

The young man's eyes trembled, he pursed his lips and thought for a long time, then nodded blankly, "Yes... yes."

The young man pursed his lips and said nervously: "I said before, I want to pay back the grievances that Miss Yan suffered."

Being poked into his heart, Qing Yanci's heart beat even harder.

The latter didn't feel embarrassed at all, instead he felt that this matter was ordinary, so he just smiled at him and said, "I'm hungry, and I want to eat your spicy fish head."

The corner of Yan Xiqian's mouth couldn't hide a smile, "Idiot, who wants you to pay this back? Fortunately, there are so many maids in Chonghua Palace, no one saw them, otherwise, it would be really embarrassing."

"With me, so nervous?" She raised her eyebrows and asked him.

At that time, Yan Xiqian only felt that there was something wrong with this person, and he was very rude.

On the wedding night, he wanted to leave her alone and throw her a carrot.

However, it was Yan Xiqian's growling stomach that broke the soft atmosphere.

The atmosphere was quiet and harmonious, and Qing Yanci was so soft that he seemed to be bubbling.

Yan Xiqian held his hand, her slender fingers were cold, she felt a little distressed, "How long have you been standing outside, why are you so frozen?"

Yan Xiqian was so startled that he didn't know how to react for a while.

Yan Xi sighed lightly, and said, "Forget it, let the cook do it, no matter how warm you are."

Qing Yanci was startled, and looked at Yan Xiqian.

These things are all done by Qing Yanci, and she has never worried about them.

Thinking back carefully now, perhaps at that time Qing Yanci was so nervous that he didn't even know what he was doing.

The boy froze, blushed immediately, and stammered, "I'm sorry, I... I will... I will... listen to Miss Yan."

He threw her out, and he stood outside the door just like her?
Yan Xiqian couldn't help laughing, pulled him into the room, pressed him onto the couch and wrapped him in a quilt.

"You have been doing it for hundreds of years, so you should learn it soon?"

Yan Xiqian didn't care much about such details, so much so that she couldn't remember how long it took 19-year-old Qing Yanci to learn how to cook.

It seems not long.

Qing Yanci was silent for a moment, nodded, and said, "I will try my best."

He was about to lift the quilt and get up when he suddenly thought of something, and his face turned red.