After becoming the villain

Chapter 109 Chunhua, lower your voice. After all, you don’t want your mother to hear you.

Zhang Chunhua also just heard about the origin of this big house.

She was a little worried whether Yan Wulu would care... After all, although it was a gift from the officials of the Yamen, it was also suspected of pleasing the eldest son and side concubine.

However, when Zhang Chunhua secretly looked at Yan Wulu, he found that the latter was listening so seriously to his unreliable and careless mother "setting up the dragon gate formation".

He didn't seem to take this to heart, and for a while he breathed a sigh of relief and felt a lot more at ease...

……

Mother Zhang’s eyesight is not good. ,

However, she claimed that she had unintentionally learned a set of extremely inscrutable "skills of touch" from an expert.

As Zhang's mother talked, she wanted to test Yan Wulu's face personally.

Zhang Chunhua originally wanted to stop it.

As a mother, she has never said anything nice to the neighbors and folks.

Even Zhang Chunhua himself is no exception...

Zhang's mother said that Zhang Chunhua has a "mean look and a miserable life". If he does not meet a noble person in the future, he will definitely die short and early.

but……

Yan Wulu was a little curious about this "touching technique".

Although he felt that it might just be fake, he might as well give it a try. After all, there was no point in just sitting and chatting like this.

Zhang's mother also made a lot of preparations before taking Yan Wulu's photo.

She first asked Zhang Chunhua to fetch a ladle of water from a wooden basin, wash his hands slightly, and then muttered something in his mouth like a secret language of Western Yi Buddhism...

"Xian son-in-law, please come this way." Mother Zhang said calmly.

Yan Wulu stepped forward.

Under Zhang's mother's instructions, he sat on a seat in front of her.

Zhang's mother's hands touched Yan Wulu's neck, then gradually moved up and stroked slowly.

Her hands are not as rough as Yan Wulu expected, although they are still far less delicate and soft than Zhang Chunhua's palms.

Vaguely, Yan Wulu seemed to see a trace of Zhang's mother's youthful demeanor in her figure... Presumably what Zhang Chunhua said at the time, "the handsome beauties from all over the country", was not an exaggeration.

"A good-looking son-in-law is born handsome, and he is as talented and beautiful as my Chunhua." Mother Zhang suddenly said.

This made Zhang Chunhua feel a little embarrassed for a while, and secretly asked her to focus on figuring out, and don't make Yan Wulu wait too long.

Hearing this, Mother Zhang chuckled, still caressing Yan Wulu's cheek unhurriedly...

Finally, it took quite a while to complete the whole set up to the forehead.

Mother Zhang's face, after a brief look of astonishment, turned into a look of joy.

She praised Yan Wulu for being a man of great wealth and wealth.

"It is a perfect match for my Chunhua, who is born to be a prosperous husband."

When Zhang Chunhua heard this from afar, he couldn't help but chuckle and said, "Mom, didn't you say before that I was mean and miserable?"

Zhang's mother patiently replied: "It's true that you are mean and miserable, but there is only one good one - a prosperous husband."

Zhang Chunhua and Yan Wulu looked at each other and smiled, but didn't say anything more.

They all just thought that these were some random words of praise for Yan Wulu made up by Zhang’s mother...

……

……

Dusk is approaching.

Yan Wulu and Zhang Chunhua are going to return to Yanbei City after dinner with Zhang's mother.

Zhang Chunhua is cooking in the kitchen.

Yan Wulu went to help.

The kitchen is large, not too far from the living room, but not close either.

Zhang Chunhua is cooking a pot of bone soup by the stove...

"Is there anything I can do for you?" Yan Wulu approached and asked.

"No need." Zhang Chunhua smiled and said, "...Your Majesty, you are rich in wealth, how can you come to the kitchen in person? Your Majesty, go and chat with my mother, Chunhua will prepare the meal soon. ”

"There is no such thing as a body of ten thousand gold."

Yan Wulu approached Zhang Chunhua and continued: "...haven't you often seen and touched my body? Does it look like it's made of gold?"

When Zhang Chunhua heard this, his face turned red and he chuckled.

"Besides, if I can stay with you Chunhua, even this place is much more luxurious than the palace hall."

Zhang Chunhua was a little flustered by Yan Wulu's words...

It just so happened that she did have some things at the moment that she couldn't spare her time.

"Your Majesty, please go and cut the pumpkin on the chopping board into slices. Chunhua will need it later."

"Okay." Yan Wulu responded.

He walked forward and picked up the kitchen knife. Thinking about it, the usage of the kitchen knife should be similar to the sword technique.

With the idea in his mind settled, Yan Wulu lightly tapped the chopping board with his hand, and the whole big pumpkin flew directly up.

The sharp blade cuts through the air.

When the big pumpkin fell off the chopping board, the entire pumpkin also turned into a series of flakes...

In those few moments, Yan Wulu swung his kitchen knife dozens of times...

This is the point that can only be achieved by the realm of "the unity of man and sword".

Yan Wulu was delighted, he looked at Zhang Chunhua, turned slightly sideways, and showed off his sword skills.

Zhang Chunhua's face was full of smiles, and he even applauded and praised.

Then she turned around, and there were more than a dozen potatoes beside Zhang Chunhua. She needed them to make soup now.

Without thinking too much, Zhang Chunhua followed Yan Wulu's example and smacked all the dozen potatoes with one palm.

Knife light flickered.

A dozen potatoes were all peeled, and then dropped into the bone soup in an almost diced shape.

The potato skins are all on Zhang Chunhua's blade...

With a swipe of her left hand, she wiped away the potato skin like a swordsman wiping away blood.

Whether it's the number of swings or the number of targets.

Zhang Chunhua's difficulty and quantity are far superior to Yan Wulu's.

The time is almost the same.

He casually showed more perfect sword skills...

"Hahaha."

When Yan Wulu saw this, he smiled helplessly in his heart. He thought to himself, "...This Chunhua is a sixth-level Dzogchen warrior, a top secret guard, and one of the top three figures in the Zhenbei secret guard system."

"... I am a martial artist who has just learned martial arts for more than half a year, and he is actually practicing in front of her. It is really ridiculous."

Zhang Chunhua seemed to be belatedly aware of this.

Did she think she had just offended the prince?
Zhang Chunhua turned to look at Yan Wulu, and felt slightly relieved after confirming that the other person's expression had not changed much.

……

Bone broth already has all the seasonings added.

The rest of the dishes are basically prepared. Once the soup is ready, you can start stir-frying the rest of the food.

During this period, Yan Wulu and Zhang Chunhua also went out several times, picked up some things, and chatted with Zhang's mother.

The latter seemed very happy today.

She could tell from many details that Yan Wulu and Yan Wulu were very affectionate, so she never came to the kitchen to disturb their world of two.Just sitting in the living room waiting for the dishes.

The kitchen door is closed.

Basically cutting off the line of sight between the two places.

"Chunhua, speaking of it, do you believe what your mother said? Or, Chunhua, what kind of prosperous husband do you think you are?" Yan Wulu suddenly spoke next to Zhang Chunhua.

"What do you think, Your Highness?"

Yan Wulu heard this, thought for a while, and then said jokingly: "I think that compared to a prosperous husband, you... are more like a 'demon concubine' who brings disaster to the country and the people."

"...Especially when you're in bed with me."

Hearing this, Zhang Chunhua covered his mouth slightly and chuckled, then said gently but with a hint of evil -

"Then Chunhua is quite honored. At least he is no longer the mean and miserable person my mother said."

As the two spoke, their eyes intertwined.

For some reason, in the afterglow of the setting sun, a faint light came from the window.

The atmosphere became ambiguous for a while. "

The distance between the two gradually shortened.

Zhang Chunhua closed his eyes slightly.

They are about to kiss each other at the sight of each other...

"Goooooooooooooooooo..."

The sound of bone soup being cooked suddenly sounded.

Zhang Chunhua opened his eyes and came to his senses.

He quickly got up and went to the stove, put on a simple apron, picked up the spoon, opened the lid of the pot, and bowed slightly to try the salty taste.

Yan Wulu was also temporarily interrupted by this voice.

His eyes narrowed slightly, but there was still a slight smile on his face.

Just suddenly, his gaze was fixed on the person in front of him...

Under the afterglow of the setting sun, Zhang Chunhua, wearing an apron and bending down to taste the bone soup, felt very warm for a moment.

While feeling warm, Yan Wulu thought of something else...

Zhang Chunhua has a graceful and beautiful figure, but at this moment... she looks like... a peach and a perky butt.

Yan Wulu was stunned for a moment, but then he smiled, stood up, and walked forward.

"Chunhua, you are so charming now..."

"What the prince said, isn't Chunhua not charming in the past?"

Zhang Chunhua didn't know Yan Wulu was walking in yet, so he just smiled lightly and said.

When she felt Yan Wulu's approach, there was already physical contact, and her whole body was gently embraced by him from behind...

"Your Majesty, do you want... that? It's not possible yet, Chunhua is still cooking."

"fine."

Yan Wulu put his index finger on Zhang Chunhua's lips, indicating that he should speak softer.

His words were like breathing lightly on Zhang Chunhua's earlobes with beautiful earrings.

Yan Wulu smoothed Zhang Chunhua's slightly loose hair with one hand and continued to say——

"...you do yours, and I do mine. They don't affect each other."

"My son, then... well, my mother is still outside."

"Yes, Chunhua, you don't want your mother to hear it either."

Yan Wulu had already begun to smell the scent of the other party's hair, which was as fragrant as frangipani.

He paused and continued——

“...So, Chunhua, you have to be patient and keep your voice down.

"...Don't be like the morning before yesterday, when my father could hear...your moving and sweet voice outside the palace door."

"If His Highness the Crown Prince must..."

The sweetheart in his arms seemed to be trembling a little, whether it was fear or...excitement, "Chunhua, Chunhua...I just hope His Highness can hurry up."

"Hurry up? This is a bit difficult for me..."

"...However, if Chunhua can move more by yourself like last time, you should be able to go a little faster."

on the stovetop.

The bone broth is still steaming.

The fire shows no sign of weakening...

Various sounds were emitted from the boiling bone soup, but under artificial suppression, the boiling sound of the bone soup was weakened to an extremely low level to ensure that it would never be heard by Mrs. Zhang outside the living room. , Influence other people.

……

The sun is fully down.

Towards evening
Yan Wulu and Zhang Chunhua finished making soup.

Eat in the living room.

It's fun.

Officials from Yanbei Prefecture's Yamen came to visit Zhang's mother with some meat and food.

Enter the Zhang family.

I happened to meet Yan Wulu and Zhang Chunhua.

The jaws of the leading officials at that time were about to drop from shock...

"World……"

When he was about to salute, he was stopped by Yan Wulu with a hint.

The officials understood this and continued to give gifts as usual.

By the way, I praised my mother's virtuous son-in-law several times. He is really a best among men!Pan An's appearance!Lu Ji’s talent!

Mother Zhang also responded with a smile, she also likes this son-in-law very much.

……

Zhang's mother invited the officials to have dinner with her.

Those few people were respectful and on pins and needles beside Yan Wulu.

After finally finishing the meal.

They were just about to say goodbye and leave.

Yan Wulu suddenly spoke, saying that he wanted to see Zhang Mu's eye disease.

Maybe, he has a way to cure Zhang's mother.

Zhang's mother was also stunned for a moment. This is an old problem accumulated over the years. Is it really possible?

The same goes for Zhang Chunhua.

She hoped more than anyone else that her mother's eyes would get better.

Yan Wulu diagnosed and treated Zhang’s mother for a long time...

During this period, those officials who had always wanted to leave did not dare to speak out at all, and were treated by Yan Wulu as tools to get medicine and deliver things...

Finally, with the blessing of his "Medicine Master's Bronze Finger", Yan Wulu used the identification technique, and spent dozens of points of destiny in exchange for some rare items.

He took a pen and wrote down the prescription and said——

"Mother-in-law, please follow this prescription and mix it with some of my unique medicinal materials. Boil it for an hour. The resulting decoction can be divided into three times a day."

"...In about a year, your eyes will get better and you will be able to see clearly the appearance of pedestrians within a hundred meters."

"...At that time, Chunhua and I will come to visit you again and prepare for the next course of treatment based on your recovery."

Mother Zhang was almost overjoyed at that time.

She never thought that after so many years, it would be possible for her to see as clearly as she did when she was young...

What is lost and found is the most precious thing.

Zhang Chunhua on the side was also overjoyed.

But after Zhang's mother saw the prescription, she looked embarrassed...

The medicines on this are all too expensive.

Even if she spent all her wealth, she wouldn't be able to afford her share for a few days, let alone a whole year?
Yan Wulu saw Mother Zhang's embarrassment and pretended to cough slightly.

When the government officials saw this, they were a little puzzled at first.

It was the leading old official who understood immediately. He stepped forward and said he wanted to see the prescription, and then said seemingly "unintentionally"——

"I know a place that sells these medicines very cheaply."

"...Mrs. Zhang, we will buy your medicine from now on!"

The old official said.

Plausible words.

Of course he didn't have the money to buy it, but he glanced at the Crown Prince Yan Wulu, who was secretly giving him a thumbs up.

The old official knew in his heart that the money was paid by the prince.

Mother Zhang is not a stupid person...

She thanked the old official for his words and agreed.

But in the dark, he has been paying attention to his son-in-law...

Zhang Chunhua was also very grateful to the crown prince Yan Wulu.

When no one was paying attention, she quietly approached Yan Wulu and whispered in a low voice: "Thank you, His Royal Highness."

Yan Wulu chuckled, "I am your husband..."

Yan Wulu wanted to say, "There's no need to be so polite," but he thought about it and said instead——

"...If Chunhua really wants to thank me, after returning to the palace in the evening, we can continue what we didn't finish at dusk..."

While speaking, Yan Wulu had already gently pinched Zhang Chunhua's cheek.

The latter also let him manipulate him and nodded slightly, "Chunhua listens to the prince."

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(End of this chapter)