Wang Fuming to know

Chapter 1972 [5]

Otherwise, she would definitely not be able to accept her current life.

Now I don't feel inferior when serving people, but treat Zhong Jingyan as a guest.Well, it seems that the guest is not suitable, she has something to ask for, so she treats Zhong Jingyan as a patron.

If the benefactor serves well, the benefits of waiting will be much more.

Qing'er cheerfully offered dishes to Zhong Jingyan, and then sat on the side by herself, completely unaware that the faces of the maids in the room turned pale.

"My lord, try this, I guarantee that you will really like it after you taste it." After Qing'er finished speaking, Man Han looked at Zhong Jingyan expectantly, waiting for his evaluation.

The person who sat in Zhong Jingyan's seat, how could it be possible for people to see his preferences.He sighed slightly in his heart, he didn't know whether the woman in front of him was really stupid or fake, this ignorant appearance was really a headache.

"Not bad." It was undeniable that he had developed a strong interest in his little princess.

Qing'er's eyes lit up, "Really? You should try this dish, my lord. The taste of this dish is absolutely amazing!"

Zhong Jingyan savored her recommendation silently, and would say that it was not bad every time he ate.It wasn't that he wanted to speak, it was that Qing'er's mouth never stopped.What's more, she also has a pair of eyes that can talk, and when she looks at you, she can let you see what she means.

He hadn't heard of Ming Shangshu's youngest daughter being a culinary expert before. Thinking of the previous news, Zhong Jingyan smiled wryly again.If the previous news is correct, then the person sitting in front of him should not be a pretty girl, but an ugly sick child who may die at any time.

He once wondered if someone had changed Mingzhu's identity, but he found that the little girl in front of him was indeed Mingzhu.

"princess……"

Qing'er hurriedly said: "The prince doesn't need to call me Wangfei, just call me Qing'er."

"Qing'er?"

"Well, it's my baby name. My family has called me that since I was born." Qing'er smiled happily, her eyes forming a crescent shape.

Zhong Jingyan nodded, "Qing'er, where did you learn this craft from?"

Qing'er rolled her eyes wide, and asked Zhong Jingyan with a frown, "Does the lord want to see my master? But, my master is just a book, what should I do!"

"a book?"

Qing'er nodded vigorously, "My master is a book."

"Do you think this king will believe it?" Zhong Jingyan was not such a restless person, so he opened his mouth for some reason.

Qing'er suddenly looked at him with adoring eyes, and said with a smile: "I knew that the prince is very smart, you won't believe me when I say that. Unlike my parents and those maids and women, I said that , and they believed it.”

Zhong Jing raised a black line.

Why does he always feel that something is messed up.

"Then where did you learn your cooking skills?" Zhong Jingyan persisted in asking.

Qing'er was very embarrassed, maybe she wanted to talk about her past life, but if she said that, she would be caught and burned as a monster.Qing'er was very conflicted, moved closer to Zhong Jingyan, bit her lip, and whispered: "I told the prince, the prince can't tell outsiders!"

Zhong Jingyan was having a headache, and finally nodded, "This king promises a thousand pieces of gold, so I won't tell others."

Qing'er laughed immediately, and then said in a very small voice: "Actually, I carry the memories of my previous life, and these things are in my memory."

(End of this chapter)