Sweet field peasant woman is delicious

Chapter 310 The Posture Is Pretending To Be Shown To Outsiders (4)
Wen Mianran thought over and over again, and nodded: "Then go, they have such a big incident, if I don't even show my face, I will be unfamiliar instead." This unfamiliarity is just unfamiliarity in business affairs. Ever since he decided to leave Lancheng, he had no intention of getting acquainted with them.

Jun Denglu's heart was really sweating, if something happened to An Le, he couldn't bear it on his conscience, after all, An Le helped her to win her current happiness!
The two settled down in the mansion, and went directly to Yuanzhen Prince's mansion early the next morning.

An Le is preparing meals for Juncheng himself in the kitchen. Last time at the bottom of the cliff, he said that the beggar chicken was delicious, and he also mentioned the raw roasted hare. An Le thought that he would prepare these for him in the next few days .

In the courtyard of Lianqin Pavilion, a group of servant girls watched Anle make beggar chicken. Anle explained to them while making it. After all, it tastes good. If they are greedy, they can buy a chicken and cook it themselves. .

The servant led Wen Mianran in, and saw this scene as soon as she entered the yard, it seemed that she had a good life as a child.

The servant hurriedly squeezed into the crowd and announced: "Madam, Mr. Wen, Minister of the Household Department, is here."

Only then An Le raised his head and responded, then put the earth bag in his hand on the fire and started to roast, and asked the maid on the side to watch: "Look at the time, it's almost two sticks of incense, and when you smell the fragrance, use a tree branch to burn it." Take it out, dig the soil, peel off the lotus leaf and you can eat it, but don't touch this one, it's for the prince to eat, when the time comes, just fish it out and put it in the kitchen for me, don't dig the soil To get the heat out."

Everyone responded repeatedly, who dares to touch this chicken?Isn't that grabbing things with Shizi? !

Jun Dengli looked at the excitement over there, and wanted to go over to have a look, but found that An Le had already come out, only wearing a smoke cage green smoke thin shirt, and only a wooden hairpin was used to fix his head, loosely tied. It is obviously a homely dress, but the temperament of the whole body makes people feel good.

"Why are you here?" An Le took the handkerchief Chunlan handed over, wiped her hands, and said with a smile.

"See if you're alive." Wen Mianran said coolly.

An Le was not annoyed, she just smiled and said: "The son is still alive, how dare I leave first, it's just a false alarm."

Jun Dengxu hurriedly said: "False alarm? I fell into the cliff, and I still have a false alarm? How bad is the injury?" But An Le is like this, not to mention the injury, there is no scar at all.

An Le led them to the flower hall. After all, this is a courtyard, so you can't talk to guests in the courtyard.

"I'm lucky and fateful. When I fell, there was a backrest under it. It really didn't matter." If there is no spiritual spring water, then something might happen.

Jun Denglu breathed a sigh of relief, but Wen Mianran frowned slightly: "The one on the back?"

"A good friend who shares weal and woe." An Le said casually, but she was actually going to reflexively say something poor.

"male?"

"How do you know?" An Le looked at him in surprise.

Wen Mianran said with a half-smile: "I don't remember Shizi being such a magnanimous person, he didn't respond?"

An Le pouted angrily: "What's wrong with him? It's fine!"

Wen Mianran took a sip of tea, and stopped answering, but the slightly raised corners of his lips showed that he was actually in a good mood, thinking that Juncheng was in a bad mood, he was in a good mood.

It may be that he is too narrow-minded and holds grudges.

Jun Dengxu couldn't help asking: "Ma'am, I don't know what you did just now? It looks so strange."

An Le played dumb to Wen Mianran: "This is..."

Wen Mianran said: "It's my unmarried wife, the marriage is about these few days."

Only then did An Le suddenly realize: "Oh? That's how it is." Then he smiled at Jun Denglu and said, "I will come to play often in the future. If you like cooking, I can teach you."

Of course Jun Dengxu doesn't like cooking, but Anle's words are obviously to help Jun Dengxu find an excuse to come to Yuanzhen Palace often. Jun Dengxu really has too many things to say to Anle alone, so he immediately agrees. He settled down: "Okay, I must come here often, I really like this roast chicken!"

Wen Mianran didn't speak, she acquiesced, and changed the subject: "Where is your son?"

"I'm learning the art of war. My lord is just such a son, so I have great expectations." Speaking of this, An Le felt distressed for a while.

Wen Mianran frowned and said, "Isn't it too late to start learning at this time?" He knew that Juncheng was talented and intelligent. When he was in Lancheng, it didn't take much time to learn to read, but things like the art of war , it must be taught from an early age, this age is indeed not suitable.

An Le sighed: "The way to get pregnant, you can't just watch the prince die in depression."

Wen Mianran had no choice but to say: "Let's see his fortune."

After talking for a while, I heard a young servant come to report: "Lord Li is here."

An Le had a headache for a while, and since returning to Beijing, it hasn't stopped for a day. The big guys ran to Yuanzhen Prince's Mansion like driving a car, just to see if she was still alive.

As soon as Li Luo came in, Wen Mianran was too lazy to even give a symbolic salute. After all, the two of them had been working hand in hand for so long, so these vain gifts were really unnecessary.

"Hey, you are still alive."

As soon as she heard Li Luo's exaggerated voice, An Le shivered, why is this person so shameless!

Looking at him coolly, he said, "What's the matter? I wish I couldn't get up, right?"

Li Luo sat down on his own, and said with a smile, "How dare I, I haven't paid back my money yet, if you just leave like this, how will I live?"

An Le couldn't listen any longer, instead she said with a smile: "I fell off the cliff this time, and the medical bills cost me a lot. Anyway, it can be regarded as a work-related injury. As one of the delicious and full owners, Mr. Li, should I also give some money?" What about the shares?"

Li Luo hurriedly said to Wen Mianran: "When are you going to get married? I'm still waiting for the wedding, let's set a date."

An Le gave him a blank look, this narcissist who is stingy and stingy, let him be killed.

Wen Mianran took a look at Jun Dengpi, and said: "I guess it will be next month. I don't plan to make it big. Just keep a low profile. She can't stand those complicated etiquette, and she will probably be suffocated to death."

Indeed, in ancient times, the grand wedding was for the guests to see, and for the groom to look good. As for the bride, she had to accept all the red tape, and she was so tired that she had to wait in the new house.

Jun Denglu's detached personality really can't stand such a thing, so it's better to be simpler, it seems that Wen Mianran is really considerate to her, and considers everything for her.

(End of this chapter)