Solitary pet

Chapter 28

She has seen his frivolous and unruly appearance in private, which is completely different from his current sanctimonious posture.He is extremely good at sociability, he doesn't talk much, his words are stamped on the main points, he can retract and release freely, and he is very upright in front of everyone.

He Sheng glanced at him from the corner of his eye, only in the crowd, she was not afraid of his gaze - because now he wouldn't even glance at her.

She had finally grasped his habit. In order to maintain his dignified image in front of people, his half-joking and half-frivolous appearance would disappear completely.

He greeted others familiarly, then suddenly turned his head, his gaze seemed to be deliberately ignoring a certain direction, and as soon as he waved, the entourage who usually followed him immediately stepped forward.

He leaned down and said a few words, pointed to where she was, and when he raised his eyes, the entourage just now had already walked towards her.

"Miss Wei, my son has something to ask for."

Before He Sheng recovered his senses, he was invited aside. Pei Liang bowed and said, "Hi Miss Wei, we met last time. My name is Pei Liang. I am my son's personal attendant and housekeeper."

Pei Liang thought, maybe this girl will be the mistress of the palace in the future, so he needs to introduce himself formally.After all, his human target is still very important to the prince.

He Sheng replied, "Hello, Butler Pei."

"It's like this. I invited the chef of Yuegeng Pavilion today. I didn't expect the chef to suddenly feel unwell. The side dishes are all ready, and there is still one main dish missing. A few days ago, my son ate the lotus root cake sent by your mansion. I thought it was delicious, and after inquiring, it turned out that it was made by Miss Wei, so I kindly ask that Miss Wei can lend a helping hand to finish the last dish instead of the cook."

After speaking in one breath, Pei Liang felt quite ashamed.There is something wrong with the way the prince pursues girls... Although the chef is sick, he can't really let Miss Wei cook...

Wei Lin rushed out, and she had been eavesdropping on the sidelines. When she heard that she was helping Mr. Shen, she wished she could immediately answer: "I can also cook, so let me do it."

Wei Lin's ardent gaze made He Sheng feel a little embarrassed, if there were no Wei Lin's words, she would have refused directly, and now because of Wei Lin's face, she could only reluctantly do it.

"The kitchen is dirty, so it's inevitable that your dress will get dirty. You're dressed so beautifully today, so don't let it go to waste." He Sheng smiled, and generously responded to Pei Liang's request: "Please lead the way, Housekeeper Pei."

A cook is a cook, anyway, she is not a lady of the big family, as long as she is not used as a maid, she will be fine.

Pei Liang respectfully led the way, secretly giving He Sheng a point.

At the door of the kitchen, the servants introduced the ingredients and utensils one by one. The poor dish was the finale of the main table—it happened to be the feast she was attending.

Thinking that it was a dish for himself, He Sheng got excited, chose a lively fish, and prepared to serve steamed silver cod.

Fasten the apron, call for help, and there is no one in the kitchen.What about people?
Just curious, a deep voice suddenly came from the door: "They went to the front yard to help."

Turning around to look, it turned out that he was standing there, with broad shoulders and narrow waist, tall and tall, and a calm face.

He Sheng pursed his lips and didn't think too much. Anyway, when he came, the people in the kitchen walked away. There was always a reason.This is his home, no need to ask.He was willing to leave the house full of guests and run to the kitchen, just let him go, since she wasn't interested anyway.

With sullen eyes, he wandered around the kitchen, looked sideways at her, and said with care, "Want to help?"

Pointing to the fish in the bucket, He Sheng said, "Kill the fish and peel the scales." He delivered it to the door himself, and it would be a loss if he didn't order it.

Shen Hao lifted his robe, squatted down to catch fish, drew his sword out of its sheath, but hesitated.He had never done such menial work before, and had no idea where to start.

He Sheng glanced over, his eyes were quite puzzled, Shen Hao's heart tightened, and he drew his sword to kill the fish without saying a word.

A majestic prince, peeling bears and slaughtering tigers, and chasing deer and cheetahs are all easy, let alone killing a fish?Don't let the little lady underestimate him.

His Qingfeng sword was bestowed by the emperor, it cuts iron like mud, and can break hair with a blow, and the fish is already dead after a few slashes.

He Sheng took a closer look, and found that the fish was dead, torn apart, with no feathers and scales on the fish body, and the appearance of death was extremely embarrassing.Once it is boiled in the pot, not to mention the increase in appetite, it is estimated that the appetite will be lost at a glance.

Shen Hao saw her frown, and there was a trace of anxiety in her calm tone, "Is this not possible?"

He Sheng shook his head, turned over the fish piece, and skillfully peeled off the scales.None of the fish pieces is intact, and the scales of the meat are sticky, so it's a ghost if it works!
Shen Hao heard her sigh softly, his ears were itchy, and it penetrated into his heart, full of discomfort.After putting away the sword, the smell of fish filled his hands filled his nostrils, making him subconsciously hold his breath.Look at her again, squatting there, patiently removing the fish scales, without any discomfort.

His brow furrowed even tighter.

He Sheng glanced at him, then lowered his gaze, and said in a soft voice, "I want to make fish head with chopped peppers, and I need finely chopped peppers."

Shen Hao said "um", and picked up two taels of red peppers from the vegetable basket, and with a slightly clumsy movement, he picked up the kitchen knife.

For the first time in his life, King Pingling, whose ten fingers did not touch Yang Chunshui, was handled so smoothly by others.

The chili juice splashed, and when it touched the hands, it burned, and it was scorching and painful, as if being whipped by the fire.Shen Hao shrank his fingers without stopping, his knife skills were numb, and he still cut quickly.

He Sheng looked at him secretly, and saw that his thin lips were slightly pursed, his expression was serious, his movements were smooth, and he never slack off.

Looking at it this way, he looks a bit like a man doing things.

Her eyes were bent, the corners of her mouth raised unconsciously, and she buried her head and continued to peel off the scales.

Under the corner directly opposite, Pei Liang spied there, feeling: This time, the lord really did his best!After killing fish and chopping peppers, I don’t know how many times I have to take a bath after the meeting, I just hope that the skin will not be broken by rubbing.

(End of this chapter)