Rather be a concubine

Chapter 122
Hearing this man's words, Bo Yuqiao couldn't help but feel a sense of doubt in her heart. After all, with her aunt's temperament, it is probably impossible to marry a person who is cold-hearted and indifferent to Bo Zheng. , why does my aunt insist on disobeying her grandfather's wishes?Being a concubine is really the most despicable way for a young lady, so why bother?

Even though Bo Yuqiao had thought a lot in her heart, she didn't show it on her face, she asked softly to the man in front of her.

"If that's the case, why do you still want to enter Beijing now? Aren't you afraid that your grandfather will blame you?"

Zhao Xuan is now in his thirties anyway, so he could clearly see the defensive look in Bo Yuqiao's apricot eyes, secretly smiled wryly, and then answered.

"You probably don't know that your grandparents have already gone before March, and your grandmother also went with your grandparents because of excessive worry. After burying your grandparents, I have no more worries. After all, I am not married, and I have no burdens, so I want to go to Beijing to reunite with my elder sister. But on the way, because I don’t know people clearly, I mistakenly regard the bandit as a little lady in trouble, and then lead the wolf into the house, and I am not. The warrior, after handing over all the money on his body, he saved his life, and I am ashamed to say it."

After the words fell, Zhao Xuan's extremely handsome face also showed a trace of sadness that couldn't be concealed.

Seeing this, Bo Yuqiao sneered unkindly in her heart. Her uncle is not too young, and he would encounter a scene where a hero saves the beauty, and he believed it to be true. It can be called pure-hearted.

At this moment, Bo Yuqiao believed the man in front of her to three percent. After all, although the world is big and full of wonders, and there are not a few people with similar births, there are not many people who are as indistinguishable as the man in front of her and her aunt.Besides, she, Bo Yuqiao, was not a special person, so she naturally didn't need others to deliberately plan.

"It's really late for my uncle to enter Beijing now. My aunt passed away eight years ago."

Bo Yuqiao's words were about to fall, and the thin and thin man in front of him staggered violently, his slightly blood-colored face turned pale as paper, and a pair of apricot eyes that were no different from Bo Yuqiao suddenly showed overwhelming sadness, and As if he couldn't believe it, he wanted to speak, but he was speechless.If so, the man's eyes were just a little red, but he didn't cry.

At this moment, Zhao Xuan only felt that the little lady who looked like the elder sister in front of him must be uttering lies. After all, how could the elder sister have passed away?How could she die before her parents!Is this her choice?Eldest sister, why were you so stubborn back then?Why bother?

Zhao Xuan didn't say a word at the moment, and didn't look at Bo Yuqiao, as if he had exhausted all his strength, he walked to the courtyard slowly and vainly, holding on to the carved wooden door.

Bo Yuqiao didn't speak at the moment, but just quietly looked at the slender figure.Her uncle's uncle was very sad now, and the words of comfort were too feeble, it would be better to let his uncle be alone for a while, and he would be fine after he accepted the matter.

Bo Yuqiao walked out of the room slowly, carefully bypassing her uncle, when she stepped out of the small courtyard, she saw Mo Ruqing standing with her hands behind her back.

Hearing the sound of Bo Yuqiao's footsteps, Mo Ruqing turned around slowly, her handsome face did not change, but the worry hidden in her phoenix eyes warmed Bo Yuqiao's heart, and she felt that it was appropriate for a while. .

Bo Yuqiao blessed Mo Ruqing respectfully, and said softly.

"Qiaoer pays respects to foster father."

Seeing Bo Yuqiao's respectful look, Mo Ruqing couldn't help frowning slightly, and said calmly.

"How many times have I told you that you don't need to take these vain rituals to heart, they are of no use."

Hearing this, Bo Yuqiao had a slight smile on her delicate face, but she just curled her lips and said nothing.Although her adoptive father didn't care about these complicated matters, she couldn't ignore them. After all, as an elder, foster father should not be underestimated.

Seeing Bo Yuqiao's appearance, Mo Ruqing also knew that this little lady had always had her own ideas, so she didn't waste any more time talking about this matter, and immediately opened her mouth to speak.

"That man is your uncle."

Hearing the adoptive father's tone, Bo Yuqiao knew that he already knew the identity of that person, so he didn't hide it immediately, nodded slightly, and asked.

"Father, I don't know what happened to my uncle?"

Although Mo Ruqing had checked her uncle's pulse yesterday, Bo Yuqiao was still a little worried at the moment. After all, her uncle was the only blood relative of her aunt besides herself. Naturally, Bo Yuqiao didn't dare to neglect her. Face to see my aunt?
Hearing Bo Yuqiao's question, Mo Ruqing's thin lips parted slightly, and she answered immediately.

"Sister Qiao, don't worry, your uncle just passed out in front of the Xinglin Pavilion because of hunger. He didn't have any trauma on his body. He just needs to pay attention to his food in the next few days and use some restraints." It’s okay to eat and drink.”

Hearing this, Bo Yuqiao felt relieved, and smiled at Mo Ruqing, then took a step forward, pulled Mo Ruqing's sleeves with her small hands, and said in a slightly coquettish manner.

"Qiao Er knows that her adoptive father treats Qiao Er very well. He is not like the man who is full of calculations in the Bo Mansion. It is really disgusting."

As she said that, Bo Yuqiao's beautiful face clustered together, obviously she didn't even want to mention the dirty land of Bo's mansion.

Hearing this, Mo Ruqing's face turned cold, he naturally knew about the palace banquet and dance, but even if he hated it in his heart, it couldn't make Bo Zheng change his mind.Bo Zhengnai was a second-rank official in the court, and he was white, so he might not even be able to enter Bo's residence except for medical consultation, let alone let Bo Zheng listen to his persuasion.

Moreover, the palace banquet was organized by Empress Dowager An herself. If Sister Qiao refused to do so and offended Empress Dowager An, life would be difficult in the future.

After all, His Royal Highness King Rui is the youngest son of Empress Dowager An, and Sister Qiao will also enter Prince Rui's mansion in the future. If she wants to raise her status and enter the jade plate of Zong's family, it is natural to please the mother-in-law, Empress Dowager An. , Only in this way, Wang Fang Rui can give sister Qiao a face smoothly.

Thinking of this, Mo Ruqing also knew that she was powerless to do anything about this matter, and she was a little disappointed in the inconvenience, but her face remained the same, fearing that if sister Qiao worried about this matter again, the gain would outweigh the loss.

"Forget it, you are young, so you don't have to think about these other things anymore. Now go to the small kitchen and cook a bowl of japonica rice and barley porridge, and use it for Zhao Xuan later."

Hearing the word Zhao Xuan, Bo Yuqiao was slightly stunned for a moment, then remembered that Zhao Xuan was probably his uncle's name, and immediately felt relieved, smiled at Mo Ruqing, and then went straight to play in the small kitchen .

After entering the small kitchen, Bo Yuqiao naturally didn't want to delay for a while, first washed the japonica rice and barley separately, then set up two small porcelain urns on the stove, put the fresh milk into the porcelain urns to boil, Then add the best wolfberry nectar and rock sugar into it, and wait until the milk in it has boiled through the third boil, then add the japonica rice and barley into the two porcelain jars respectively.

There is a small fire burning under the two porcelain urns, don't be impatient, now uncle's body is still a little weak, if he uses ginseng soup as a supplement, it must be even more unsightly because the deficiency is not replenished, so it is better to use the usual He cooks his food every day, and when his uncle's spleen and stomach can bear it, he supplements it with ginseng.

The coix seed and japonica rice were boiled together for about half an hour. The original milk is also very viscous at this moment. Gently stir it with a porcelain spoon. The sweet fragrance is really very attractive.

Seeing that the coix seed and japonica rice were boiled glutinously, Bo Yuqiao covered the porcelain urn with a towel and brought it down from the stove, and then brought a small casserole with a few hawthorns and some warming medicinal herbs in it. Take out the barley and stalked rice from the two porcelain urns separately, put them in a casserole, and finally pour the good black chicken soup, put it on a low heat and boil for half an hour.

After the porridge in the casserole was cooked, Bo Yuqiao poured it into a small blue and white cup, then put the small cup into a mahogany food box, and carrying the food box, she went to the place where Zhao Xuan was. .After entering the room, as expected, Bo Yuqiao saw Mo Ruqing again.

"Father and uncle are already hungry? Now Qiaoer has cooked some porridge. If you don't mind, let's have a taste first!"

Hearing this, General Mo Ruqing got up from the chair of the Eight Immortals, and before he could speak, Zhao Xuan, who was stunned at the side with blank eyes, suddenly came back to his senses, frowned, and said loudly.

"Your choice of milk is not good. After all, the milk of our Dagan Dynasty is always lacking in taste. This point is definitely not as good as the cows on the grassland. If you remove the fishy smell, the taste must be better, but now I smell your porridge, it is also very good."

After saying that, Zhao Xuan's nose moved slightly, his almond eyes showed a gleam of light, and he stared at the food box in Bao Yuqiao's hand.

Seeing Zhao Xuan's fiery eyes, Mo Ruqing felt a little bit in his heart. Originally, the food that Qiao's son cooked was naturally eaten by his adoptive father, but now this person is also Qiao's elder. It's really not good.

Hearing Zhao Xuan's words, Bo Yuqiao was slightly stunned, and then suddenly understood.Judging from Zhao Yueru's cooking skills, it can be seen that the Zhao family is very particular about cooking. Uncle is the only son of the Zhao family, presumably the culinary skills are even better than that of the aunt.Thinking of this, Bo Yuqiao's lips curled up slightly, and she turned to think about it, her almond eyes were tinged with a smile, and she looked like a cat who had stolen a fish.

Bo Yuqiao didn't say a word, moved lightly with lotus steps, and took out the small blue and white cup from the food box, and then took two porcelain bowls of the same color, put the porridge into the porcelain bowls, and put them in Moru In front of Qing and Zhao Xuan.

(End of this chapter)