The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

Li Xun, who was crying soft, picked him up, patted the dust on his clothes, wiped his messy little face with a handkerchief, and then gently pushed him back to the room.

"It's late at night. Don't think about anything. Have a good sleep."

Half kneeling and facing his four eyes, Jiang qianxia told the child's mother with a smile: "no matter what happens, the sun will rise as usual. You are the future emperor of Daqian and the sun of tens of millions of people of Daqian."

"The naughty Li Xun died just now. When the first morning light falls on your window tomorrow, you will be reborn like a Phoenix."

"Really, really?"

Li Xun asked carefully, and his little hand involuntarily grabbed Jiang qianxia's sleeve.

"Well, really."

Touching his head, Jiang qianxia said, "from tomorrow on, I, a gentleman, will teach you how to be a good son, how to be a good prince, and finally, how to be an emperor who is destined to be respected by future generations."

Just now the painful heart seems to have come back to life bit by bit. It's itchy and soft in my heart. I can't wait to reach in and scratch it.

Take off your clothes and go to bed. Watch her tuck in the quilt corner, close the bed curtain, and gently close the door.

"The black sky is low, bright stars follow, insects fly, insects fly, who are you missing..."

After so many things happened, Li Xun thought he would not be able to sleep, but listening to the strange tune outside the window, he softened into the minor tune in his heart, but he suddenly felt that his body became light and floating

"Asleep."

He pulled his little cook into his arms and wrapped it in a cloak. Guli glanced at Li Xun's yard and whispered.

He yawned greatly. Jiang qianxia twisted his neck and hung it on him. He whispered, "I'm tired after playing all night. Go back and rub my waist. It's going to break."

He simply picked her up, and Guli stared at her discontentedly as he walked back.

"Taoist Sun said that pregnant women should not eat baked food."

"Oh, what's the matter with a little barbecue for our future?"

"Taoist Sun said that pregnant women should not catch cold, be tired and go to bed late."

"Where do I catch cold when I wear so much? Tired and go to bed late... You don't let me go to bed early in a few days?"

As soon as his body was stiff, Guli coughed and turned his head to hide the blush on his face. When he heard the "hey hey" low laughter of the man in his arms, he bowed his head sadly and bit on the tip of her nose.

"You can also sing minor. Why didn't my husband know it before?"

Pinching his nose, Jiang qianxia deliberately disliked the way: "such a big vinegar taste, it's enough to eat crabs."

Seeing his husband staring, Jiang qianxia quickly hugged his neck and said with a smile, "go back and sing for you. I'll sing everything I want to hear. For example, I love you?"

Guli, who is informal in Daqian, still didn't resist the cheekiness of her little cook. Her heart beat suddenly disorderly. She could only pat her ass twice to speed up her steps.

It was another morning. The people under the ancient mansion, completely unaffected by last night, began a day of hard work. There were voices everywhere, driving away the loneliness of the night.

Li Xun buried her head in the quilt. She was angry at her weakness last night, but she had inexplicable expectations for the future she described.

The child's shame and pure expectation made Li Xun fall into an endless tangle - whether to get up or not and ask the woman what to teach him?

But what a shame... What should I do

"What are you doing in bed when you're in the sun? Get up and have breakfast!"

Just struggling, Li Xun was startled by the sudden burst of female voice. When she came back to her senses, she had already opened the door in her shoes.

Jiang qianxia frowned at him and stretched out his hand to pull his messy clothes. He said uncertainly, "no, you're so old that you can't even dress yourself?"

Boundless and Angelica stood behind her with complicated expressions - it was clear that the master himself could not wear clothes and even asked the general to help him take them off. How on earth did he run on a child?

Being watched by two servants, Li Xun's small face flushed. She instinctively wanted to be as angry as before, but she lowered her head in frustration under her gaze.

"Oh, forget it, Angelica dahurica, you help him put on his clothes and pay attention to teaching him how to wear them. If you can't learn, you'll go to dinner naked tomorrow."

Frightened by Jiang qianxia's threat, Li Xun looked very seriously at how Angelica dahurica dressed herself. There was something she couldn't remember. She anxiously opened it and asked her to demonstrate it again.

It took a quarter of an hour to put on his clothes. Li Xun was sweating and determined that he really knew how to put on his clothes. He excitedly opened the door to show off, but he was very wronged to find that the woman had disappeared long ago

"Young master, go to the dining room with your maidservant. If you are late, your breakfast will be cold."

It took a long time to realize that the "young master" was calling himself. Li Xun couldn't tell what it was like in his heart. He frowned and was dragged away by Angelica dahurica. He forgot that he hated servants to touch him regardless of rank and inferiority.

Hurried to the dining room and sat in a high chair that couldn't step on the ground. Li Xun looked at you holding chopsticks and I holding all kinds of small steamers and plates of chopsticks. He said angrily, "why don't you share food? It looks so dirty!"

"What are children picky about? You wash so many bowls separately?"

After blocking Li Xun, Jiang qianxia's stepmother rolled her eyes and sandwiched him a broken crisp bag. She said angrily, "don't talk nonsense, eat quickly! There's still something to do after eating!"

The steamed stuffed bun was caught by her chopsticks. He didn't want to eat it at all, but the steamed stuffed bun really smells good

With a bite without conscience, Li Xun accelerated the chewing speed.

After a meal, Li Xun's most hated person has changed from Jiang qianxia to her personal maid - perilla.

Clearly looking at the little maid, how can you eat so much! If you dare to rob him of food, you should drag it out and kill it!

And that boundless, give all the best to the annoying night fork, and she can't eat so much!

Burping, Li Xun decided to teach them a lesson when his stomach was a little more comfortable.

Being forced by boundlessness to drink the last mouthful of tonic soup, Jiang qianxia breathed a sigh of relief and raised his chin to Li Xun.

"As an emperor, the greatest responsibility is to manage a country well."

Li Xun instinctively sat up and looked at her seriously, trying to hear what she could say.

"But you are still too young, so let's start with small things."

Pointing to boundless, Jiang qianxia said seriously, "follow brother boundless to study hard and how to deal with people and things... Forget it, don't learn from him. His ice face is useless."

Boundless blushed and swept away coldly, staring the newly formed teachers and disciples dumb.

"Cough!"

Jiang qianxia scratched his head and thought for a long time. He found that there was really no one around him.

Even the most sleek little fat man Hu Zirong can't let the prince learn the power of flattery and roundness?

Besides, her first batch of students now have their own tasks. Their busy letters are sent to her in a few words. If they throw the crown prince to them again, it is estimated that they will rebel

After thinking about it for a long time, Jiang qianxia sadly found that he seems to be the one with the most leisure?

"... Oh, forget it. Follow me first. After reading all the books that should be read, sir will take you to social practice!"