The Little Cook's Wealthy Counterattack

Bert felt that his rough life in the first half of his life had become happy and sweet after meeting a kind and beautiful master.

In the Fu Kingdom, he was originally a small aristocrat with a fief, but because he fell in love with the same woman with a big aristocrat, he was charged with being a devil, tied to a wooden stick and thrown into the sea.

He even remembered the happy laughter when the noble pushed him into the sea.

However, it doesn't matter. He is now the translator and consultant of the owner's overseas caravan. Although the owner's wanbaoge doesn't have an ocean caravan, it doesn't matter. There will always be. Otherwise, why would the wise owner buy him in advance?

Imagine coming back to the country of fupeng with Daqian's caravan to see the old guys who thought he had already died. The scene should be very interesting. Maybe you can invite the painter to draw it and let the owner smile.

The master's recent smile is like a gem carved flower. Although it is equally beautiful, it is not angry.

"Bert, have you ordered the red silk?"

Bert turned his head and kept bowing to the old housekeeper on the list: "Uncle Yang, Shuxiang silk and satin villa took over the business. They also promised to send a man to dress up Yuezhou city with us on the day when the master got married."

The old housekeeper nodded and said, "OK, you don't have to do other errands. Go and learn etiquette with my uncle."

Bert turned and walked to the side yard. He was very sad for his master. Why did the beautiful and kind Master wronged himself and marry such a man with low status and nothing except his appearance?

Oh, no, he is not a man. When he bathed and changed his clothes, he saw with his own eyes that the person selected by the goddess of luck had no man's objects at all!

"A eunuch can harvest the most beautiful roses. Daqian empire is crazy."

Shaking his head with emotion, Bert walked into the side yard and found that his perfect master was explaining the man in a warm voice!

Sitting in the rocking chair moved by perilla, Jiang qianxia was sprinkled with Mottled sunshine, narrowed his eyes and said lazily in a warm voice: "you don't have to be too nervous. You marry me just to help me block some gossip."

The man stood with his head down, his body bent habitually, and whispered, "it's worth your life if you can stop some trouble for the young lady."

"Don't always call yourself a slave. You can call me shallow summer. If there is no accident, I will call you boundless in the future."

He looked at the eunuch who was returned because he was too feminine and beautiful. He was afraid that he would confuse his majesty or other princes with his disabled body. Jiang qianxia felt sorry for him.

Holding his hand, Jiang qianxia looked up at his embarrassed appearance and said with a smile, "I like beautiful ones. You look so beautiful. You should laugh more in the future."

"... yes, miss, you must laugh more when you have no end."

A cold smile of Han Mei appeared on his face, not arrogant and impetuous, cool and penetrating, but people couldn't help indulging in it.

Boundless found that the young lady looked at herself and was stunned. As soon as she was a little happy, she matched her eyes without focal length.

Who did she see from him

After being in a trance for a while, Jiang qianxia trembled, frowned nervously, looked around and said seriously to boundless: "I feel hairy these two days. It seems that something big is going to happen."

"The young lady is at ease. Boundless will personally protect the young lady and won't let the young lady suffer any harm."

Boundless slightly drooped his eyes, and a trace of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes. He is beautiful, his means of killing, more beautiful.

"No, you don't understand. It's a feeling of guilty conscience."

Shrinking his neck, Jiang qianxia whispered, "remember, if you meet a man who looks better than you these days and he wants to kill you, you should tell him as soon as possible that you are a eunuch, otherwise I'm afraid you'll be exhausted by me."

Narrowed his eyes and said as if nothing had happened: "a man who looks better than a villain? OK, villain, remember."

That man should be the father of the child in the lady's belly.

"And you, Bert, you should also be smart. Always remember that you are my ocean caravan consultant, the kind of special value, not my favorite in the market!"

Bert's exaggerated wail: "kind Master, why can't you be your pet? I like this identity!"

"... if you don't want to die, you keep talking nonsense!"

After kicking him, Jiang qianxia said nervously, "why must I get married in three days? Grandpa publicized my wedding day all over the world. I always feel that I have been calculated."

"No, I have to ask if we can get married tonight in advance! If we get married tonight, we'll go straight to Nanjiang early in the morning and find a wild forest. The children will come out when they can speak!"

Talking to himself, Jiang qianxia ran to Qian Weng's residence with his skirt. Perilla shouted and cried behind him.

I've never seen a woman who is pregnant and dares to run and jump!

Of course, Jiang qianxia's delusion was severely rejected by Qian Weng, and severely scolded her for running over. He ordered perilla in front of her. If he saw her running around next time, he would break her leg!

Lamenting the decline of her status, Jiang qianxia was sadly stuffed back into the small building by perilla, caught by Angelica dahurica, who had to make her wedding clothes, and became a cloth doll to help try on clothes all afternoon.

Busy time always passes very quickly. For Jiang qianxia's marriage, the Qian family is busy without touching the ground. Other rich businessmen close to wanbaoge in lianyuezhou city have money and others, which makes the whole Yuezhou full of joy like a festival.

When someone marries a daughter, having two cars of dowry can make people jealous, but Jiang qianxia is different. In order to determine the status of Miss Qian's family, Qian Weng is going crazy.

The best red section of Shu brocade, from the east gate of Yuezhou City, along the main street of the central axis to the wall of the west gate, is hung as a vulgar red flower.

In the evening, a line of red lanterns hung all over the street. Yuezhou Prefecture magistrate was frightened and kept reminding the water dragon team to pay attention to fire prevention.

On the night before Jiang qianxia's marriage, Qian Weng gave red envelopes to all the people in Qian's house and asked them to go out to celebrate the young lady's leaving the cabinet. In addition to the fixed guards, even Angelica dahurica and perilla were driven out of the house.

Alone in an empty building, Jiang Qian huddled in bed uneasily in summer. Listening to the night wind blowing in the yard, he felt for the first time that this building had the potential to make horror films.

Scared of the middle of the night, Jiang qianxia vaguely wrapped in a quilt and woke up.

"Squeak -"

The closed window suddenly opened slowly, and Jiang qianxia's hair was about to stand up.

Shivering at the dark window, suddenly, a face came out.

"... I'd rather have ghosts..."

Guli came in through the window with a dark face, looked at the self deceiving little cook with her head buried in the quilt, smiled grimly and slapped her puckered little ass.

Seeing her angry look up and stare at him, Guli bared Sen Bai's teeth and leaned in front of her and said word by word: "it's not a ghost. I really let you down, son his mother."