Chapter 635 Yes, Soup

Kong Wenjie: "..."

He doesn't seem to have considered this issue.

...

Nanshan Bieyuan.

Zhong Mingwei, Meiya, and Gu Changlin were sitting around the stone table under the grape arbor. Meiya handed out chopsticks to everyone and said expectantly: "The pork bone soup stewed by Guard Kong must be delicious. When he stews it in the afternoon, I can smell it in the backyard, it is very fragrant, and I will drink two more bowls in a while."

"Look at him being so big and rough, he doesn't know how to cook at first glance, and the stewed soup must not taste good, you don't have to expect that." Zhong Mingwei snorted, he really didn't like Meiya's boasting about others Man, I really don't like it!

"Then you come to stew next time," Meiya turned her head to look at him, and said leisurely while stuffing the chopsticks into his hands, "Looking at Mr. Zhong, you have such a gentle appearance, you can see that you are a frequent cook I can cook, I am looking forward to it."

Zhong Mingwei: "...cough cough!"

Gu Changlin stroked his beard slowly, while looking at Zhong Mingwei: "What's wrong, Mingwei? Are you able to choke while you take a breath? You are capable!"

Zhong Mingwei silently closed his mouth: "..."

Seeing his shriveled appearance, Meiya couldn't help but pursed her lips and smiled, and was afraid that Zhong Mingwei would feel uncomfortable and was holding back badly, so seeing Pang Yi coming with empty hands, Meiya hurriedly asked: "Pang Yi, didn't I ask you to serve pork bone soup? Where's the soup?"

"Yeah, where's the soup?" Gu Changlin also frowned and asked.

"Ma'am, no, the bottom of the pot was scraped clean, and there is no pork bone soup at all." Pang Yi scratched his hair, and looked at the three people present with some doubts, "Our family really has pigs. Does such a thing as bone broth exist?"

Meiya: "..."

Gu Changlin: "..."

"Ahem!" Zhong Mingwei coughed twice vigorously.

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Jiasheng thirty-three years on July 7

capital.

That night.

Jingren Palace.

As in previous years, Zhong Zhiheng came to Jingren Palace again on the day when Empress Zhenxian made sacrifices. Come here, without taking anyone with you, even Zhao Ruhai was waiting outside the door, and he just sat silently in Jingren Palace by himself.

"Siyao, I'm here to see you," Zhong Zhiheng sat on the soft couch, watching the drizzle outside the window gently fall on the huge red pomegranate tree. Picking up the exquisite jug, poured two cups of wine, and slowly passed one of the cups to the opposite side. While picking up the cup in front of him, he slowly said to the empty opposite side, "Siyao, this is your favorite wine." Osmanthus wine, come, I will drink with you, and you will drink with me too."

The wine with a strong scent of osmanthus slid down the throat. The sweet osmanthus wine was somehow so bitter that Zhong Zhiheng frowned. He finally swallowed the wine and put the glass back Xiao Ji continued in a slow voice: "Siyao, Lao Qi is also here today, standing with Zhen, offering sacrifices for you, are you happy when you see it?"

"You must be very happy?" Zhong Zhiheng held his lips bitterly, took a deep breath, let it out again, and continued, "Siyao, why... why can't you see it in your eyes? What about me? Obviously I met you first."

Yes, it was indeed Xu Siyao who Zhong Zhiheng met first. In order to repay the great contributions made by the Xu family, the ancestor emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty made a rule that all queens of the Great Zhou Dynasty would come from the Xu family. Naturally, everyone knows what identity she will be in the future, and Zhong Zhiheng has paid close attention to this cousin since he was a child. Rao, Xu's family has strict rules, and unmarried daughters are never allowed to go out, but the news about Xu Siyao, but It filled his ears, he didn't know who his father believed to be the crown prince and who would aspire to the Ninth Five-Year Plan, but he knew early on that the dragon chair belonged to him, so naturally, he always regarded Xu Siyao as his future prince The daughter-in-law who passed the door came to see it.