Chapter 15

The food was served, duck meat stewed with chestnuts, braised carp with licorice, spinach tofu soup, two bowls of white rice.

Nanny Rong put a piece of tofu into her bowl, and sat down on the small stool, "This old slave is just a servant, so I can't eat at the same table with Young Madam, my teeth are bad, so I can only eat some tofu, Young Madam, please eat more." .”

Chu Yunyao glanced at the food on the table calmly, and pretended to be surprised: "The food in the Young Marshal's Mansion is so rich."

Nanny Rong cast a disdainful glance at Chu Yunyao, thinking: Sure enough, she is from the countryside and has never seen the world, and she looks greedy when she sees something delicious.

"These ingredients were originally prepared for the young marshal. The young marshal has a bad appetite, so he changed to vegetarian food temporarily. I was afraid of wasting it, so I prepared it myself and brought it to the young lady." Rong Rong urged: "I cook His craftsmanship has been appreciated by the warlord, please try it, young lady."

It turned out to be an old godly woman who was proficient in medicine.

If she didn't know that duck meat should not be eaten with chestnuts, carp should not be eaten with licorice, spinach and tofu should not be eaten together, and she would not know what the consequences would be if she ate them in large chunks.

Chu Yunyao picked up some spinach and put it into the bowl, "It's a pity for the mother's craftsmanship. Before I got married, the doctor told me that if I want the pustules on my face to disappear as soon as possible, I must avoid food, and I can't eat meat. I can eat some vegetables."

Nanny Rong's complexion changed, she looked at Chu Yunyao sharply, and saw that her face was full of regret and regret, she persuaded: "It's okay to eat a little."

Chu Yunyao shook her head, her tone was firm: "No, my face won't look good every day, I feel disgusting even looking at it, let alone the young commander."

After taking two bites, Chu Yunyao put down her chopsticks, "I'm going to the pharmacy to get medicine later, will you go with me?"

Nanny Rong nodded, "Of course I will follow the Young Madam."

Seeing that Chu Yunyao only ate some white rice and spinach, and didn't touch the rest of the meat dishes, Nanny Rong cursed a few words in her heart, then turned around and made a cup of tea for Chu Yunyao: "Drink some, young lady." Rinse your mouth with tea."

Chu Yunyao smelled the smell of the hot tea, and took the bone china cup, "Thank you Mammy, I'll drink it when it cools down."

After Mother Rong went out with the packed dishes, Chu Yunyao grabbed the cup of tea sprinkled with infertility powder and poured it into the flowerpot in the corner of the bedroom.

It seems that the Governor's wife has a lot of hostility towards the Young Marshal's Mansion. She doesn't want her to die immediately, and she doesn't want her to live well.

Just out of the tiger's den and into the wolf's den.

When Nanny Rong returned to the room, she saw that Chu Yunyao drank all the hot tea, her old face full of orange peel spread out, and she smiled like a chrysanthemum, "Young Madam, the steward has prepared the carriage, We pack up and we can go out."

Chu Yunyao found another handkerchief in the cabinet and took it out to cover her face. She followed Madam Rong out the door. When she passed the front yard, she happened to see a black car slowly driving into the yard. The seat jumped down and opened the door of the rear seat.

A leather boot wrapped with straight long legs was exposed and landed firmly on the ground. Mo Lingyuan came out of the car in military uniform, with a belt around his waist, which made his shoulders wider and waist narrower, and his appearance was imposing.

There was a bit of a smile on the face of Juejun who was not angry but majestic. Compared with the fierce and cold man who shot at him this morning, he was a completely different person.

Mo Lingyuan went around to the other side of the car, opened the door of the rear seat, and helped the girl out of the car in an extremely gentlemanly manner.

"Second Miss Cheng? Why did she come here?" Nanny Rong stared at her cloudy eyes, sharp as knives, wishing she could cut someone.