The wind and snow blew hard on her face.
She breathed a sigh of relief, and a lot of cold air was absorbed on her lips.
It was so sticky that she almost opened her lips.
She made two gestures to Qinglian.
Qinglian understood the idea and rushed to the kitchen.
After a while, she ran out with a bowl of ginger soup.
Due to her hurry, the ginger soup spilled onto the ground and melted with the white snow.
In addition to the smell of ginger soup, there was also a hint of chili pepper in the air.
The smell was so strong that I thought it was my sense of smell that was wrong, but after taking a sip of ginger soup, Dingchu stretched out his pink The spicy soup on her uvula was so spicy that sweat broke out from her forehead.
When the spicy soup entered her stomach, her whole body felt warm and wet.
Seeing a blush on her fair cheeks, and a faint hint of sweat on her smooth eyebrows, Qinglian quickly apologized: "Miss, I'm sorry, I was too busy just now, and I was afraid that you would be cold, and the people inside were preparing for the evening meal for the prince.
I washed the stove several times, but I still couldn’t get rid of the spicy smell.”
Spicy Could it be that Dong Lingfeng is really a hot and unlovable guy?
No matter how much you like spicy food, it can't be spicy like this.
Although Yun Dingchu is a military doctor, he is also proficient in Chinese and Western medicine.
When she first saw the paralytic, she felt that his skin color was too fair.
That kind of whiteness was not I haven’t seen the sun all year round, but I have a kind of sick and abnormal white color.
What's more, the white is mixed with a faint dark yellow color.
Chinese medicine pays attention to looking, smelling, asking and feeling.
She only needs to observe to know that there is a problem with the man's liver.
Besides, the sound of dry coughing when he was pushed away by the maid indicates that there is a problem with his lungs.
A liver problem.
How can people with lung problems eat heavy food?
In fact, even if Dong Lingfeng is really dead, it has nothing to do with her.
However, for now, she doesn't want to be a widow, let alone people saying nonsense like her husband.
Besides, the world's doctors Once she sees her parents' heart, there must be no reason to ignore it.
Standing up from the snow, maybe because she had been kneeling for too long, she staggered and almost fell to the snow.
Qinglian screamed and quickly stepped forward to hug her master.
Pulling away Qinglian's hand that was holding her knuckles, Yun Dingchu rushed into the new house in a hurry.
As expected, there were two plates of spicy food on the table, duck feet sauce, spicy frog fish, all the food on the plates.
There was a layer of bright red floating around the edges.
The red looked like it could make people's backs tingle and their eyes turn black.
I didn't expect that she would barge in for no reason.
This time, her cold and noble face showed a hint of shock.
After a while, her eyebrows slowly tightened.
He picked up a duck paw with a chopstick and put it into his mouth.
Without thinking, the woman rushed forward and slapped the back of his hand hard.
The duck paw fell from the corner of his mouth to the ground.
If he hadn't been quick to react, the chopstick would have pierced his lip. , the palm juice stained the skirt of his clothes, the snow-white clothes he had just put on were oily red again, and a trace of anger flashed across his eyes like clear springs.
"Be brave and get out."
The voice was sonorous and powerful, showing the aura of a king who was not angry but was innately majestic. yell at her If she could speak, she would definitely yell back, but unfortunately, her throat was unable to produce a sound.
Ignoring Dongling Fengzhen's gloomy and terrifying face, Yun Dingchu knew that the servants were afraid of the majesty of the sick king, and no one dared to step forward to help her.
Three times, five times, five times two times, she did it on her own.
After a moment, Tan Tan All the delicacies on the incense table were removed.
Feng Fenghuohuo entered the kitchen and poured the dishes.
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The extremely precious dishes were poured into the dirty bucket.
When the women and girls who were cooking saw it, they were just barely shocked.
You know, due to climate reasons, the crop production in the Northern Kingdom is not much, and tribute must be paid to Empress Su at the end of the year.
In the Northern Kingdom, even the extremely noble Empress Dou and King Beixiang can only have lingering fish on the table every five days. , this princess is so courageous Bigger than a bear, it actually took away the lingering smell of King Beixiang once every five days.
King Beixiang sat in the wedding room, chewing silently.
Although his face was full of sinister eyes and his face was gloomy, he did not get angry.
This is something that everyone is wondering about.
Fortunately, she had learned cooking in modern times, so it was not difficult for her to make a few decent home-cooked dishes.
She glanced at the ingredients placed on the wooden shelf in the kitchen: red dates, winter melon, green vegetables, sweet potatoes, and soybeans.
He took a bowl, grabbed a handful of red dates and put it into the bowl.
He made gestures with Qinglian.
Qinglian understood the idea and ran back to the room.
He took out a piece of yam from the box that his master brought from Kyoto and brought it to his master. , peel the yam and cut it into small pieces, then put the soaked red dates and the yam cut into small pieces into the boiling pot.
After a while, add the dried longan meat and white sugar, and start the next dish.
The cooking of delicacies.
When Yun Dingchu was cooking, Qinglian had been helping, and the women and girls in the room were surrounding them and watching, pointing and occasionally whispering secretly.
After the two delicious dishes were served, Yun Dingchu took Qinglian and brought the two carefully prepared dishes to the table.
He wiped the sweat from his forehead with his sleeves, with two rows of eyelashes fluttering and a pair of sparkling eyes.
Like the waves in the lake after rain, there is a bright smile in the corners of the eyes.
"Prince Xiang, this is the nourishing medicinal diet that the young lady has personally prepared for you.
Please eat it."
The master cannot speak, so Qinglian can only do the work for him at any time.
"Withdraw."
Without even looking, his voice was as cold as ice.
King Beixiang held the scroll in his hand and sat upright on the chair.
His sword eyebrows flew into his temples.
His eyes never left the book, and he regarded the dishes that his new wife had worked so hard to prepare as nothing. , Of course, how could the dignified King Beixiang take a mute person seriously?
"My lord, you are not in good health and cannot eat spicy food.
My lady is kind-hearted.
These are really nourishing foods for your body.
Please enjoy them."
The girl's pitiful voice may have moved the cold and noble prince to feel compassion.
He raised his mandible slightly and glanced at the steaming red date and yam soup, white fungus and snow pear stew on the table with his cold eyes.
Lean meat soup, seeing the cold and hard lines on his face gradually softening, Qinglian took courage and carefully placed the red date and yam soup on the table in front of him, and placed a pair of chopsticks lightly on the edge of the soup bowl.
Dongling Fengzhen stared at the few swollen red dates floating in the steaming soup.
He raised his head and looked at the lock of black hair standing firmly in the center of the wedding room less than two meters away from him.
The lock of black hair on the temples had fallen down due to the busy work just now.
Although it was a little messy, it still looked dignified.
With rosy lips and bright red lips, this woman is nothing short of stunning.
Her appearance and figure, however, the eyes that collided with his were as calm as water, full of calmness, without any hint of the coquettishness or shyness of a woman.
This woman is really different from other women.
What is different about it?
Dongling Feng is really I really can’t tell.
However, no matter how different she was, as long as she was a woman sent by Empress Su, she would never get even a trace of tenderness from him.
Thinking of something, the coldness in Dongling Fengzhen's eyes condensed bit by bit.
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