Seeing the regret on Liuli's face, Youshi said: "Ask yourself, is your hatred for Jinxuan really to the point where you are desperate? Even if you abandon your own reputation and lose Chunfeng?"
"I...I..." Liuli choked with sobs.
"I was the one who found out about your miscarriage last time? I'm telling you clearly now that Jinxuan saw through your thoughts early on, but she didn't add insult to injury and took good care of you because you are Chunfeng's wife. She is her sister-in-law, but you tried to harm her again and again.
"Liu Li, the only person Chunyu likes has always been Jinxuan, and they are the first ones to have feelings for each other. If you want to say who has caused trouble and trouble to whom, it is you. If you really can't get along with Jinxuan, and you are so reluctant to live with Chunfeng. If so, I will inform the Queen Mother and the Holy Emperor whether you want to divorce your husband or reconcile, I will make the decision and make it happen for you." Youshi said her decision in a gentle tone of regret.
She could no longer tolerate a family full of conspiracies. She was always on tenterhooks every day, worrying about this and that. She once fought with Mr. Zhou for life and death, wishing that this person would disappear from now on. Fortunately, Ms. Zhou followed her third uncle not long after. I went to Jingzhou, and now I think about it, if we can't get along, we should stay away from each other and fight back and forth. Apart from causing trouble for ourselves, there is really no benefit at all.
Liuli looked at Youshi in horror and said eagerly: "No, I don't want to be separated from Chunfeng."
She is a princess. If she is divorced like this, how can she still have the dignity to live in the world? How can you still hold your head up? Moreover, she really likes Chunfeng, and her feelings for Chunyu are just appreciation and admiration. It is a dream in her teenage years, because Chunyu is praised by everyone as the most outstanding talent, and he is so handsome and cold. Such a man is the best. It’s easy for women to lose their minds, isn’t it? But the relationship between her and Chunfeng was accumulated day by day, bit by bit. It was not dramatic, only plain and real. Suddenly, it was deep in the bone marrow and inseparable.
Youshi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. This was what she wanted, but she deliberately darkened her face and said seriously: "Think about what you want, and then you should know what to do. Now Chunyu has a witness in his hand. All the physical evidence is there, it depends on whether they can forgive you, otherwise, once they send the evidence to the emperor, there will be no room for redemption. If you want to truly repent, show some sincerity. As for Chunfeng, this time he was You are heartbroken, but he still has you in his heart. You should have a good talk with him and untie the knot in each other's hearts."
Liuli Yinya bit her lower lip tightly. Do you want to apologize to Ye Jinxuan? Go and beg her in a humble voice? How could she open her mouth like this
"Does it have to be like this? Can't I promise that I will never do this again?" Liuli said pitifully.
Youshi was speechless and asked her: "Do you think you did the right thing? Then I have nothing to say. If you do something wrong, you should apologize. This is a truth that everyone understands. Even if the emperor does something wrong, he must apologize." A person who dares not even admit his own fault is issuing an edict to blame himself. How credible is your guarantee?"
"I'll give you three days. If you can't solve the problem, then make your decision as I say. Jingan Hou Mansion will not tolerate conspiracy." You stood up coldly and walked away with a flick of his sleeves.
Liuli cried bitterly at her desk. She was already confident of winning, but she never thought that she would fall short, and instead put herself in such a predicament.
Ye Jinxuan, are you really my nemesis and I will never be able to defeat you in this life
After returning from the countryside, Ye Jiayao went to Tianshangju and sat on the rocking chair in the elegant room on the second floor, looking out the window at the scenery of the Qinhuai River.
The setting sun is like blood, reflecting the river surface with sparkling golden light. There are three or two painted boats floating on the river, leisurely following the waves, and the green willows swaying along the bank create a leisurely scene.
The string that had been broken for several days was finally loosened at this moment. The world is vast, and only here can she get a moment of peace.
She closed her eyes tiredly, if only she could not go home.
After being in a daze for a long time, watching the sunset sink into the sky, it’s time for dinner! Forget it, I won’t go back to eat today.
"Xiao Lu."
The door opened with a sound.
"You ask the kitchen to prepare some dinner for Song Qi, and let him go home after eating." Ye Jiayao ordered without knowing what to do.
"What about you?" A gentle voice sounded.
Ye Jiayao frowned, how did he find this place
"No appetite." Ye Jiayao said lightly.
Xia Chunyu moved a chair and sat down next to her.
He said softly: "You have to eat some even if you don't want to eat. I will feel bad if you are starving."
Ye Jiayao really wanted to swear. Why would she be so gentle and considerate now? Why would she have died long ago
Ignore him.
"What do you want to eat? I'll cook it for you!" someone asked with a shy smile.
Ye Jiayao cursed in her heart, your uncle is very picky, but can you do it? Is what you cook edible
"Don't underestimate me. Although I've never done it, I'm smart enough to learn it. I'll learn it now and make it delicious. If you tell me, I'll do it." A certain one just wanted to please.
Ye Jiayao resisted the urge to roll her eyes and said indifferently: "I have no appetite to begin with, and I even lose my appetite when I see you."
Someone smiled and said, "It's fine if I don't show up when you are eating later. Anyway, eat a little. How about a bowl of fried rice with eggs? Just make it the first time you made it for me."
My heartstrings trembled slightly, this guy is really cunning!
The first time she cooked for him, she was so careful to please him, hoping that he would let her go when he was full and satisfied. What was the result
"Chunyu, you'd better not do anything now, it's best to stay away from me." Ye Jiayao said coldly.
It was useless to do anything, she had already made up her mind, and she would leave when she understood everything she needed to know.
How can a certain person automatically block the words he doesn't want to hear and tell him not to do anything and just stay away from her? He sincerely wanted to apologize and make amends.
"That's it. I'll do it. You wait a moment." Xia Chunyu went out and asked someone to bring in a cup of calming Liu'an melon slices.
In the kitchen, a row of seven or eight stoves were burning brightly, and several cooks were stirring and stirring and flipping spoons, as if juggling, and various aromas filled the entire kitchen.
Xia Chunyu rolled up his sleeves, took an apron from the hanger and tied it on, then walked to Zhong Xiang who was cooking.
"Zhong Xiang."
Zhong Xiang turned around and saw that it was the prince, and said in shock: "Master, why did you enter the kitchen? There is a lot of oil smoke here..."
Xia Chunyu whispered in his ear: "Stop what you are doing and teach me how to make egg fried rice."
Zhong Xiang looked at the prince in disbelief. Did he hear it correctly? The prince wants to cook
"Hurry up, I made a bet with the second young lady, we can't lose." Xia Chunyu saw him stunned and said hurriedly.
okay! The fact that he cooks is indeed a bit scary. He himself did not expect that he would cook one day. However, for Yaoyao, he is willing to go through mountains of swords and seas of fire, let alone cook.
Zhong Xiang quickly took out the food from the pot, handed the remaining menu to the person next to him, and said, "Your Majesty, if not, I will prepare it."
Xia Chunyu shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, then I lose. You can just teach me from the side."
If he said he would do it himself, he would do it himself. His feelings for Yaoyao should not be mixed in the slightest.
Zhong Xiang had no choice but to act as the master of the prince.
Teach him how to cut beef first.
"You can't cut along the grain, you have to cut it horizontally, yes, that's it..."
"Bend your fingers, put the blade against the second knuckle, and slowly move it back..."
Zhong Xiang held up his heart and stared at the kitchen knife in the prince's hand, fearing that he would accidentally cut his hand.
Xia Chunyu said in her heart: It turns out that making egg fried rice is so troublesome, but cutting meat requires so much attention.
Fortunately, he has a background in martial arts, has nimble hands and feet, and a bright mind, and he can do it with just a few clicks.
Under Zhong Xiang's guidance, Xia Chunyu cut the beef cubes decently and marinated the cut beef cubes.
Then cut into diced cucumbers, radish, mushrooms, green vegetables and moss…
Xia Chunyu was getting better and better at cutting. Just when he was complacent about his talent in cooking, he accidentally cut off his finger.
Zhong Xiang exclaimed: "Master Shizi..."
Xia Chunyu slowly took out a quick handkerchief and wrapped the injured area, and said nonchalantly: "It's okay, it's okay, continue..."
Uh... why is the kitchen so quiet right now
Xia Chunyu looked back and saw everyone stopped what they were doing and looked at him with worried expressions.
"Ahem, who is that? The food in your pot is going to be burnt." Xia Chunyu twitched the corners of his mouth and said awkwardly.
The next moment, the sonata of pots and pans rang out in the kitchen.
Zhong Xiang was still frightened and stared more closely.
Finally all the side dishes were cut, Zhong Xiang wiped his sweat, it was not easy to be the master of the prince!
After changing to a clean wok and pouring in an appropriate amount of oil, Xia Chunyu picked up the plate with beef and was about to pour it into it.
"Wait a minute, Sir, you must heat the oil to stir-fry the beef. When the oil is hot enough, pour it in and stir-fry for a few times." Zhong Xiang stopped him urgently.
"Why?" Xia Chunyu was puzzled.
Zhong Xiang explained patiently: "The beef fried in this way can maintain the freshness and tenderness of the meat."
Xia Chunyu nodded in understanding and waited for Zhong Xiang's instructions.
After a while, Zhong Xiang said, "That's it."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhong Xiang remembered that he had forgotten to mention the precautions when putting vegetables into the frying pan.
The prince poured the beef in like he was pouring beans.
laugh…
Boiling oil splashed.
A few drops splashed onto Xia Chunyu's hands. He instinctively threw the spatula away and he jumped away.
Zhong Xiang was about to cry but had no tears, so he hurriedly pulled the prince to the water tank: "Run it with cold water quickly, otherwise it will bubble."
He really doubted whether the prince came to cause trouble on purpose, to scare him on purpose, and he almost had a heart attack from the fright.
"Oh, my meat..." Xia Chunyu was still thinking about the beef in the pot.
"Don't worry about it for now. If the burn is not treated properly, it will leave scars." Zhong Xiang held his hand tightly and poured cold water on his hand one after another.
By the time this side is processed, the beef there has been overcooked and not tasty.
Xia Chunyu looked at a plate of brown beef and thought sadly, it turned out that it was so difficult to make something to eat, and he no longer dared to underestimate the profession of a chef.
(End of chapter)