In the dead of night, Jiang Shuyao tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep. Although she clearly knew that she would never be in danger in Xie Guogong's mansion, but closing her eyes would still make her uneasy enough to fall asleep.
She lifted the thin quilt and shoved her shoes to the outside.
Bai Zhi slept very deeply, and the even and long breathing made her heart gradually calm down.
Seeing that Bai Zhi was sleeping soundly, Jiang Shuyao didn't want to wake her up and let her go to the inner room to accompany him, so she quietly retreated and returned to the inner room.
As soon as I entered the interior, I suddenly heard a slight noise from the carved window. When I looked up, there was a faint shadow passing by.
She was startled, staggered back two steps and hit the table top, causing the porcelain to tinkle.
The shadow moved closer to the carved window, and suddenly paused hesitantly, as if he was thinking with his head down.
Jiang Shuyao was completely awake, walked to the carved window, and shoved it open after removing the lock.
"Wow!" A cool breeze blew up, and the man outside the door was almost knocked on the head.
"What are you doing here?" Jiang Shuyao looked at Xie Xun, and felt a little surprised.
It sounds absurd and obscene to come to shake the door of someone's boudoir in the middle of the night.
Xie Xun's face was hot, and he quickly explained, "I'm here to see you."
Jiang Shuyao was puzzled.
Xie Xun felt a little uncomfortable and said, "A Pei's sister-in-law has set up guards, and there is a personal maid to sleep at night. I thought that you might be as afraid as her, so I came to take a look."
Jiang Shuyao didn't speak.
After Xie Xun finished speaking, he completely realized how stupid he was, and scolded himself for being dull at night.
"I didn't scare you, did I?" he asked quickly.
"Scared." Jiang Shuyao answered bluntly.
"Hold—" Hearing this, he felt even more regretful, looked up at Jiang Shuyao, and suddenly got stuck before he finished speaking.
At this moment, she had her hair in a bun and only her lingerie, her black hair was like satin, her body was slender and graceful, and the moon had dyed her with a hazy halo, which was as gentle as a dream.
Xie Xun's eyes seemed to be scalded, and he abruptly looked away.
Jiang Shuyao was only telling the truth, and only after speaking did he realize that it seemed inappropriate. Just as he was about to make up for it, Xie Xun had already taken over the conversation.
Out of courtesy, he didn't look at her again, and said with a side face, "I'm sorry, but I'm not thinking well. Where's your maid, can't you sleep with them?"
Jiang Shuyao didn't bother anymore, and replied, "Well, I wanted her to come into the room to accompany me, but after thinking about it, I'll forget it. It's actually pretty much the same for me when she falls asleep in the room."
Xie Xun was silent for a few seconds, then suddenly said, "What about me?"
"Huh?" Jiang Shuyao was stunned for a moment.
"If I guard you, will you still be afraid?"
It was obviously just an ordinary question, but it made her heart tremble, soft and numb.
She suppressed her throbbing, thinking about the moment when he held her in his arms yesterday, in front of him was his majestic and upright official uniform, in his ears was his powerful heartbeat, no matter how much panic and fear, it was all in his warmth. dissipated in the embrace.
Her voice softened: "No."
"Then I'll keep you asleep."
"Um?"
"May I come inside?"
Jiang Shuyao didn't expect him to do this, so he replied after a half beat, "Yes."
She took a few steps back and was about to turn around and go outside to open the door for him, when Xie Xun suddenly jumped in on the windowsill.
Jiang Shuyao was stunned.
Xie Xun was tall and felt a sense of oppression when approaching her, especially when he was wearing loose and thin clothes, his handsome and cold temperament was even heavier.
He said, "Go to sleep, I'm here to watch over you, you can see it when you open your eyes."
Jiang Shuyao's heartbeat accelerated inexplicably, nodded dumbly a few times, and hurriedly turned back to the bed.
When he walked to the side of the bed, he crawled onto the bed and put down the bed curtain, and the throbbing was barely suppressed.
Across the bed curtain, Xie Xun's figure was a little blurry.
Jiang Shuyao saw him sitting down on the soft slump, glanced over here, made sure she could see him, then turned her head and sat quietly with her eyes closed.
Really reassured. Jiang Shuyao lay down on his side, looking at him sitting with his back straight even with his eyes closed, the corners of his mouth couldn't help curling up.
She stared at him for a while, gradually becoming fascinated, and couldn't help but raise her hand and use her fingertips to outline his hazy outline on the bed curtain.
… wait, something is wrong.
Jiang Shuyao asked, "Are you going to sit there all night?"
Xie Xun should be.
"Aren't you worth tomorrow?"
"It's just not sleeping all night, it's fine." He replied.
Jiang Shuyao naturally wouldn't let him sit like this all night. He got up and took out a thin quilt from the closet and held it in front of Xie Xun: "Let's lie down with the quilt on for a while."
Xie Xun nodded and took the thin quilt.
Jiang Shuyao went back to the bed, watching Xie Xun unfold the quilt, and slowly lay down and cover it.
With tall legs and long legs, he reluctantly fell asleep on the soft collapse, looking a little aggrieved.
Across the bed curtain, Jiang Shuyao stared at his blurry outline, feeling extremely peaceful, and said softly, "Xie Boyuan, thank you."
Xie Xun made a sound of "um", and the room fell silent again.
Jiang Shuyao didn't say any more, drowsiness came slowly, and she gradually fell into sleep.
She slept soundly this night, and when she woke up again, it was already three poles in the sun.
She stretched out and sat up, and there was no one in the morning, not even the thin quilt.
When she woke up just now, she was still a little fuzzy, and she couldn't tell if she was dreaming last night.
Bai Zhi heard the noise and came to wait for her to get up and change her clothes. Her expression was always weird. When she was combing Jiang Shuyao's hair, she couldn't hold back and asked, "Miss, when did the uncle come in last night?"
Jiang Shuyao said, "I can't remember the time."
Bai Zhi hesitated to speak: "Why did the uncle fall asleep last night?" Come here, why only fall asleep!
Jiang Shuyao didn't understand what she meant, and replied seriously: "He was worried that I was afraid, so he came to accompany me specially."
After a full sleep, Jiang Shuyao regained her energy. The sun was just right, the sun was warm, and her mood was much better.
"How's the second sister-in-law?" she asked Bai Zhi.
Bai Zhi listened to her instructions and kept an eye on the second room, and said carefully: "The second lady made trouble again, and she didn't want to lie on the bed. After a pause, he lowered his voice and said, "And the second lady seems to be in trouble with the second master, so the second master is not allowed to see her."
"anything else?"
Bai Zhi said: "That's all, the second lady is short-tempered, and few maids dare to enter the house to touch her bad head. Is the young lady going to visit her?"
Jiang Shuyao glanced at the sun and counted the time: "Go, but I can't go empty-handed."
"Miss Rare Herbs has it in her dowry."
"Pick it up and take it." Jiang Shuyao instructed, then turned around and walked into the small kitchen.
She was going to cook lunch for the Zhou family.
It's still early, and it's almost noon time for lunch. Just sending the herbs and expressing thanks to Zhou's family always doesn't show her heart. Cooking is different. At least for Jiang Shuyao, this is the most sincere way she can think of.
Because Zhou Shi was injured, she thought about making some light and delicious food, and after thinking about it, she chose wonton noodles.
Wonton noodles pay attention to the integration of wonton, fresh soup, and thin noodles, which are delicious and rich in taste.
The fresh soup is its charm. It is boiled with small fire such as earth fish, shrimp roe, and pork bones. The soup is fresh and fragrant, and the soup is clear and rich.
The noodles used are not the same as traditional noodles. They are not rolled out, but pressed with bamboo poles. Do not add water and only use eggs in the process of combining noodles.
The filling of wontons is made of fat and thin pork and fresh shrimps, and shrimp balls are placed in the meatballs. The key is to use egg yolk paste to keep the meat flavor. She uses enough ingredients to keep the wontons round.
A small bowl of wonton noodles takes a lot of energy. Jiang Shuyao called all the skillful maids to help. When the wonton noodles came out of the pot, it was just in time for the meal.
The maids followed her to the second room with the tray. When they arrived at Zhou's wing, the maids were trembling with fear. Seeing Jiang Shuyao coming, no one dared to go in and report.
Because of Zhou's kindness for saving her life, she became acquainted with Zhou's unilaterally. Seeing that no one had notified her, she simply walked into the house.
Hearing the footsteps, Mr. Zhou shouted in the room, "I told you not to bother me!" After that, she added, "I don't want to eat."
After she roared, she found that the footsteps had not stopped, and looked irritably and wanted to get angry, but she saw that the person who came was not a maid but Jiang Shuyao.
She looked stagnant, a little embarrassed.
Jiang Shuyao took the plate from Bai Zhi and asked her to go out first, then came over with the wooden plate: "Why doesn't the second sister-in-law want to eat?"
Zhou Shi didn't answer and asked, "Why are you here?" The tone was extremely aggressive and impatient.
"I'll come see you."
Zhou Shi didn't look over his head: "Okay, after reading it, you can go."
Jiang Shuyao put down the dinner plate: "No, I haven't finished it yet. I'll tell you to finish it after watching you eat."
Zhou shi didn't expect her to be so cheeky, so she still smiled sweetly at herself, "hum", but didn't speak.
Jiang Shuyao sat down beside the bed: "Second sister-in-law, this is the wanton noodles I made by myself, can you try it?"
Zhou Shi turned his head and frowned, "You made it yourself?"
"This is a bit troublesome to do, and the maid also helps."
This is not the point, Zhou Shi asked again: "Did you cook it?"
"Yes."
She was suddenly silent, no longer rushed, and turned into a bit of resentment: "You really... It's all your fault." Since she got married, she has been in the kitchen, never seeming to care about other people's eyes, and she is completely the same as herself. two extremes.
Jiang Shuyao knew Zhou Shi's twisted temperament, but didn't care about her attitude, and smiled, "Why do you blame me?"
Zhou Shi didn't expect her to be so patient, and was a little surprised. After so many years, she has long been used to being mean and stubborn, and she is not forgiving, and she has not changed it for a while, so she feels a little guilty for Jiang Shuyao who was angry with her for no reason.
She scratched her palm uncomfortably and muttered, "It's your fault."
Jiang Shuyao held the plate in front of her: "Eat first."
A strong fragrance penetrated into the nasal cavity, and Zhou Shi looked at the wonton noodles. The round belly and thin wontons float in the clear fresh soup, the pink meat filling is looming, the goose-yellow bamboo noodles are as thin as silver threads, trembling like threads, and a thin layer of light golden oil flowers floats on the soup surface. , the green onion is embedded in it, adding a touch of emerald color.
Looking at this appearance, Zhou Shi somewhat understood why she said it was troublesome to do.
She was upset, sour and chaotic, she simply lifted the thin quilt and got up: "Go to the table to eat."
No one was waiting on him, so he put on his coat and jumped on one foot to the table and sat down.
Jiang Shuyao thought Zhou Shi's side was very cute, put the plate on the table, and looked at her expectantly.
Zhou Shi was in a complicated mood. Because she was angry at her for no reason, she thought of giving her some face, but now Jiang Shuyao sat down opposite her and looked at her with an expectant look. She was suddenly embarrassed to move her chopsticks. .
If it is unpalatable, she is not the kind of person who will continue to eat it and praise it for its deliciousness.
She picked up the chopsticks and picked up a goose-yellow bamboo noodle.
Provoking this moment, the noodle soup swayed, and the sweet and sweet aroma was a little heavier.
Smelling this smell, she, who had been fasting for a day and still had no appetite, suddenly felt a little hungry.
The noodles are wrapped in a delicious and hot soup. The entrance is smooth and thin as silver threads. Because of the exquisite cooking method, it is extremely crisp and elastic, and it is full of tenacity. It has both the lusciousness of the soup and the mellow aroma of eggs.
She was amazed after just one sip, her apricot eyes stared slightly, and she looked at Jiang Shuyao in surprise.
She heard that Jiang Shuyao didn't understand when she liked to tinker with food all day in the kitchen. She felt that she was less able to hide and restrain herself than she was at the beginning. Now that she had eaten the food she made, she suddenly realized. Jiang Shuyao's cooking skills are so superb, if he doesn't insist, he shouldn't be.
She even ate a few mouthfuls of Zhusheng noodles, and then picked up the green vegetables.
This time, I don't even need a spoon, I just pick up the fat, round wontons with chopsticks, blow and put them into my mouth impatiently.
The wonton stuffing contains shrimp, pork, and chives, and the egg yolk paste has a meaty, rich aroma.
The wonton skin is very smooth, the meat filling is delicate, and the most wonderful thing is its taste, smooth and elastic, extremely crisp, and there is a kind of "porphyrin" crispness when biting.
The meat is rich in flavor, mixed with a mellow and mellow flavor, and there is a flavor similar to roasted meat. Slowly chewing the crispy and delicate shrimp balls, the rich and umami flavor persists in the mouth.
She wanted to chew it carefully, but was so fresh that she wished she could swallow her tongue whole. She hadn't experienced this fresh delicacy for too long.
If it wasn't for Jiang Shuyao's presence, she would definitely drink the soup with a bowl, but now she can only drink the soup slowly with a spoon.
The soup base is clear and clear, leaving aside the green onion, scooping up a spoonful, there is still a little shallow oil on the soup surface. The entrance is hot, and the heat spreads all the way into the stomach. It is extremely fresh and rich, but not greasy at all. The pepper powder on the surface makes the heat even more. After eating a bowl of wonton noodles, there is nothing on the body Stretch and refreshing.
She ate so much that she forgot about it for a while, and ate the noodles so cleanly that not even a drop of soup was left.
Jiang Shuyao was very satisfied: "It seems to suit the second sister-in-law's taste."
Cannibalism has a short mouth. No matter how mean and cruel Mr. Zhou is, he can't say anything serious.
Facing Jiang Shuyao, Zhou was very uncomfortable. She targeted her before, but people didn't care. Later, she discovered her embarrassment because of the trouble in Shouningtang. That's fine. What annoyed Zhou the most was that she watched Jiang Shuyao being carried away, and she actually Not being able to stop it is a shame.
She thought wildly and said stubbornly, "Well, it's okay... Well, well, it suits your taste."
After speaking, he moved awkwardly, causing the pain on his leg to bite his teeth.
When she was still enduring the pain, Jiang Shuyao's voice suddenly came from her ear: "Second sister-in-law thinks it suits your taste, how about I often cook you some food in the future? I'm also good at cooking."
She looked up and saw Jiang Shuyao's picturesque brows, smiling brightly and energetically, and spouting out a firm word: "Okay."