But she didn't dare to ask, because both her parents-in-law and her husband seemed to hate her very much. Everyone in the family looked at her coldly, and no one seemed to welcome her as a new daughter-in-law.
She didn't know the reason, and she had no reason to be shy about asking, so she could only endure it.
She hasn't been in the kitchen since.
Since then, her heart has been covered in dust.
Princess Jing'an stopped talking, just chopping vegetables. Du Heng had been holding back something to say, but couldn't speak, so he just kept silent. The two stood side by side quietly, in the kitchen. The tinkling sound of chopping vegetables sounded like a piece of music.
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"Don't just focus on eating, eat more meat." Princess Jing'an looked at Du Heng who was devouring his food across the way. She wanted to laugh a little, but also felt very warm. She stretched out her hand to pick up a chopstick of ribs for Du Heng and put it on the plate in front of Du Heng. "Eat more, you must be exhausted after running such a long distance."
Du Heng couldn't help but nodded. He was speechless with his mouth full of rice. He finally swallowed the rice. He was so busy that he said to Princess Jing'an: "This spicy cabbage stew is so delicious. I'm not afraid of Princess Jing'an's jokes. I'm so tall." I have never tasted such delicious stew in my life, and the princess said that she has lost her cooking skills after not working in the kitchen for many years, but I think her skills are better than that of the master chef. "
Princess Jing'an laughed dumbly: "If the prince and princess hear what you said, they will definitely be angry. What have you not seen and eaten with the prince and princess? Where do I make the most delicious food?"
"That's what I said in front of the prince and princess," Du Heng said with an unabashed smile on his face. He gnawed on the piece of ribs again while adding another bowl of rice and pouring it into the rice bowl with a spoon. Tang, he was so out of character. When he realized it, he was naturally very embarrassed, "I'm so rude, Princess, please don't laugh at me."
Princess Jing'an took a sip of tea and said with a smile: "You are so sure of my cooking skills, how could I laugh at you?"
"Hehe," Du Heng smiled sheepishly and added, "Let alone pork, just this vegetable soup can make me eat three big bowls of rice."
Princess Jing'an nodded: "Then you eat more."
Du Heng obediently buried his head and continued to devour. After a while, a large pot of spicy cabbage stew and half a pot of rice were all in his stomach. He felt a little unsatisfied and even used a spoon to scrape the bit of soup at the bottom of the bowl to drink. .
Princess Jing'an simply looked away: "If you are not full, can I make you something else?"
"No, no, no! I'm full," Du Heng said hurriedly, putting down his spoon and taking a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, "It's so delicious, I started thinking about my next meal just after I was full."
Princess Jing'an poured a cup of tea and lowered it in front of Du Heng. Du Heng held the teacup and smelled the faint fragrance of roses. Princess Jing'an's tea-pouring skills were not the best, but Du Heng felt that this cup of Pu'er rose couldn't be more delicious. .
Princess Jing'an's eyes fell on the man's hands holding the tea cup. Those hands were powerful, with thick and long fingers and large joints. At first glance, they were the hands of a martial artist who had been practicing martial arts for many years, and they were the same as the fair and slender hands of the former young prince Lu Zhihan. The hands are completely different.
Du Heng also looked at Princess Jing'an's hands, which were busy in the kitchen just now, making such a hot meal for himself. Du Heng felt warm in his heart and wanted to reach out and hold her hand, but he was still too old. He remained motionless, only holding the tea cup tighter.