"Princess, how about frying some green bamboo shoots, mixing some shredded chicken, and adding a plate of pickles?" Jixiang asked.
Neither Lu Zhishan nor Mu Nanzhi liked extravagance, so they only had two or three dishes for breakfast. Although it was a home-cooked meal, it also tested their skills. Mu Nanzhi was particularly picky. Fortunately, Ji Xiang waited patiently and carefully. She has been there for so many years.
"Hmm... let's make some spring rolls." When Mu Nanzhi first entered the kitchen, he saw fresh shrimps.
"Okay, then this slave will prepare the spring roll wrappers. The shrimps should be prepared last, so they are the freshest." Ji Xiang said.
"Okay," Mu Nanzhi nodded quickly, while looking at the piece of chicken breast again, and said, "Then I'll tear the chicken breast into pieces."
"Then there's Princess Lao." Ji Xiang smiled and got busy preparing spring roll wrappers.
"Jixiang!" Mu Nanzhi suddenly called out to Jixiang.
"What's wrong?" Jixiang was so busy that he stopped and turned around to ask Mu Nanzhi.
"...Oh, it's nothing, go and do your work." Mu Nanzhi said softly.
"Yes." Ji Xiang didn't think much, and turned around to do his work again.
Mu Nanzhi looked at the white and tender piece of chicken breast in the bowl, feeling a little uncomfortable.
Just now she could see clearly that a white hair had grown out of Jixiang's temple.
Ji Xiang is only three years older than her.
No, she had to make arrangements for Jixiang, and she couldn't be made to work hard all her life.
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Royal study room.
Lu Zhishan had just finished the morning court and was about to ask Du Heng to prepare the memorials to be reviewed and take them back to the palace. He was rushing to have breakfast with Mu Nanzhi when he saw Du Heng trotting over with a mysterious smile on his face: " General, don’t rush back to the palace, I will take you to a good place.”
"Why are you looking more and more like Xie Lun now? You're always jumping up and down when you walk." Lu Zhishan looked at him with disgust, and while still packing up the memorial, he lectured Du Heng, "You're all jumping up and down." As a deputy commander, you should be more steady and don't let others see you being so frivolous."
"How could that be?" Du Heng was about to die unjustly. He was so frivolous. He was so busy that he stopped laughing, but still held Lu Zhishan's arm and said, "General, just come with me." Come on, please! You won’t suffer!”
Lu Zhishan was unmoved, still packing up the memorial, and said disgustedly: "...take your hand away, don't pull your hand with me."
Du Heng took it in his hand and saw that Lu Zhishan was quickly sorting out the memorial again. Knowing that Lu Zhishan was rushing back to have breakfast with Mu Nanzhi, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and immediately said everything in full: "General, The princess is here."
"What?" Lu Zhishan suddenly stopped what he was doing, "Where is the princess?"
"In the side hall," Du Heng looked at Lu Zhishan's face, which instantly became full of surprise, and curled his lips, "The princess has come to the palace in person to bring you breakfast."
The next second, Lu Zhishan had already left the imperial study room quickly, leaving Du Heng alone in the imperial study room to sort out the memorial in a leisurely manner, while thinking to himself, this old man who dotes on his wife is simply too much.
As soon as I heard that my daughter-in-law had come to visit the class, I wanted to turn into a blaze of fire and run straight over.
Tsk tsk tsk tsk.
I have the nerve to call him frivolous.
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Side hall.
When Lu Zhishan hurriedly opened the curtain and came in, Mu Nanzhi was arranging the dishes and chopsticks. When he heard the noise, he looked behind him and saw Lu Zhishan coming in. He was happy and embarrassed at the same time: "Cousin, You came."