The princess is very versatile, leaving the prince to become the richest

After Jiang Qingyu said this, he came to the table carrying the food box.

She opened the first layer of the food box and showed it to Lingxing.

"Look, you've finished eating."

Lingxing came to the table excitedly, and looked at the empty bowl in the food box, feeling very happy.

"Great."

When Lingxing was happy, his voice naturally became louder. Jiang Qingyu made a "hush" gesture to him.

"Keep your voice down. Your prince will be asleep after dinner. Don't wake him up."

After hearing what Jiang Qingyu said, Lingxing quickly covered her mouth and spoke to Jiang Qingyu in a low voice.

“Okay, princess.

You haven't eaten yet?"

Jiang Qingyu nodded.

"Then I won't bother you anymore. You eat first and I'll get back to work.

If you need anything just call me.”

After Lingxing finished speaking, he turned around and left to go about his business.

Jiang Qingyu took out her own breakfast, set it aside, then sat down and started eating.

Although Ling Xing was busy with other things, he would glance at Jiang Qingyu from time to time.

Look, he saw Jiang Qingyu put down his chopsticks and wipe his mouth with a handkerchief.

He immediately put down the work in his hands and ran to Jiang Qingyu.

This scared Jiang Qingyu who was wiping her mouth. Jiang Qingyu patted his heart and asked.

"Lingxing, what are you doing?

It gave me a fright. "

Ling Xing realized that she had scared Jiang Qingyu and quickly apologized to her.

"I'm sorry, Princess. I saw you had finished eating, so I came to clean up."

Lingxing apologized to Jiang Qingyu while cleaning up the dishes.

"Oh, I'm not your prince. I have hands and feet, so I can clean it up myself."

"No, Princess, you still have to take care of the prince. I can't help you with his affairs.

So let the little ones do this kind of small things."

Jiang Qingyu understood Lingxing's meaning. If the master did everything, then there would be no need for servants like them to exist.

She had been guarding Xiao Jingyu all night and now that she was full and satisfied, she was happy to take a rest since someone was doing this little thing.

So when Lingxing wanted to do it, she didn't interfere.

"Okay, then you come, I'll go inside to look after your prince first."

Lingxing was very happy to see that Jiang Qingyu cared so much about Xiao Jingyu.

In his heart, Xiao Jingyu is not only his master, but also his relative.

He and Xiao Jingyu have been together for so many years, and in the hearts of both of them, they have long since changed from master and servant to brothers.

"Okay, Princess, please go in."

Under Lingxing's enthusiastic gaze, Jiang Qingyu came to Xiao Jingyu.

Just as she thought, Xiao Jingyu was sleeping at this moment.

Jiang Qingyu, who had nothing to do, lay down beside Xiao Jingyu's bed.

Then, in the form of a soul, I entered the space.

At this moment, she looked like she was asleep.

When Jiang Qingyu entered the space, the first thing she saw was Yan Ling lying leisurely on a recliner under the pavilion.

It was like an old man basking in the sun, with his eyes closed and the recliner rocking back and forth.

Looking to the side, there were several exquisite plates on the table, with various medicinal herbs on them.

Then there was a transparent cup next to it, which contained various tonic herbs such as ginseng, soaked in spring water, just like the milk tea that Jiang Qingyu drank in her previous life.

The reason why Yan Ling is like this is because he is influenced by Jiang Qingyu.

In the past, Jiang Qingyu complained about the hot weather and made milk tea several times.

The first time, those who had never seen the Word Spirit before were afraid to drink it.

But ever since she tried it, she couldn't stop, and she would always ask Jiang Qingyu to make it for her from time to time.

He even encouraged Jiang Qingyu to open a store. Jiang Qingyu also felt that this was a profitable project, but Jiang Qingyu was too busy.

She now runs not only a clinic and a medical school, but also Fenyantang and Nanyibufang.

So Jiang Qingyu rejected Yan Ling's proposal, and Yan Ling was very disappointed about it.

Jiang Qingyu also understood Yan Ling's meaning. She wanted Jiang Qingyu to go out for a drink when he was too busy to cook for her.

“Is it delicious?

Let me taste it!"

When Yan Ling heard Jiang Qingyu's voice, he suddenly sat up from the recliner.

"Oh, Master, you are here.

Aren’t you supposed to be taking care of Jamel Xiao now?

How do you find time to come in? "

Yan Ling asked as she came to Jiang Qingyu and pulled her to sit under the pavilion.

"He fell asleep, and I suddenly thought of a better prescription for his condition, so I wanted to come in and try it.

I didn’t expect that I would see someone slacking off as soon as I came in.”

As Jiang Qingyu spoke, she picked up the "milk tea" made by Yan Ling and looked at it.

"Oh my, Master, you have wronged me.

I had been working for a long time and just took a break when you saw me.

You said that you don’t come when others are working, but you come when others are resting.”

After hearing Yan Ling's words, Jiang Qingyu couldn't help but tap her forehead.

"Huh, you're still picking on me.

Look at me, your master, where am I taking a rest?

I was serving others as a slave outside, and now that others are resting, I have to come in and make medicine."

Lingxing quickly came behind Jiang Qingyu and massaged her shoulders.

“Hehe, my master works the hardest.

I know you're working hard, you see I haven't been pestering you for milk tea recently."

After listening to Yan Ling's words, Jiang Qingyu took a sip of Yan Ling's homemade "milk tea".

Seeing Jiang Qingyu's actions, Yan Ling behind her quickly stopped her.

"No, Master, these are all tonics.

Don't drink and get a nosebleed again."

Jiang Qingyu took a bite and couldn't help but stick out her tongue.

I don’t know how much coffee this girl put in. Even she, a coffee lover, found it extremely bitter.

“How much coffee did you put in me?

It’s so miserable.”

The Word Spirit behind him counted on his fingers and raised them up.

"Not much, maybe seven or eight spoons."

Hearing this, Jiang Qingyu was heartbroken.

In her previous life, Jiang Qingyu was a coffee fanatic.

When she came here, she felt depressed for a while because she couldn't drink coffee.

Later, by chance, Liu Jiarui came back from his business trip and gave her and everyone in the Liu family a gift.

Among them, the gift from Uncle Liu Zixuan of the Liu family included powder made from ground coffee beans.

Liu Zixuan, who had never drunk coffee, scolded Liu Jiarui for this, and Jiang Qingyu happened to hear it.

When Jiang Qingyu heard Liu Zixuan's description, she suspected it was coffee. She didn't expect that there would be coffee in this era.

So Jiang Qingyu quickly told Liu Zixuan that she wanted to try it.

At the beginning, Liu Zixuan advised Jiang Qingyu that it was too bitter and asked her not to try it.

How could he know that Jiang Qingyu loved this?

Liu Zixuan couldn't persuade Jiang Qingyu, so he had to make her a cup as she requested.

Unexpectedly, after taking a sip, Jiang Qingyu burst into tears with excitement.

It was really the coffee she had been craving for day and night.