With one hand she heals, and the other hand she kills, the princess vows to rule the world!

Baili Moqing took the handkerchief handed to him by Zhang Bo and wiped the tea from the corner of his mouth. This was the first time in his life that he had lost his composure like this!

This woman is a bit poisonous!

"Brother, are you okay?" Xiao Yier asked worriedly when she saw him coughing.

"Yier, call me uncle!" Shu He reminded Yier again to change the name. After all, given their identities, it was inappropriate to call him that!

Uncle Zhang wanted to laugh. How could his master, such a young and handsome man, be called "uncle"?

Otherwise, calling him "uncle" is fine too. It sounds better than "uncle" anyway! I don't know what kind of aesthetic taste that lady He has to come up with such a name.

Baili Moqing stared at Shu He, his seemingly expressionless face actually full of resistance and dissatisfaction.

Seeing this, Shu He snorted coldly, "Why, are you not satisfied? Could it be that you really want to be her brother? Then you'd be a generation lower than me!"

Shu He was a bit furious, perhaps because she was a little unhappy with his plea for Nangong Xiyun. After hurting Xiao Yier, he just confined her to her room!

"You!!" The man picked up the teacup on the table and wanted to throw it, but he caught a glimpse of Xiao Yi'er's timid face and forced himself to hold back. He didn't forget the last time he just spoke a little louder and the little girl was scared and burst into tears, and was immediately upset!

Zhang Bo took the teacup from the man's hand with great foresight, silently wiping a cold sweat for He Niangzi. He couldn't help but sigh in his heart, thinking that for all these years, the only one who could take advantage of the master and still make him not angry was probably He Niangzi.

Baili Moqing caught a glimpse of the complex expression on Zhang Bo's face from the corner of his eye, and immediately became furious. But after holding it in for a long time, he didn't know how to react! Every time he wanted to lose his temper, he could see Xiao Yi'er's pitiful little face.

Finally, he poured all his emotions into four words: "Uncle Zhang, see the guests off!"

Uncle Zhang was stunned and felt a little embarrassed.

Baili Moqing felt annoyed. Seeing that Uncle Zhang didn't move, he lowered his voice and asked, "What are you standing there for?"

"Who needs you to send me off! I can walk by myself! Also, don't transfer your anger to irrelevant people! At your age, I just called you 'uncle', is it worth it for you to be so angry?" Shu He's face was full of disgust, and he turned around and left with Xiao Yier.

Baili Moqing suppressed his anger, the veins on his temples throbbing slightly. He waited until Shu He's figure disappeared into the gloomy sky before he suddenly threw the teacup on the table away.

"Wow!"

When he heard the sound of the celadon shattering, his stagnant internal energy seemed to become much smoother.

Uncle Zhang lowered his head. This was the first time he saw the young master lose his composure like this.

As night fell, Nanqi returned home exhausted with a large bag of medicinal herbs on his back.

The kitchen was filled with the rich aroma of meat. Nanqi, holding the meat in his hands, listened to Uncle Zhang and the two cooks talk about what happened that afternoon, his mouth wide open in shock.

"Uncle Zhang, are you saying that woman made the master so angry that he smashed the cup?! And almost strangled Nangong Xiyun to death?"

Wait, wait, there's too much information to digest...

That woman also said that the master was "old"? And asked Xiao Yier to call him "uncle"?

Nanqi really couldn't imagine how angry his master would be when he heard this!

However, why does the combination of "old age" and "uncle" seem inexplicably cute?

Nan Qi couldn't help but laugh out loud. Seeing the three people looking at him with burning eyes, he quickly retracted his smile and pretended to be angry. "This He lady is so bold! She dares to bully the master like this just because she doesn't know the master's identity! I think she just wants to die!"

Nanqi took a big bite of the meat in his hand, frowning as he chewed. "Well, ladies, what kind of meat is this today? The texture of this meat is quite strange. It's chewy, but not dry and tough. It's also a bit springy." He sniffed it. "It doesn't have any strange smell, but rather a faint herbal fragrance. Very good!"

"Really?" Lady Wang became excited when he mentioned the wolf meat. "Lady He taught us this! She also gave us some herbs to remove the fishy smell. Unexpectedly, after adding them to the wolf meat, the fishy smell is gone! Not only that, the pounding method is really effective. Even the firmest meat can be softened by pounding it. And..."

"Wait!" Nanqi interrupted Madam Wang's chatter, "You just said this is wolf meat?!"

Madam Wang's face was clear, "Yes."

Nanqi felt like vomiting.

He had once eaten wolf meat, and the pungent, foul smell remained with him to this day. He had sworn then that he would never eat wolf meat again unless it was a matter of life and death.

"Nanqi, what are you doing? You're going to spit out this good meat. Why?"

"Yeah, Nanqi, this isn't poisonous meat. It's such a delicious thing, it would be such a waste if you vomited it!"

"Don't vomit, don't vomit, my little brother!"

……

Uncle Zhang and the two ladies tried to stop him. Nanqi was in a dilemma whether to spit out the meat in his mouth or not, as if spitting out the meat would be a heinous crime.

Under the pressure of three pairs of eyes, he swallowed the meat in his mouth.

Seeing Nanqi's distressed expression, Zhang Bo was puzzled. "Nanqi, what's wrong with you? Are you afraid of wolves?"

"Why would I be afraid of wolves?!" Nanqi denied.

"If you're not afraid of wolves, then why did you enjoy eating it so much when Madam Wang didn't tell you it was wolf meat, but as soon as you heard it was wolf meat, you immediately wanted to spit it out. If this isn't fear of wolves, what is it?"

Nanqi wanted to explain but felt that what Zhang Bo said made sense. He hated the unpalatable wolf meat. This meat tasted just as good as pheasant, so why would he dislike it?

Seeing Nanqi suddenly start eating voraciously again, Zhang Bo and others were confused.

Is Nanqi afraid of wolves or not?

"It's so delicious!" Nanqi drank up the remaining soup and ate two full bowls of rice. He was so full that he couldn't even perform his lightness skills.

"What a pity for Beiji, he can't even enjoy such delicious food! Hehe~"

"Uncle Zhang, I think what you said makes sense. Even if that woman doesn't have medical skills, she can still heal the master. We should find a way to get her to come and help us! We can also help her take care of Xiao Yi'er!"

Uncle Zhang looked at the soup that hadn't been wiped clean from the corner of his mouth and said with a smile, "Are you thinking about Madam He's cooking skills?"

Nanqi chuckled and said, "Is it that obvious?"

However, Zhang Bo thought that he was being too optimistic. "Mr. He was very angry today. I'm afraid he won't agree to this so easily!"

Nanqi's gray-brown pupils flickered with cunning in the candlelight, "Leave this to me!"

Zhang Bo still felt that it was a bit difficult. "Even if the young master agreed, but Madam He didn't agree, that wouldn't work!"

That Mrs. He doesn't look like someone who can be a cook!