Male superiority and female superiority: forced love

In the following time, several people's eyes were always on Ruan Chuyin, smiling and asking questions one after another.

Wei Yanli had asked all the questions she could ask last time, so she spoke the least this time, mostly nagging Wanrong and Lu Yuhe.

When talking about the wedding, it seemed that they wanted them to go back to Nanxing to take care of it.

Xiang Yunchi was immediately displeased. Not only was the journey long, but there were also a ton of red tape involved. He was so annoyed that he immediately grabbed his wife and left, using the excuse that his uncle had left first.

The geese returned to the garden, and the coughing sound continued.

Qi Ruyi had never seen such a weak constitution in his life. It was like a bottomless pit, and no matter how much he took tonics, there was no significant improvement. Furthermore, Xiang Jianzhang's appetite was as small as a bird's. He didn't know how long it would take to start detoxification, and he was almost ready to give up.

"Sword God Qi." Ruan Chuyin and Xiang Yunchi greeted respectfully.

Qi Ruyi was surprised to see them, and her mood brightened immediately. After asking about their recent situation, she detailed Xiang Jianzhang's condition and returned to Lihua Street.

"Third uncle, do you feel better now?" Xiang Yunchi poured him a cup of hot tea and handed it to him.

Ruan Chuyin followed him up and greeted him obediently, until she met a pair of eyes as bright as stars and saw his face clearly.

She has a beautiful figure and a white face, like a jade mountain rising up, radiant and shining.

This temperament is very much like the male version of Lin Daiyu.

Her black hair was draped over her shoulders, her beautiful brows were furrowed in discomfort, and her frosty lips were weakly covered with a silk handkerchief, trembling slightly.

His back was slightly hunched, and every time he coughed, stars would appear in the corners of his eyes.

"Much better. This... must be my niece's wife, right? Since this is our first meeting, I'm sorry... you'll have to see my... dignified appearance. I hope you'll... forgive me."

The thin voice revealed endless weakness, like a candle in the wind, making its last struggle.

Ruan Chuyin and Xiang Yunchi couldn't bear to disturb them any further, so they said a few quick greetings and quickly left.

"Yun Chi, Third Uncle looks quite young and has taken good care of himself." Ruan Chuyin recalled the face that resembled Pan An and felt that everything seemed so unreal.

"My third uncle is only two years older than me, so he's still young. My grandparents were very old when they had him, and they loved him dearly. He's been frail and sickly since he was young, always needing medicine. In the past, every time he coughed, he would wheeze or cough up blood, but today he looks much better. Qi Jian's medical skills are truly remarkable.

I see... Ruan Chuyin suddenly felt a little sympathetic towards Xiang Jianzhang. At such a young age, he spent all day in bed, even sunlight was a luxury for him.

"Hatsune, Qi Jianshen just said that my third uncle isn't eating enough, which is not conducive to his recovery. He's only had two mouthfuls of rice porridge and half a steamed bun since this morning. Do you know of any particularly appetizing dishes you can cook?"

"Yes! Take me to the kitchen and I'll do it right away."

When it comes to appetizers, sweet and sour dishes are the best choice.

The kitchen of Qingfeng Pavilion was very spacious, at least three hundred square meters, and was the largest kitchen she had ever seen.

Seeing the future Pavilion Master's wife approach, the disciples were so nervous that their faces flushed, not knowing what to do with their hands and feet. Xiang Yunchi's face darkened, and he drove them all out, sending Ming Wu, who had stayed behind in the carriage, to come and help.

Right now, Ruan Chuyin is preparing to make a cold cucumber salad, Gan Tang Hawthorn and Snow Fungus Soup, Fish-flavored Shredded Pork, and a salty and fresh braised rhubarb.

Except for the snow fungus soup which takes a little longer to cook, the other dishes are quick to make.

Ming Wu prepared the food very quickly and it was all done in just a cup of tea.

When the sweet soup had been simmering for nearly half an incense stick, Ruan Chuyin started cooking. Soon, all the dishes were ready.

Xiang Yunchi was so enchanted by the rich aroma that he insisted on trying a few bites. The cucumber salad was his favorite. Using the same ingredients, Ming Liu and Ming Jiu's dishes were clearly different.

"Leave this dish here. It's enough for Third Uncle." After saying that, he quietly opened the rice pot and prepared to have a delicious meal with rice.

"No, no! Drink a bowl of snow fungus soup first, I'll come back and make you another one later." Ruan Chuyin was at a loss whether to laugh or cry. She served him a large bowl of sugar water and put the cucumber into the lunch box.

When Xiang Jianzhang saw his beautiful niece-in-law again, a glimmer of light appeared in his eyes.

Exquisite dishes were placed on the bed, and each one looked particularly novel.

The cold cucumber had just the right amount of sour, sweet, salty and fresh flavors. It was refreshing and crispy when chewed, making his dry and burning throat feel much more comfortable.

Xiang Jianzhang originally just didn't want to refuse Ruan Chuyin's kindness, so he reluctantly took two bites. He never expected the taste to be so satisfying that he couldn't help but look at the braised loquat again.

This dish is bright in color and soft in texture. The rich sauce slides across the tip of the tongue and melts completely with a light touch. It has an indescribable fragrance that made him pick up the rice for the first time.

One bite, two bites, three bites. Ruan Chuyin was delighted to see this. She noticed that her uncle had barely touched the fish-flavored pork shreds, only symbolically picking a few shreds of carrot and cloud ear mushrooms. She guessed that maybe he didn't like pork or just didn't like meat, so she asked, "Uncle, do you usually eat fish?"

Xiang Jianzhang's eyebrows moved slightly, and he raised his eyes and smiled, "I ate very little."

"What about the shrimp?"

"Eat some," he said, then picked up the Gan Tang Hawthorn and Snow Fungus Soup beside him. The moment he took a sip, his eyes lit up and his smile widened.

"I've heard that my niece's wife is an excellent cook. Today I had the pleasure of eating her food, and it was even better than I had imagined. These ingredients may seem ordinary, but they have produced a delicacy that I have never tasted before. The exquisite craftsmanship is amazing. Yun Chi and Shi Zhang are so lucky to marry you." Xiang Jianzhang stared at the sweet soup in his hand, with an unconscious envy in his eyes.

"Third uncle, you're too kind. If you like, I can make something else for you tomorrow. Yun Chi and I will probably be in Licheng for quite some time. If you want to eat anything, please let me know."

Uncle San enjoyed his meal, and Ruan Chuyin's enthusiasm grew even higher. She was already thinking about tomorrow's dishes. She also hoped that her young uncle would recover soon and walk in the sunshine.

The sudden concern made Xiang Jianzhang's heart skip a beat. Facing such a beautiful woman, it was difficult for him to maintain the demeanor of an elder. He quickly lowered his head and finished the soup in his hand.

A gentle breeze blew through the window lattice, lifting the hair that fell on his face. His thin cheeks looked white and bright in the faint golden light. His elegant demeanor was like the bright moon in the clouds, like snow on the mountains, with a faint tenderness, bright as a flower, warm as a crystal, making Ruan Chuyin feel that he was even more charming than the heavenly Lin Daiyu.

The piercing gaze made Xiang Jianzhang blush slightly, and he tightened his grip on the green bowl. Her starry eyes gazed at the silk quilt on her legs, and her slightly drooping eyelashes cast a charming shadow under her eyelids.

How charming! Ruan Chuyin secretly swallowed her saliva, retracted her gaze, and said, "Uncle San, have a good rest. I won't disturb you."

Xiang Jianzhang looked at the graceful figure, and her light and bright jade complexion was clearly reflected in his pupils.