After the rebirth, Aijia and Bamboo Horseshoe printed him

The scorching sun was in full bloom, and the green trees in the small courtyard outside the hall were densely shaded, and occasionally the breeze passed by the shadows of the trees, making rustling noises.

Qi Yu's throat moved slightly, and he took a small step back, avoiding the aggressive distance, trying to calm himself down.

"Which concubine made things difficult for you? Concubine Zhuang? Concubine Jia? Or that lady Baihe? You don't have to worry about Miss Baihe, she is actually not from the Zhu clan. Dancer, the Zhu family controls her elder brother to make her obedient. I will be able to find that person tomorrow at the latest, so Lady Baihe will become a dark chess move, and she can be ordered by you."

Zhou Shuhe didn't want to hear him talking about these irrelevant people and things, so he responded to the sound of his left ear coming in and out of his right ear, and only raised his head slightly, looking at him seriously.

She suddenly realized that she hadn't stood face to face with him at such a close distance for a long time.

"Have you grown taller?"

She said such a sentence out of nowhere, which made Qi Yu's brain get stuck again after he finally turned it around, and he shook his head in a daze: "I haven't measured it, I don't know."

Zhou Shuhe let out an "oh", raised his hand, and swiped straight across the top of his head, just touching his lower lip.

One touch away.

Qi Yu subconsciously pursed her lips, but saw that the woman in front of her looked at ease, as if she just did it unintentionally.

He stabilized his expression and secretly heaved a sigh of relief, but he felt a little indescribably disappointed.

In fact, the meaning of what Zhou Shuhe said today is very clear. It's not that he doesn't understand, but he really doesn't know how to deal with it.

It's not easy to recognize his own position. He spent a lot of time adjusting himself, fumbling for a long time before finding a suitable distance, and spent some energy to adapt himself.

And now she wants to break it.

Of course Zhou Shuhe had this right, and he couldn't refuse, but Qi Yu didn't dare to respond when he asked himself.

He has said fear many times, or pretending to be modest, or with a sneer on his face, or temporarily succumbing to authority and retreating to advance, but this is the first time he really understands what "fear" is from the bottom of his heart.

His heart was constantly tightening, he wanted to curl himself up, but he didn't want to show a defensive posture in front of her.

In fact, Zhou Shuhe was far less calm than he appeared.

Since she was pregnant, half a cup of tea is enough time for her to go through emotions, anger, sorrow, and fear. Sometimes she really wants to eat some snacks, and she is too restless. Sometimes she really wants to touch someone's body temperature, and she is so thirsty that she can't choose what to say.

But that wasn't nonsense, she did think so, but she shouldn't have said it.

Birds chirped outside the window, and Chunye chased after Dabai, trying to prevent her from scattering the fallen flowers she had just swept.

But Dabai thought that Chunye was playing with her, and ran around happily, jumping into the room from the half-open window, stirring up the ambiguous and stagnant atmosphere in the hall.

Zhou Shuhe smiled, walked over and picked her up.

This kitten is more than five months old, just at the age of fussiness, unwilling to be held by others, twisting left and right in Zhou Shuhe's arms, kicking on her arm unawares, jumping Shang Qi met his shoulders, licked his paws and squatted down.

Zhou Shuhe's brows were upside down, and she accused her angrily: "Well, when I made you dried fish, you would still step on my breasts, but now I can't cook, so you just find a new love, what a shame!" A white-eyed wolf."

She glared at Qi Yu by the way: "Look at the good cat you picked."

"..."

Qi Yuzheng was teasing her with the meat ball on Dabai's paw, and dropped a pot out of thin air, he couldn't pick it up or not, so he had to change the subject in embarrassment.

"I'm on rotation this afternoon. Since you and Dabai haven't had anything to eat, I'll make some. How about making the crucian carp tofu soup you taught me before? Both of you can eat it, "Diet Therapeutic Materia Medica" "* also said that it is good for women to drink more fish soup during pregnancy."

He thought for a while: "Put more scallions and ginger to remove the fishy smell, and add wolfberry and ginseng slices, which can also warm the stomach and invigorate Qi."

Hearing what he said, Zhou Shuhe couldn't help but think of the salty and mellow fish soup, the sweet and tender fish meat, and the tofu soaked in milky white soup. He couldn't help yearning for it, and his stomach growled.

She swallowed her saliva, and suddenly thought: "One more plate of hawthorn cake."

Qi Yu frowned, and rarely refused her request.

"Although I have some deficiencies in the esophagus, I also know that hawthorn has the effect of promoting blood circulation and removing blood stasis. Women who are pregnant should not eat more. If you want to eat sour, you can use some plums. The jar of sour that I brought you a few days ago Can you get used to plum candy? I have to get you some more in my free time, but too much candy is not good, so you have to be careful not to damage your teeth."

Zhou Shuhe felt unwilling, but he also knew the seriousness, so he had to take a step back.

"Do you know how to make red bean cake? The kind wrapped in sago, crystal clear and soft in the mouth, with a little sweet-scented osmanthus sugar added for a unique taste."

This dim sum can be regarded as a unique food in the Southern Territory. Qi Yu had eaten it before, but he was quite pedantic when he was young. I only asked him to learn it, and now it is a bit embarrassing for him to make such delicate desserts.

Seeing Qi Yu's distressed face, Zhou Shuhe was happy instead. As soon as she avenged the hatred of "not holding hands" and "Dabai's partiality" just now, she pretended not to see his embarrassment, and sent Jiyue to take him to Lanfang Pavilion to build a new building. independent kitchenette.

The summer wind was warm and made people itch. Qi Yu walked in the small courtyard of Lanfang Pavilion, trying to extract the meager memories of how to make red bean cake from his mind.

"Hey! Qi Yu, wait a minute!"

He was in distress, when he suddenly heard Zhou Shuhe's voice behind him, and when he turned around, he saw her crossing the threshold with her skirt, running towards him at a trot.

In the scorching sun, the woman stood in the thick shadow cast by the white elms, looking at him with a smile.

"I forgot to tell you just now. Remember to make more fish soup. If you can't make red bean cakes, forget it. Don't take too long. You haven't had lunch yet. Let's eat together when you come back."

Qi Yu opened his mouth to speak, hesitated for a moment, and finally swallowed the sentence "incompatible with etiquette".

Either way.

He smiled, as if he had relieved some kind of burden, and with a half-joking tone, he imitated what she said just now when he was in the room: "Okay, as long as it is not discovered by others, and it does not reach the ears of the concubines in the harem and the emperor." Just fine."

Zhou Shuhe was taken aback, his eyes widened slightly, he didn't even bother to get angry, he actually laughed at himself, and involuntarily stepped forward: "You, what do you mean by that?"

She suspected that she was thinking too much, maybe Qi Yu was just talking about this meal, but she felt that he said exactly what she said, how could it be just a meal?

What she said in this sentence clearly means that he can no longer refuse her every meal, every day, every day and night when there is no one.

The wind brought the fragrance of grass and trees, Qi Yu took half a step forward, and raised his hand to brush the fallen flowers on her shoulders.

"It's very sunny outside, go back to the house quickly, and wait until I cook something delicious for you and Dabai."

Zhou Shuhe stared at him blankly, for a moment, he was greedy for delicious food, and felt itchy because of the light touch on his shoulder. He obviously didn't do anything, but felt inexplicably flustered.

Qi Yu smiled, didn't stay longer, turned around and went to the small kitchen to cook, leaving her alone to think about things.

But Jiyue was not there at the moment, Zhou Shuhetu had thousands of words and no one to confide in, it was really unbearable, so he went to the compartment of the side hall and called Chunye who was taking a lunch break.

"It's like this, I have a friend who married the patriarch of a great family..."

With messy hair on her head, Chunye stared blankly at her own wife squatting in front of the bed, resting her chin on her hands, talking for a stick of incense, from the childhood anecdotes of her friend and her old friend, to the truth about adversity, Finally, it ends with the sentence "What do you think her old friend means?"

Chunye's face was numb, and her heart was ashamed.

"Say it," Zhou Shuhe encouraged her, "Just talk about your own thoughts and express your own opinions."

Chunye forced himself to calm down, took a long breath and said coldly: "I don't have anything to worry about if I have no father or mother, just now I was just thinking about what kind of method to use if one day your Majesty sentenced Ling Chi to death because of your outrageous behavior It will be a little easier to kill yourself.”

"Lady, what do you think is the best way for us people to die?"

She is not smiling.

Zhou Shuhe: "..."

The author says:

*The four major sects of Ming and Qing Dynasties, who are as famous as Yangzhou Shouma, dress up as nuns and do fragrant things.

* Made it up, there is no such book.

*Refer to Douyin for the recipe of red bean cake.