"Is this still a trivial matter?" Princess Wenle frowned disapprovingly, "The Prince of Southern Fujian is famous for his beauty in the capital, and he must have conspired against you when he called you over yesterday, so don't let him go." In my heart."

Afraid that Gu Yuzhu was too big-hearted and didn't care about it, she began to seriously educate Gu Yuzhu about the absurd things that the Prince of Southern Fujian had done in the capital these years.

Running horses and fighting dogs are commonplace, what's more, it is said that he has carried a lot of life-related crimes on him.

It can be said that the son of the King of Minnan is still alive, and his life can only be saved by his father, the King of Minnan, who pays tribute to the emperor every year and sends some rare treasures.

But even so, instead of restraining himself, the Prince of Southern Fujian became more and more arrogant.

Gu Yuzhu was speechless when he heard that, and thought, this is even more arrogant and domineering than the group of Gaoliang children from the Sang family.

The dry-mouthed Princess Bunraku stretched out her fingers and tapped Gu Yuzhu's forehead, "I tell you this, not only to make you guard against him, but also to make you not be too low-key when you are outside, so what? Saying that I am also your godmother, I still have a bit of face in the capital, even if he is the prince of southern Fujian, he would not dare to confront me, if this thing can be used, why don't you use it."

Hearing Gu Yuzhu's politeness, Princess Le felt helpless.

She really wanted to treat Gu Yuzhu as her daughter.

Feeling her intimacy, Gu Yuzhu didn't refute, but blinked, "Got it."

Changsun Lingyu couldn't quite understand their conversation, so she looked left and right, and then hugged Gu Yuzhu's arm.

Princess Wenle saw that Gu Yuzhu was so well-behaved, so she couldn't bear to reprimand her anymore, she just asked helplessly, "Your husband is awake, how is it now?"

"I'm awake, I'm drinking medicine inside." Gu Yuzhu said while leading her into the room.

Inside the house, Song Chengye and Wen Liuxuan who were talking shut their mouths in unison when they heard the footsteps.

"Join the princess."

"See Princess."

Princess Wenle first raised her hand towards Song Chengye, signaling that he didn't need to get up, and then saw Wen Liuxuan next to him.

A trace of surprise flashed in her eyes, "Are you the Minister of the Ministry of Punishment?"

Although she lives in a simple life and puts all her heart on her daughter, she still recognizes those famous officials in the court.

This one in front of me is too famous.

It's just because of this pretty face, and that ruthless heart that makes people frightened.

Wen Liuxuan nodded with a smile: "It's the next official."

Princess Bunraku restrained the surprise in her eyes and began to look seriously at Chen Ye's expression.

The man's complexion was too pale, as if he was terminally ill, and his life was not long.

Princess Wenle became angry again, "I heard that the emperor has sent an imperial doctor to see you? That person went to give you medicine to torture you like this?"

Wen Liuxuan spread out his fan in a flash to cover half of his face and that weird complexion.

Song Chengye also froze, and decided to tell the truth, "It's just a little bit of cold, and it's not a serious problem."

Princess Bunle didn't quite believe it: "The wind and cold can make you faint?"

She had an expression of "how could your body be so weak".

"Cough cough." Gu Yuzhu cleared his throat, bit the bullet and told the truth, "Godmother, he's really fine, he'll faint, it's just that he didn't eat breakfast today."

Plus a little hypoglycemic drug that she prepared.

Gu Yuzhu added silently in her heart.

Princess Bunle just wanted to ask "Why are you so angry that you don't eat breakfast", but before the words came out, she came to her senses.

She couldn't help laughing: "That's right, I really thought you just swallowed this breath."

After a pause, she persuaded again earnestly: "It's okay to take such measures in an emergency, but you are still young after all, so you have to take your body seriously."

The nagging from the elders prevented the two of them from opening their mouths to refute, so they could only hold their noses and listen carefully.

Wen Liuxuan thought this scene was funny, but he didn't dare to laugh either.

Princess Bunraku is quite scary when she is serious.

Until the smell of food wafted in, Changsun Lingyu sniffed the air like a puppy, "It smells so good."

Princess Bunraku was also seduced by the suspicious smell of the food.

Gu Yuzhu breathed a sigh of relief amidst the babbling, and quickly changed the subject, "I'm going to eat pot today, there are both clear and red soups, and the broth made with old hens is delicious, so why don't you stay for lunch. "

Changsun Lingyu hurriedly turned her head to hug her mother's arm again, "Mother, eat."

The leader of the Wenle group had nothing to do with him, so he reached out and nodded her forehead helplessly, as a sign of agreement.

The three little milk bags also smelled the fragrance and ran out from the study.

Gu Yuzhu originally wanted to help Song Chengye get up, but someone was a step faster for her.

Wen Liuxuan smiled treacherously and maliciously, "Brother Chengye, come, come, let's eat."

Song Chengye, who saw through his thoughts, rolled his eyelids lightly, "Master Shangshu is busy with work, so I won't keep you."

Wen Liuxuan pretended not to understand what he meant to drive away the guests, and said cheekily: "It's not busy, there's still time for lunch."

He is about to eat.

Song Chengye snorted in disgust.

Wen Liuxuan didn't mind either, and helped him to the main hall.

When people who are familiar with each other eat, there is no such rule that men and women cannot sit at the same table in aristocratic families, but because they are eating soup pots and there are two pots, they changed to a larger table.

There are two pots, one is hot and hot, and the other is boiled to a thick white soup, which is delicious and tangy, stimulating people's taste buds.

Under the guidance of Gu Yuzhu, Princess Wenle picked up a piece of meat with serving chopsticks and put it into the red soup pot to rinse.

The sliced ​​meat that had been rolled in the hot pot was shiny red, and the spicy smell rushed into her nostrils, making her salivate and regret at the same time.

She can't eat too spicy.

But it was already picked up, and she didn't want to waste it, so she tentatively put it in her mouth.

The delicious taste explodes in the mouth.

But the strange thing is that she didn't feel that it was too spicy, and the spiciness was still within an acceptable range.

Gu Yuzhu specially asked the cook to adjust the spiciness. There are children in the family and weak stomachs, so they can't eat too spicy food. This kind of spiciness is just right.

Otherwise, the three little milk buns wouldn't dare to argue about wanting to eat spicy pot.

But even so, the three little milk packs were still hissing and pumping non-stop.

"It's so spicy, so spicy." Erbao slurped water while eating, sweat dripped from the tip of his nose.

Gu Yuzhu turned the hand that was picking up vegetables for them, and the public chopsticks that had almost fallen into the red soup picked up two vegetable leaves in the clear soup pot and put them into Erbao's bowl.

"If you can't eat spicy food, eat less, so you don't have diarrhea."

Erbao is the worst person in the family who can't eat spicy food, even worse than Ziyi.

But he is the one who likes spicy food the most in his family.

Can't stop it.

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