Wear books to become a villain’s bride, and a miracle doctor takes him into space to be exiled

"What's wrong?"

Yan Ruoli asked casually, picking up a pitcher and preparing to wash rice for cooking.

Ye Weiyun said bitterly: "I think it's nice for you to call me Weiyun. You call me Weiyun by both my first and last name. I'm too old."

When she mentioned him to others, she always called him Weiyun. Why did she change her name to Ye Weiyun when she called him?

One word difference, but a thousand miles difference in feeling.

Zheng Tiangang was lighting the fire. Hearing this, he smiled and said, "Young Madam, you should call Mr. Ye Xianggong."

Ye Weiyun nodded and smiled at Zheng Tiangang. This title was naturally better.

Yan Ruoli's face was burning, she glared at Zheng Tiangang, and said angrily: "You're just lighting a fire, why are you joining in the fun?"

Zheng Tiangang scratched his head: "Young madam, are you shy? My wife was like this when she first married me. Just get used to it."

Seeing Yan Ruoli glaring at him again, he hurriedly stood up and said, "It seems there isn't enough firewood. I'll go get some more."

After saying that, he ran away.

Yan Ruoli turned her back to Ye Weiyun and was too embarrassed to look at him.

"We haven't worshiped yet, so I don't know whether I should call you husband. I'll call you Weiyun."

"Okay." Ye Weiyun chuckled.

He didn't expect her to call him husband now.

One day, he will invite guests and formally worship her in front of everyone.

When Yan Ruoli heard his laughter, her heart swayed slightly, and a strange feeling came over her.

She picked up a handful of green onions, stuffed them into Ye Weiyun's hand, glared at him and said, "Don't be idle when you're here. Peel the green onions."

"Okay." Ye Weiyun's voice was soft.

Yan Ruoli's heart palpitated again and she quickly returned to the stove to get busy.

Why does this damn voice sound so good?

Zheng Tiangang brought back the firewood, put it on the high pile of firewood, and smiled secretly while lighting the fire.

"Why are you laughing?" Yan Ruoli asked strangely.

Zheng Tiangang pointed at Ye Weiyun and said, "Master Ye's peeled onions are so funny."

Yan Ruoli turned around and saw Ye Weiyun peeling green onions, and couldn't help but want to laugh.

After all, he is a young man who doesn’t touch the spring water with his fingers. He doesn’t know what it means to peel onions.

He had already carefully peeled half of the green onions, peeling them off layer by layer, like peeling onions, and arranged them neatly together, like a team of green onion soldiers waiting for inspection.

Ye Weiyun raised his head and asked with confused eyes, "Didn't you ask me to peel the onions? Did I not peel them carefully enough?"

"No, you peeled it off very carefully, too carefully."

Yan Ruoli finally couldn't help but burst out laughing so hard that her waist bent.

Why do I find the villain Xiao Hou Ye more and more cute?

Ye Weiyun looked at her with confused eyes and a smile on his lips.She knew that she must have peeled the onions incorrectly. Although she didn't know where she went wrong, it was fine as long as it made her happy.

Zheng Tiangang set up the firewood, picked and washed vegetables quickly, and told Ye Weiyun how to peel onions.

Ye Weiyun paid attention to his movements.

The road to exile is destined to be bumpy. Although Yan Ruoli has collected a large amount of property, she may not have the opportunity to use it in the early stage.

Maybe if she needs to cook for herself for a long time in the future, he will become her qualified assistant.

The wife lives with her husband and provides daily necessities. This kind of life is actually quite good.

When Yan Ruoli was cooking, she secretly took out some condiments that were not available in this world from the space.

Some of these condiments are stored in the armory room as armaments, and some are kept in the medical room as daily necessities.

Yan Ruoli was very lucky to have developed the space and prepared everything thoroughly when doing the test.

The wonderful aroma escaped from the pot, wafted out of the kitchen, and spread throughout the inn.

Everyone couldn't help but take a deep breath and salivate.

Ye Weiyun's eyes kept falling on Yan Ruoli, looking at her skillful movements, his eyes were full of heartache.

How much menial work did she do in the Prime Minister's Office?

The eldest daughter of a prime minister's family is so proficient in cooking, which shows what kind of life she has lived in the prime minister's house.

Ye Feiran, who was also an official lady, didn't know how to cook at all. Nvhong did a good job, but she learned it for the purpose of competing with other daughters for their talents.

Ye Weiyun secretly made up his mind that he would never let her suffer again in the future.

Yan Ruoli picked up a piece of braised pork with chopsticks and brought it to Ye Weiyun. She said happily, "Try it and see how it tastes?"

The dangerous clouds did not move at night.

Yan Ruoli asked in surprise: "You don't like meat? Let me tell you, the food I cook tastes very good."

She used to live alone, and when she had free time, she liked to cook to reward herself.

Cooking is her hobby.

Ye Weiyun said: "It's hot."

Well, after all, it’s the young Marquis who is used to opening his mouth when clothes come and food comes.

Yan Ruoli put the braised pork to her mouth and blew on it before handing it to him: "Okay, it's not hot anymore."

Ye Weiyun smiled slightly, opened his mouth and ate the braised pork.As soon as the meat entered his mouth, the delicious aroma filled his taste buds, making him squint his eyes slightly.

The braised pork she blew was delicious.

No, this braised pork tastes really good.

The braised pork she makes naturally tastes good.

How much suffering did she have to endure in the Prime Minister's Mansion to make the braised pork so delicious?

Ye Weiyun's heart went over and over again, and he spared no effort in praising: "It's delicious. The meat is smooth and tender, melts in your mouth, not greasy and slightly crispy, it is truly a delicacy in the world."

"Really? I knew you would like it."

Yan Ruoli happily returned to the stove to serve food.

It is something to be very proud of when the dishes you cook are recognized by others.

Zheng Tiangang touched his forehead and felt that staying here was unnecessary.

Even though he is a rough guy, after all, he has been married before and knows the ins and outs of this.

How could he not see the crazy look on the young Marquis's face?Even if you want to eat the food, you have to have the young lady blow it before you are willing to eat it, tsk tsk tsk tsk.

However, the young lady doesn't seem to understand the young marquis's thoughts.

Yan Ruoli enthusiastically divided the dish into two portions, one for the official servant and one for the guest room for her and her family to eat.

Everywhere she passed, everyone looked at her eagerly.

You Yong and others found that they had made a lot of money on this errand, and they were able to eat such delicious food, which was something they couldn't even get in the best restaurants in the capital.

You Yong secretly thanked God in his heart. It must be because he treated Xiaohou Ye's family well that he could receive such a blessing.Not only did he not get shot in the head, but he also got to eat delicious food.

He told his subordinates with a serious face: "Remember, you must be kind to the young Marquis and his family along the way."

The officers and servants all had their mouths full of oil, their eyes were shining, and they all nodded in agreement.

Even for this delicious food, you have to be kind to others.

Yan Ruoli pushed Ye Weiyun back to the guest room, and Zheng Tiangang followed them with the last plate of food.

Suddenly there was the sound of carriages and horses outside the door. It was very chaotic. It should be that a large group of people had arrived.

Someone said: "This inn is too shabby and too small. Let's go forward. There is a better inn ahead."

A young man's clear voice said: "No, I'll stay here tonight. I smell the fragrance. There is a good cook in this inn."