Lingyu followed behind. She didn't know what happened in the study before, and she didn't know that the two lieutenants had already called their sisters-in-law. When she heard the movement in the study, she whispered in a low voice: "This general has such a bad temper..." ....”

Lingyu thought about it for a few moments before she came up with a slightly euphemistic word: "You are quite cheerful."

Gu Baiyu coughed lightly, "Be more respectful to the soldiers around the Marquis."

Lingyu was stunned, "Yes, madam."

While walking, Gu Baiyu remembered what Xiao Yanlin had just said in the study, and sighed secretly in his heart.

Xiao Yanlin looks cold and reserved in his emotions, but in fact he is very emotional and responsible.

He said he didn't care about Xiao Ruoyun's affairs and let him make his own decision, but in fact he had thought about all possible accidents and the consequences of Xiao Ruoyun revealing the matter. He had made detailed arrangements and kept them carefully. Backhand.

But even after doing so much, he had no intention of telling Xiao Yanlin.

It's not that Xiao Yanlin silently contributed anything, Gu Baiyu was more inclined. Xiao Yanlin did all this to protect Xiao Ruoyun, and even more to protect the entire Hou Mansion.

If anything happens to Xiao Ruoyun, will the Hou Mansion not be implicated?

Perhaps, according to Xiao Yanlin's character, he didn't tell Xiao Ruoyun just because he didn't want to give him the feeling that he had a backer, so he could do whatever he wanted, so as not to let his mind wander and cause trouble in the future.

but......

Thinking of someone who is so introverted even to his brothers, he is always generous in praising himself and openly expresses his love for himself;

Also, he always lets her do whatever she wants, as if she is supporting him even if the sky falls...

Gu Baiyu felt warm in her heart. In Xiao Yanlin's heart, she was really different from others. This special treatment and special love were particularly obvious when compared with Xiao Ruoyun, his younger brother.

Although it was childish to argue with her husband's brother, Gu Baiyu couldn't help but feel happy.

Probably, this is the feeling of being held in someone's hand.

Gu Baiyu felt that her life was worthwhile, as if all the hardships she endured in her previous life were doubled in this life. She was the apple of her parents' eye at home, and when she got married, Xiao Yanlin took care of her. She was really lucky.

Thinking like this, Gu Baiyu was in an incredible mood. He went to the kitchen to check the dishes in person, and even cooked a few exquisite specialty side dishes.

When Gu Baiyu changed her clothes, picked up the kitchen utensils and started cooking properly, the cook in the kitchen was shocked.

"Madam! Madam, you can't help me! We can do this kind of rough work. Just tell us what you want to eat, and we'll cook it for you too!"

Gu Baiyu smiled helplessly, looked at several servants including the old housekeeper, and explained: "I really know how to cook, so you don't have to worry."

Lingyu also nodded, "Yes, yes, Sister Daiqing will help."

Dai Qing was one of the remaining maids that Gu Baiyu brought to the Hou Mansion.

Dai Qing looks ordinary, slightly fat, and doesn't like to talk. Her only hobby is studying all kinds of delicious food.

She devoted herself to making her wife fat. She was responsible for all kinds of snacks for Gu Baiyu. She would add some of Gu Baiyu's favorite dishes during meals. She was usually in the kitchen and rarely appeared in the outer courtyard.

At this moment, she was helping Gu Baiyu change the cutlery for the dishes.

But even if Lingyu said this, the other cooks and old housekeepers still stayed with her carefully throughout the whole process, for fear that Gu Baiyu might accidentally be scalded by water or splashed by oil.

After all, Xiao Yanlin's love for Gu Baiyu was seen by everyone. If Gu Baiyu accidentally hurt someone, wouldn't the Marquis skin them?

Fortunately, Gu Baiyu was not a bastard, the dishes were cooked in a decent way, and his movements were smooth, so everyone finally felt relieved.

Seeing the chef patting his chest gently, looking frightened and in shock, Gu Baiyu couldn't help but find it funny.

Mrs. Gu taught her this when she was in the boudoir.

She was a daughter of a famous family and had no worries about food and clothing. She didn't have to cook herself, but Mrs. Gu once said that she washed her hands and made soup for her husband and family every day, so the woman's dedication became a matter of course. Occasionally she was gentle and showed her hand. , that is the wife's consideration, and the husband will appreciate his wife's tenderness.

Especially Gu Baiyu, who was born into a noble family. Such a beautiful girl would occasionally be willing to cook for her husband. Any man would be flattered.

Even if you are from a famous family, you still have to live your life based on your husband's face after you get married. Mrs. Gu has taught Gu Baiyu a lot about the methods of maintaining favor.

Although those methods are more utilitarian, in the final analysis, I still hope that my daughter will live well in the future.

And Gu Baiyu is now very grateful to Mrs. Gu for her thoughtfulness. She doesn't want to please Xiao Yanlin, but she just occasionally does this and cooks meals for her beloved. She feels very happy.

Gu Baiyu cooked three dishes in total. After they were done, she left some of them on a small plate for the chef to taste.

The chef was initially skeptical because she looked good, but could the prime minister's daughter really know how to cook?

He just thought about how to praise the food in a different way if it didn't taste good, and then try his best to make up for the dish so that the Marquis would not blame them when it was served to the table later.

I just didn't expect that the chef's eyes widened as soon as he took the dish into his mouth.

The second-in-command on the side looked anxious, what's going on? Too unpalatable? Too bad to eat and speechless?

No matter what we do, we can’t save it even if we don’t fix it!

Just when he was so anxious that he wanted to eat it often, the chef finally swallowed the dish in his mouth, "Madam, this dish..."

The second-in-command was afraid that Gu Baiyu would be angry if he told the truth, so he spoke first, "Chef Hou is outspoken. Madam, you..."

“This dish is really delicious!”

Second in command: "...Huh?"

"Ah what!" The chef slapped the second in command on the head, "Get out of the way, I have to ask Madam how to cook these dishes! I know these Jiangnan dishes, why can't I make Madam like this?" What’s the taste?”

Gu Baiyu smiled. It seemed that although she hadn't cooked for a long time, her cooking skills were pretty good?

"This can't be taught. My mother taught it only to the daughters of the Gu family." Gu Baiyu said.

She was joking, but the chef nodded: "It's a small oversight. I heard that Mrs. Gu comes from a famous family in the south of the Yangtze River, and there must be some dishes at home that are not known to others. It's a small oversight."

Gu Baiyu smiled and said nothing. Her craft was taught by Mrs. Gu. Mrs. Gu learned it from her grandmother who died young, so it was not spread to outsiders.

These three dishes were finally brought to the table with great care.

The little maid who served the food knew that there were distinguished guests today, and thought that the lady cooked the food herself to make the food look good to the Marquis. Since the food was so delicious, she should put it in different places for everyone to try.

Unexpectedly, the old housekeeper grabbed her and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Ah, butler, I want to give everyone a taste of Madam's craftsmanship..."

"Confused! Put it here!"

After the old butler finished speaking, he personally took the little maid's tray, placed all three dishes at the position closest to the main seat, and then nodded with satisfaction.

Thinking of what Gu Baiyu said just now, these three dishes were cooked by Gu Baiyu’s grandmother for his grandfather to eat, and Mrs. Gu cooked them for Prime Minister Gu...

Thinking again of the way the lady cooked for the Marquis herself...

The smile on the old housekeeper's face became deeper and deeper, and even the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes seemed to radiate the light of wisdom.

It's easy to cook the food yourself. The Marquis will definitely know that the lady cooked it herself, but how can I tell the Marquis about the origin of these dishes later without leaving any trace?

Well, since he is so considerate, it’s time for the Marquis to give him another monthly salary increase, right?

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