Traveling through famine years, peasant girls hold space in their hands to store food

Three days later, rumors began to spread in the fishing village that Lu Qingqing was pregnant out of wedlock and had an affair with others. The rumors were spread as unpleasant as possible.

"Master, the master is not well." When Biyun ran into the room, she happened to bump into the prince holding the child and sitting next to the master. The two of them were talking about something.

Lu Qingqing and the other two looked towards Biyun, and saw her gasping in panic, with a hint of anger on her face.

"Master... this slave didn't know that the prince was here, so please forgive me."

Biyun saluted Chu Haochen.

Lu Qingqing's eyebrows showed a trace of displeasure, she glanced at the sleeping children, and whispered: "What's going on? What do you look like in a panic?"

Chu Haochen lowered his eyes and coaxed Xiaobao in his arms with tenderness.

Biyun suppressed the panic in her eyes, lowered her voice, leaned over and said respectfully: "Master, there is a rumor in the village that... there is a rumor that the master is pregnant before marriage and... still... .Oh, master and slave, I can’t say anything.”

At this moment, Chu Haochen's eyes flashed with a dark light, his thin lips pursed into a line, he raised his head and looked towards Biyun, only to see Biyun lowering his head in fear, not daring to look directly.

Biyun gritted his teeth and stood there staring at the cold aura emanating from Chu Haochen, not daring to breathe.

"Do you know where it came from?"

Chu Haochen asked calmly, but Biyun felt a chill.

She replied tremblingly: "Back to the prince, I don't know yet."

Chu Haochen's face darkened. Thinking of the rumors about Qing'er and the child, the unknown fire in his heart was instantly ignited.

He gently put the child next to Lu Qingqing, reached out to touch her cheek and said softly that he would solve the matter and let her take good care of herself.

"Your body..." Lu Qingqing was worried that Chu Haochen's body was still weak at this time. She had discovered it two days ago.

Chu Haochen gave her a comforting look and said softly, isn't there a miracle doctor here? Let her not worry.

After Chu Haochen left, Lu Qingqing asked Biyun again about the rumors outside, and upon hearing her lips curled up in a cold smile.

"It's strange that this matter has spread. Only people who know the situation of the county master would spread such rumors. It seems that he is still a mole."

Lu Qingqing lowered her eyes and thought to herself for a moment.

Biyun knelt down with a "pop" sound and swore to her solemnly that he had no intention of betraying his master.

"What are you doing? Get up. What are the people around me thinking? I am not confused yet. Go and find Ziyao."

Lu Qingqing shook her head helplessly and ordered Biyun. This silly girl was about to cry when she looked like that.

"Yes, slave, go right away."

After saying that, Biyun stood up neatly and walked quickly out of the room.

Lu Qingqing narrowed her eyes and looked out the window. No matter who dared to hurt the child, don't blame her for being ruthless.

She lowered her head and looked at the sleeping faces of the three children, with a gentle smile on her lips.

After a while, Ziyao followed Biyun into the room.

"Master is looking for a slave?" Ziyao said happily.

Lu Qingqing raised her head and nodded lightly towards Ziyao, instructing her in a deep voice to find out who spread the rumors outside, and also asked her to pay attention to the person in the guest house.

How could she forget this person in the past two days?

"Master is suspicious..." Biyun and Ziyao asked simultaneously.

Lu Qingqing's lips curled up into a cold smile, her eyes filled with cold light.

Qingli was still leaning on the soft couch in the room with a proud look on her face. She didn't know that trouble was about to come.

"These ancients are really interesting, but it is their ignorance that makes me happy, haha..."

While talking to herself, she picked up a piece of peach blossom cake on the table and put it into her mouth.

Suddenly she had a new idea when she looked at the plate of pastries. In the past two days, she also discovered that Aunt Wang in the kitchen had a good way of making pastries. Why not take advantage of it.

She wore nothing but no golden fingers and no backing, and her pockets were cleaner than her face, so how could she survive?

"Just do this." Qingli stood up suddenly as she spoke, straightened her skirt and walked out of the yard.

She asked the little maid who was sweeping the yard in the direction of the kitchen, and then walked towards the backyard with excitement on her face.

In the kitchen, Aunt Wang was making pastries, and Grandma Feng went to deliver bird's nest porridge to the master.

When Qingli came over, Aunt Wang happened to be the only one in the kitchen. She immediately put on a smiling face and walked towards the kitchen.

"Aunt Wang, what delicious food is this? It smells so good."

Aunt Wang didn't think much about it. She turned around and replied with a slight smile on her face. She was making cakes for her master, who loved to eat them.

"Oh, I'm envious of Aunt Wang's craftsmanship. Can Aunt Wang teach me? I also want to make it for my sister, the county boss. I've been living in Zhuangzi and don't know how to thank my sister. I thought..."

Qingli's words were so sincere and pleasant that even Aunt Wang was coaxed into being stunned.

"Miss Qingli, I can't do it today. I'm a little busy in the kitchen today. I'll teach you when I'm free, okay?"

Aunt Wang didn't think much about it, but it happened that another cook was sick today, and she and Aunt Feng were the only ones on the stove. She was really busy right now, so she simply didn't agree.

Qingli originally wanted to say something, but when she saw that Aunt Feng had returned in the distance, she quickly agreed to Aunt Wang with a smile, turned around and left the kitchen.

Aunt Feng returned to the kitchen and saw Qingli's leaving figure, and asked Aunt Wang if she had anything to do.

"Hey, that girl said she wanted to learn how to make pastries with me, and she wanted to make them for the master."

Aunt Feng looked doubtfully in the direction Qingli left again, frowned and thought for a moment, and then told Aunt Wang not to let anyone else in the kitchen except the maids in the house. The safety of the masters was the most important.

After hearing this, Aunt Wang quickly stood up and patted her forehead as if she suddenly understood.

"Yes, thanks to Grandma Feng for reminding me, otherwise I would be so stupid and afraid of getting into trouble."

Aunt Wang also felt that what Nanny Feng said was reasonable. Not everyone could enter the kitchen. If something really happened, she would not be able to explain it clearly.

Aunt Feng smiled slightly and whispered to her to be careful in the future. She was still watching.

"Is the soup ready for the nanny? I'll bring it to them later. When the milk is good, the little masters will grow faster."

Aunt Wang nodded in agreement, and a smile appeared on her eyebrows when she mentioned the young master.

After Qingli returned to the room, she vented her anger, "Damn it, she's just a slave..."

At this moment, the maidservant shouted from outside the door, "Miss Qingli, the prince has invited me."

After saying this, Qingli stood up happily and immediately went to the bronze mirror to look at herself. She smiled coquettishly at the bronze mirror. She didn't slowly walk out of the room until she was sure there was nothing wrong.

Qingfengyuan.

Chu Haochen's cold eyes narrowed slightly as he sat in front of the Eight Immortals' table. Mo Yi stood beside his master, staring at the door with burning eyes.

The rumor that Mo Si had just explored the fishing village came from Qingli.

He wanted to see how Qingli would defend himself later.

"The master is here." Mo Si leaned towards Chu Haochen and said respectfully.