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

"Sir, you are wrongly blaming the shop. The wine on the next table is brought by someone else and has nothing to do with the shop!"

The waiter shrugged innocently, glanced at Lu Qingqing's table and said.

The man blushed and waved irritably to the waiter to leave.

Chu Haochen grabbed the wine jar and filled it with ink for him and Xiao Zimo, but Lu Qingqing refused to let her drink.

Helplessly, she could only watch the two of them changing glasses.

The young man and his companions at the next table felt that the wine in front of them was tasteless as they drank, and they pushed it aside in frustration.

"No more drinking, what kind of bad wine is this!"

My friends who were traveling with me persuaded me to stop drinking if I don’t want to drink. Why did I get so angry?

"Go to my house for a drink someday. There is also wine in the house that the prince gave to my brother. I just wanted to take it out and try it."

The young master's eyes lit up when he heard it, and he repeated: "The prince rewarded you? You have to try it."

I heard from a friend that this time the prince suddenly returned to Beijing and was invited by his brother to the house when he passed by his house. Moreover, the brother and the prince...

When Lu Qingqing heard the man's words, she raised her eyebrows and looked at Chu Haochen and Xiao Zimo. Could the prince they were talking about be the fourth prince he had never met?

Xiao Zimo glanced at the next table with a cold face. It seemed that the fourth child had been away from home for so many years, and the people he interacted with were quite mixed!

He and Chu Haochen looked at each other. It seemed that the fourth child was really prepared!

"Is your father's illness also related to him?" Lu Qingqing asked in a low voice, so low that only three people could hear it.

Xiao Zimo raised his eyebrows and sneered. It seemed that he was not the only one who thought so!

Lu Qingqing smiled understandingly, then picked up the vegetables in front of her and ate them gracefully.

Soon they had finished their dinner and walked towards their rooms.

Chu Haochen closed the door and looked at the little woman suddenly slumped on the bed, humming: "It feels so comfortable, Chu Haochen, I'm sleepy."

Chu Haochen, who slowly walked forward, said with a doting look on his face, "Just rest if you feel sleepy." He also helped her take off her embroidered shoes.

Lu Qingqing didn't know that Qingli and Qu Wenxuan were studying brewing new wine in the space. Qingli ran out of the house with a handkerchief covering her mouth.

I lay down under the tree in the yard and took a few deep breaths before I felt better.

"Oh my God! I'm still a little dizzy! There's absolutely nothing wrong with your wine."

He shouted towards the house while holding his forehead.

Later, Qu Wenxuan also staggered out. When he raised his head and looked into Qingli's eyes, the two of them laughed. It seemed that this time the wine was more successful than the last time. I don't know if they used spiritual spring water for them. Will the brewer...

Forget it, let’s wait until the master comes back.

Qingli called to Qu Wenxuan to have a meal first. Xia Yun had just arrived to summon the two of them to have a meal.

Before leaving, he muttered that he didn't know what the two of them had been busy with all day.

Qu Wenxuan smiled and pursed his lips and said nothing. It seemed that the wine he brewed these two times was more successful than the last. Perhaps it was because of the use of Lingquan water later. After drinking this wine, he felt a hundred times more energetic.

This feeling was the first time he had felt this way in his entire life.

When Qingli arrived, she told him about the wonders of the two wells in the space. He also knew that the medicinal spring might be able to cure his throat, but he didn't want to do it without his master's permission.

It was his own decision to use Lingquan water to make wine. He wanted to wait for his master to come back and hide himself to apologize.

Qingli muttered that Lu Qingqing was cold-faced and warm-hearted, so he didn't need to worry too much because he wasn't so stingy.

Although Qingli said so, she didn't go out of her way in the space with such a drink.

This is what Lu Qingqing admires most about her.

Xia Yun's impression of her also changed little by little. When he had nothing to do, he would try to persuade her with words. At that time, he would only focus on King Chen's ideas.

"Xia Yun, we are here to have a meal."

Xia Yun, who was busy in the kitchen, turned around and pointed at the food on the table beside him, and said softly: "No, I left it for you at that time, so I didn't know to come earlier. It's true."

When Qu Wenxuan heard Xia Yun's complaint, he opened his mouth sheepishly and nodded. Qingli smiled slightly and said, "Don't worry. This is Xia Yun's temperament. He can't be forgiving with his mouth."

As he spoke, he pulled Qu Wenxuan to sit at the table.

Xia Yun put her hands on her hips and said, let them cherish it. If she goes out, they will be the ones cooking.

"Okay, okay, my good Xia Yun is the most powerful."

Qingli blinked and smiled.

He pulled Qu Wenxuan to sit down and started eating deliciously. Xia Yun laughed angrily when he saw how helpless the two of them were.

Xia Yun reluctantly carried the food box out of the kitchen and walked towards the three young masters' rooms.

At this time, the three wet nurses had just changed the baby's diaper and coaxed him to sleep. When Xia Yun came, he saw that Bai Yan was still guarding Xiaobao.

She slowly stepped forward and stroked Bai Yan's big head, whispering that he should go eat something first, as Xiaobao wouldn't be able to wake up for a while.

Bai Yan looked back and forth between Xiaobao and Xia Yun. Finally, he couldn't bear the roast chicken that Xia Yun said, so he walked towards the food box and stretched out his big paw to slap it.

"Bai Yan, how do you know there's food for you there? It's really not fun at all."

After saying that, Xia Yun took out a roast chicken from the food box and handed it to Bai Yan. He also took out the soup cup from under the food box and asked the three wet nurses to drink it.

"The soup made by Miss Xia Yun is still delicious. The three of us are almost spoiled by your naughty mouth."

The three of them smiled and joked at Xia Yun.

Xia Yun raised his eyebrows and said with a slight smile on his lips, as long as he can take good care of his little master, he is not afraid of being naughty.

The four of them pursed their lips and chuckled.

At this time, the sky outside was already bright. Chu Haochen got up early in the morning and started to put on his clothes. Lu Qingqing also slowly opened her eyes when she heard the movement.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes and asked, "Is it dawn yet? Why did you get up so early?"

Chu Haochen stepped forward and leaned over to place a kiss on her forehead, saying softly that it was still early so that she could get some sleep first.

Lu Qingqing stretched out and said with a slight smile that she couldn't say anything anymore. Then she slowly sat up and looked at the bright sky outside. She asked Chu Haochen if he wanted to go to the space to take a look?

"it is good!"

With that said, the two disappeared into the room.

The two people who returned to the space appeared directly in Lu Qingqing's yard this time.

Xia Yun heard the noise while passing by the small courtyard and quickly stepped forward to check.

Xia Yun, who opened the far door, happened to see King Chen who had not yet come and entered the room.

"This slave has met His Highness Prince Chen."

Before Chu Haochen could speak, Lu Qingqing's voice came from the room.

"Biyun, come and help me comb my hair."

Xia Yun smiled and blessed Chu Haochen and walked towards the room. Chu Haochen went straight to the table and sat down. Every time he entered Qing'er's space, he felt relaxed physically and mentally.

Looking at his master sitting in front of the bronze mirror, Xia Yun slowly walked forward and picked up the comb on the table, and gently helped his master comb it.