Mu Yingbao was concentrating on cutting vegetables in the kitchen. After she finished, she found that there was an extra person. "Emma, ​​when did you come?"

Xue Wenyu crossed his legs, folded his arms and responded with disdain, "I really can't understand how you, who have no vigilance at all, have survived until now? It's a good thing that I came in. If it was a pervert, I would have seen you snort."

"What's so scary about this lecher? If he looks like what I like, I'll marry him. If he looks ugly and disgusting, I'll castrate him." After saying this, Mu Yingbao smiled evilly and waved the boning knife in his hand.

Her wicked smile, coupled with the gleaming sharp blade in her hand, reminded Xue Wenyu of the master in the palace's cleansing room.

"You really have the guts to say that." Xue Wenyu said with contempt.

"Hey, are you being unreasonable? You were the one who called me a lecher. So how do you want me to respond? Should I cry and beg for mercy in front of that lecher? Will he let me go? Like this?" Having said that, Mu Yingbao put the knife in his hand on the chopping board.

Then he raised his two fists, pounding them in front of him, and begging for mercy in an exaggerated and frightened voice, "No, no."

Xue Wenyu couldn't help but twitching the corners of his mouth when he saw this, and he gritted his teeth to prevent himself from laughing.

"How about this? I think it will only make that scoundrel more excited, right?" Mu Yingbao paused and asked seriously.

"Are you sure that was resistance and begging for mercy rather than seduction?" Xue Wenyu asked helplessly.

"Of course not, Zai. If I told you that you have nothing to do anyway, why not help me make the fire, you would definitely not agree, right?" Mu Yingbao suddenly changed the subject and asked while staring into his eyes.

Burning fire?

Xue Wenyu almost blurted out, of course I don't agree.

But then he thought again, that wasn't right, if he said he disagreed, she would definitely act like she had guessed it would happen.

However, if I want to stop her from getting what she wants, I have to do the opposite. Didn't you guess that I can't light a fire? But I promised to help you light a fire!

Having made up his mind, he was about to get up and walk towards the stove, but when he saw her laughing, Xue Wenyu suddenly cursed himself inwardly, "Stupid!"

She started the fire herself, so isn't she the one who gets the advantage?

So he glanced at her and said, "I have important things to do. I don't have time to chat with you here." After saying that, he stood up, put his hands behind his back and walked out.

"Why do you come to the kitchen when you don't have time? What's wrong with you." Mu Yingbao muttered to his back.

Although the voice was low, Xue Wenyu heard it clearly. Yes, what was wrong with him? Even if he had free time, he should not come to the kitchen! There were many places to go. He could practice in the study, take a nap in the bedroom, or discuss with Shang Xiaohu and others what to do next.

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There are so many things to do, how can I have the time to talk to her about useless things?

Xue Wenyu thought that it might be because he had been too nice to this woman recently, otherwise why would she want him to light the fire?

He shook his head and sighed. This woman, you just can't be too nice to her. Give her a little sunshine and she will bloom. Give her a little color and she will start a dyeing factory.

At noon, the father and son of the Fan family looked at the dishes on the table, then looked at Mu Yingbao who was wearing an apron and serving the dishes, and asked Brother Hui in a low voice in disbelief: "Did she really make these dishes?"

"Yes." Brother Hui nodded and told him. "Do you cook it yourself when there are guests?" Fan Weiting asked again in a low voice. Brother Hui shook his head; "No, when my mother and I were in Youcheng, my mother cooked three meals a day. Later, no matter where we went, as long as the conditions allowed and it was not too tiring, my mother cooked it.

Grandfather, uncle, please eat more later. My mother's cooking is delicious.

They looked eager to eat, but as the host hadn't even sat down yet, they, as guests, felt embarrassed to eat first, as that would be too rude.

"Mother, I'll go check and see why great-grandfather hasn't arrived yet." Seeing that the table was full of dishes and great-grandfather had not arrived yet, Brother Hui stood up, greeted Mu Yingbao, and ran out.

The father and son of the Fan family had previously heard from their children that the prince's wife had recognized a relative.

After a while, Brother Hui came back with an old man.

"Great-grandfather, this is my grandfather, and this is my uncle." Brother Hui helped to introduce them.

"Grandfather, uncle, this is my great-grandfather."

The father and son of the Fan family stood up when Tao Qingyuan came in, and greeted him with a bow when they heard his words.

Fan Puchang murmured in his heart, this person is only a few years older than me, but he is a generation older than me.

"We are all family, don't be polite and sit down." Xue Wenyu didn't say anything, and Mu Yingbao quickly greeted him.

Brother Hui sat between Tao Qingyuan and Fan Puchang, and Mu Yingbao sat between Tao Qingyuan and Xue Wenyu.

The father and son of the Fan family were shocked after taking just one bite of the dish. They couldn't believe that the wife of the prince was such a good cook.

In fact, before coming here, when the family sat together to discuss, they all had concerns.

Over the years, they didn't know the child was still alive, and they didn't take care of him. They didn't know if the child would know what the prince's attitude would be. Now, the father and son know that the child is very happy about their arrival, and the prince and his wife are not opposed to it, otherwise why would they cook and entertain him in person. Moreover, looking at their attitude towards the child, they are really kind. Since the father and son of the Fan family came here, they found that there were not many people serving Brother Hui, and they didn't feel sorry for Brother Hui. The father and son are both clear-eyed and bright-hearted people who can judge what is really good.

"Grandpa, why are you crying again?" Brother Hui suddenly saw his grandfather wiping his eyes with his sleeves.

"It's okay, it's okay. Grandfather is just happy. He feels very lucky to know that you are still alive. I didn't expect that the prince and his wife would teach you so well and treat you as their own child. Junjie, you are not pitiful, you are the luckiest person in the world.

No matter how your identity changes in the future, you must never forget your roots. "Fan Pu often speaks from the bottom of his heart.

Brother Hui nodded seriously. "Don't worry, Grandfather. Your grandson knows all these things. I have told my mother about my grandmother. She said that the situation here is relatively stable, so we can bring my grandmother here for treatment.

My mother is as good at medicine as she is at cooking, she will definitely be able to cure my grandmother."

When Fan Puchang heard this, he stood up excitedly and bowed to Mu Yingbao, "In this case, I will trouble you, Madam."

Seeing him like this, Mu Yingbao had no choice but to stand up quickly. "Don't be so polite. We are family after all. It's only natural."

She thought that the meal would continue to be so polite, which was not bad. Afterwards, the father and son of the Fan family naturally relaxed a lot.

It can be seen that Brother Hui is very happy. He is the most active person during the meal, pouring wine for this person and that person.

Give it to the guy who's pouring the wine.

Mu Yingbao has always been paying attention to the father and son of the Fan family. She feels that they are quite good. They are great scholars but not pedantic or rigid! Otherwise, she would really worry about how they would get along with each other in the future.

The meal was very pleasant, and neither the host nor the guests drank too much.

After putting down their chopsticks, they all went to the study to discuss things. Yadan and Shitou rushed to clean the table and didn't let Mu Yingbao touch it.

Mu Yingbao calculated the days and found out that her period would come in a few days, so she prepared some nourishing herbal food for herself.

In the afternoon, Brother Hui sent the Fan family father and son back to the house to rest.

When I returned, I saw my father sniffing in the yard. When he saw Brother Hui coming, he

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