The reborn son cursed his mother, bah, she heard it all

A joy that shouldn't be there at this moment arises in my heart.

"Ying'er, just stay here. I will bring Jiang Yuanlang out safely!" After making such a boast, the man took the wet handkerchief without hesitation, covered his face with it, turned around, raised his foot, and kicked the tightly closed kitchen door open.

Thick smoke billowed and swept in, and the people standing at the door could hardly open their eyes.

Yan Zhuo waved his hands a few times and was about to go in when a figure appeared in the house dragging an unknown heavy object and moving out little by little.

He moved while shouting, "Someone, come quickly, help me!"

"What's going on?" Yan Zhuo stepped forward and discovered that the person he was dragging was a rather plump woman.

She has an apron tied around her waist, so she must be the cook.

Jiang Yuanlang dragged the man out and threw him in the corridor. He was completely exhausted and had no strength left.

Leaning against the wall, panting like a cow.

Yan Zhuo was so choked by the smoke that tears were about to come out. He immediately covered his mouth with the wet handkerchief and waved his hand to ask Jiang Yuanlang, "What happened in there? Is there anyone else?"

"No more, no more..." Jiang Yuanlang panted, kicking the cook who fell to the side.

Seeing that her chest was still rising and falling, I knew she was still alive, and I breathed a sigh of relief.

At least you’re not dead, at least you’re not dead!

Jiang Ying had just been asked by Yan Zhuo to leave the corridor. At this moment, he ran forward from the yard and just happened to see Jiang Yuanlang kicking someone. He rolled his eyes at him.

He squatted down and checked the condition of the unconscious cook.

It's okay, it's just a brief carbon monoxide poisoning shock.

So he took out a detoxification pill from the space and gave it to her, then looked at Jiang Yuanlang again. Men are always physically stronger. Except for his face being blackened by charcoal and even his neck and collar being covered with black powder, there were no other major problems.

To be on the safe side, Jiang Ying gave him a detoxification pill as well.

At this time, Yan Zhuo had already rushed into the house in the thick smoke to check it out, then retreated to the door and shook his head, "It's just that the charcoal was burned too much, and I don't know how a sheep was also set on fire, which is why there is so much smoke!"

He took out some unknown flare he had with him, pointed it toward the sky, and it exploded with a bang. Qi Ren came back shortly afterwards.

"My Lord, what's the emergency?"

"There seems to be a fire in the house. Take someone in to deal with it."

"I obey my orders!"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Yuanlang wished he could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.

What fire? He was greedy for the roast lamb his sister had made last time, and ended up messing around with it, and ended up making it like this.

The cook was almost driven crazy by him!

The three of them didn't go anywhere. They waited for Qi Ren to deal with the matter and kept an eye on the cook.

Fortunately, nothing happened, but the kitchen seemed to be even more messy.

Jiang Ying shook his head helplessly, "Third brother, I just heard from the foreman that the construction period is too tight, so I'm afraid we won't be able to have the warm-up banquet tomorrow night. Plus, the kitchen you built... Never mind, let's wait until I get off work in the palace in ten days to have the banquet!"

Jiang Ying had already informed Mu Zijin and Lu Yanran, so of course he didn't want to go back on his word.

But the reality is this, and she has no choice.

But as soon as she finished speaking, Yan Zhuo pursed his lips and said, "No need."

Jiang Ying, "Hmm? What does the prince want to say?"

Yan Zhuo's eyes were deep and serious, "Ying'er, let me ask you first, do you really like this house?"

Feiyu House.

The name is good, but it is not as good as his Yuhui Cottage. Although it is a little bit remote, it is quiet and has beautiful scenery.

What Yan Zhuo didn't know was that Jiang Ying was born in the countryside in his previous life. He had rarely seen big villas, retro gardens and the like, but he had plenty of green mountains and clear waters.

Three words: vulgar.

So of course she preferred Feiyu Mansion, which was located in the downtown area but large enough and elegant enough.

"Yes, I like it." Jiang Ying admitted it frankly without any pretense, "Having a house means having a home, and having a home means stability. There should be few women who don't like stability, right?"

This one sentence almost made Yan Zhuo listen in trance.

He seemed to understand for the first time that Jiang Ying also had needs, and they were such simple needs.

Without saying anything, he stepped forward and made the decision, "Okay, the time for the house-warming banquet tomorrow night remains unchanged. You should prepare, and I will leave the rest to you."

It's hard for him to do other things for her, but can't he do such a small thing as this?

Before leaving, Jiang Ying stood on the steps, admiring his messy little home with a slight smile.

Yan Zhuo felt bad.

If he knew that her heart was so simple, he would have already...

"Your Highness, thank you for today. Tomorrow night, before we start eating, Jiang Ying will personally fill three cups to show his gratitude."

Yan Zhuo was flattered, "No need..."

The next day, night fell.

Yan Zhuo did as he said and booked the entire construction pavilion. Dozens or even hundreds of people were busy together, and finally the house-warming party was held as scheduled.

Jiang Ying also did what he said and poured the wine himself, with six small wine glasses lined up in a row.

Jiang Ying was unusually generous and magnanimous, and seemed to have no grudges against Yan Zhuo. "Your Highness, please. This is the good wine I brought. I'll drink three cups first as a sign of respect. Your Highness, please feel free to drink as you please."

As for Moutai, it must be a good wine.

But Jiang Ying had put something in it, and she was planning to trick Yan Zhuo into saying something!