The Duke's Daughter is Reborn

After carefully appreciating the painting, the Duke of England carefully put it away. He had always been very strong-handed, so he must not destroy this masterpiece.

Watching the Duke of England's cautious movements, Yang Qi finally understood why the Duke of England's wife could still have such clear and clean eyes at this age.

It's nothing more than being loved by my husband and living a comfortable and smooth life.

With the experience from her previous life, Yang Qi was able to fully understand how important the respect and love of her husband are to a woman.

In his previous life, Han Renyuan created a beautiful illusion for himself under the attention of all the girls in the capital, but how could the illusion come true?

The day of their marriage was the first crack in this beautiful illusion. The more beautiful the lie was, the more severe the backlash Yang Qi suffered.

Five years after marriage, Yang Qi, who had never given birth to a child, looked much older than Yang Lan, who was one year older than her.

"Yang Qi, are you hungry now? The road from the capital to Xihu is not peaceful. I'm afraid you've suffered a lot along the way. Eat some fruits quickly. These fruits are my favorite flavors. You should try some too." Lady Yingguo Gong placed two plates of cakes in front of Yang Qi, and then pushed General Huo, the Yingguo Gong: "I'll go eat soon. You're still wearing your armor."

It was dirty and heavy, and he had dragged it on for so long without even thinking about changing it. The Duke of England's wife was a little angry when she thought about it, and glared at the Duke of England with some anger.

Feeling that his wife was a little angry, General Huo, the Duke of England, looked at his body and said with some joy: "I will change it now."

The words of the Duchess of England brought Yang Qi back to reality.

Then he touched his stomach and found that he was indeed a little hungry. When he was washing up in Zhuliyuan, the housekeeper was very considerate and asked someone to send some food over, but Yang Qi was in a hurry to get to the main house, so he just ate a few bites and came over.

Without paying any attention to the Duke of England and his wife who went into the inner room, Yang Qi took a piece of cake and put it into his mouth in small bites.

Hmm? Why does this pastry taste familiar?

With doubts, Yang Qi looked at the pastry in his hand, and an idea suddenly came to his mind. Isn't this the pastry that he had eaten at the Queen's place?

The only difference is that the pastries made by the Queen are crisper and softer, while the pastries in the Duchess of England's room contain more milk and are full of milk flavor.

She was hungry, the snacks were delicious, and Yang Qi was also in a relaxed mood. She couldn't help herself and finished half the plate of snacks in less than a quarter of an hour.

The pastries were a bit dry after eating too much, so Yang Qi took a sip of tea to smooth over the taste. Then he realized that he had eaten almost half of the pastries on the plate.

It was really impolite to dine in someone else's home, so Yang Qi put down the teacup, pursed her lips, and waited obediently at her seat for the Duke of England and his wife to come back.

Huo Yun, who had always treated him as air, suddenly asked: "Are you full?"

On the way, seeing Yang Qi chewing steamed buns and naan, Huo Yun originally thought that this was someone trained by His Highness, how could she be a young lady trained by aristocratic families. But now, Huo Yun can see the efforts of these foster maids.

A trace of confusion flashed across Yang Qi's eyes. How come this person suddenly knew how to talk, and his words were so unpleasant!

However, when you are under someone's roof, you have to bow your head. Yang Qi still answered honestly: "It's time for dinner soon. It's not good to eat too much."

A sneer filled the air: "You have quite a big appetite."

Turning his head, Yang Qi glared at Huo Yun, who was drinking tea leisurely beside him. He was really good at pretending, as if the sarcastic words and sneer just now did not come from his mouth.

Even if I have a big appetite, it’s none of your business. I’ll eat your food!

Well, Yang Qi suddenly realized that it seemed that he was really eating at his house now. Thinking of this, Yang Qi couldn't help but touch his nose, moved his eyes away, and didn't respond, continuing to wait obediently for the meal to start.

Today, the Duchess of England is wearing a purple dress. To match it, the Duke of England specially selected a dark purple gown. It is obvious that they were made together and he quite likes it.

Seeing Yang Qi sitting upright, Lady England asked, "But this dessert is not to your liking?"

Yang Qi stared at the Duchess of England with her eyes wide open: "Madam, you are wrong. I like these cakes very much. They are very delicious and have a strong milky flavor. If I hadn't thought about having dinner later, I think this whole plate of cakes would have gone into my stomach."

Curling her lips, the Duchess of England said with a smile, "As long as you like it."

The Duke of England took two pieces of cake and swallowed them. "Madam made them. They are very delicious."

Seeing that the Duke of England was in a hurry to eat, the Duke of England's wife poured a cup of tea and placed it in front of the Duke of England: "Dinner will be served soon, so you should eat less."

After replying with two “hmm” sounds, the British prince took another piece of cake and said, “This taste can only be tasted at home.”

As a general who spent all year in the military camp, the Duke of Ying did not give himself any special treatment. He basically ate what the soldiers ate.

Not to mention Huo Yun, who was on the front line. Sometimes, in order to wait for a good opportunity, he often had to stay in the grass with the soldiers, not moving at all, let alone eat.

Even when preparing for war, the food in the barracks was sufficient to fill the stomach, but it was far from delicious.

Huo Yun also interjected at the right time: "Dad is right, the cakes outside don't taste as good as Mom's."

The Duke of England was very happy with the two men, with a smile in her eyes: "You have been eating it for so many years, but you are not tired of it. Yang Qi, I made this pastry early in the morning. Take a look, is it very different from the taste in Beijing?"

Yang Qi took a piece of cake from the plate and said, "Madam, your cakes are really delicious. Strangely enough, Yang Qi was lucky enough to be with the Queen before, and your cooking skills are somewhat similar to the Queen's."

The Duke of England's eyes were filled with amusement: "How can it be similar? I got this recipe from the Queen. The Queen knows my taste and made some changes to the original recipe."

Yang Qi looked as if he had suddenly realized something: "So that's why. No wonder Yang Qi felt that the taste was so similar when he took the first bite." The Duke of England is the Queen's brother, and the Duke of England's wife is the Queen's "sister-in-law", so the relationship between the two is really good.

The Lady of the Duke of England looked at Yang Qi with a smile in her eyes: "At your young age, you are able to eat cakes made by the current Queen herself. This is really good luck."

When the Queen was mentioned, the Duchess of England immediately became interested, but when she thought of His Majesty, a layer of worry appeared in her eyes.

Over the years, the hearts of the Queen and His Majesty have become increasingly distant, and there is also a Concubine Nian who is causing trouble and is only hoping that the world will be in chaos.

Unlike herself, the Queen not only did not have the love of her husband, but was only endlessly calculating and framing. Over the years, the Queen's temper became increasingly cold, and only when His Highness or the Princess was around could she recover a little.

I don't know when Yang Qi had seen the Empress. Eh, unfortunately, Xihu is too far from the capital. Recently, the "bandits" have been controlling the vicinity of Xihu, and communication in and out is much more difficult than before.

The apparent reason why Yang Qi was able to enter the palace was not a secret in the capital, after all, he was the one who saved the princess on the street.

However, Xihu is far away, and my matter is not a big deal. It is not surprising that the Lady of the Duke of England does not know about this.

However, now that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince has asked Yang Qi to escort extremely important items to Xihu, everyone in the room has long been aware of the relationship between Yang Qi and His Royal Highness.