Dodder Pampering Handbook

While having breakfast, someone suddenly came to report from outside the door. The princess thought about her son, so she specially ordered someone to deliver the cakes she made herself.

Xiaohuan stopped him from the door, "Just give me the pastry."

"This is not allowed, Miss Xiaohuan, the princess asked the slave to give it to the prince herself. The princess made it by herself early in the morning." Stop evil spirits.Everyone in the mansion said that the son was doing something so that Xiaohuan would suppress those envoys and dare not approach him.

"Bring it to you. Don't you look at how dirty you are when you run around outside every day. The son is the most filthy person. What if you make him sick?" Xiaohuan snatched him The food box in his hand looked extremely rude.

She entered the house with the food box, and asked Laifu to close the door to see off the guests.

Laifu is 50 years old and is one of the only servants in Su Yi'an's yard.He has always liked peace and quiet, and he didn't like the intrigue of his servants, so he dismissed all the servants under the pretext of resting his body.

Besides Xiaohuan and Laifu, there is also an old doctor who lives next door to take care of him.

Su Yi'an heard it clearly on the second floor, and slowly tore the pancakes into strands, and put them into the beef soup carefully cooked by Xiaohuan.

Although he doesn't like to eat meat and fish early in the morning, but he can't resist Xiaohuan's coercion and temptation, as time passes, he really feels that his body is much stronger.

Just never said it to the people in the front yard.

After eating half of the cake, Su Yi'an wiped the corners of his mouth with the handkerchief on the table, walked to the window, and saw the scene where Xiaohuan snatched the food box and threw the princess' servant to the ground.

A slight smile could not help but come from the corner of his mouth, he has always doted on Xiaohuan very much, for nothing else, this girl saved his life more than once.

The concubine had poisoned him once, and he almost died that time. Fortunately, Xiaohuan found out in time and used the folk method to induce vomiting.Although the method is really disgusting, it does work.

At that time, he stayed in bed for two months before returning from the gate of hell.It was also during those two months that Xiaohuan's cooking skills improved by leaps and bounds. From then on, Xiaohuan made everything that came into his mouth by himself.

Another time, he was admiring lotuses by the pond in the garden, when suddenly someone pushed him into the water from behind.Xiaohuan was making dinner at that time, when he heard the sound, he rushed out and fished him out of the water in time.

At that time Su Yi'an was frightened and had a sudden heart attack, and it was Xiaohuan who carried him on his back and sent him to the old doctor in time.

Such trivial things happened time and time again, he was huddled in his own yard, the door was not out, the second door was not open, and there were still people who wanted to harm him.

What thought of him, specially came to deliver food.I'm afraid it's an excuse, so that the servants can see if he was killed by the assassin, right?

Su Yi'an sighed leisurely, with complicated thoughts.If possible, he would rather live in an ordinary family and not be a prince, and maybe he will get some compassion from his relatives.

He watched the boy flee the yard as if he had seen a ghost, and the sound of footsteps going up the stairs came from behind him.

Su Yi'an returned to the inner room, and there was a yellowed gardenia flower in the exquisite jade vase on the desk.He picked up his robe, sat on the soft couch, and continued to flip through the book he hadn't finished yesterday.

The osmanthus tree outside the window was swaying with the wind, Xiaohuan held the screen and poked her head in: "My lord, I gave the pastry from the princess to Aunt Li to feed the pigs?"

Aunt Li is a widow who sells vegetables for a living, and Xiaohuan does the shopping all day long, so she has already become acquainted with her.

Su Yi'an held back for a long time, but still couldn't hold back: "Xiaohuan, this is not poisonous."

No matter how stupid the princess was, she would not be so stupid as to blatantly poison him.She is used to pretending to be virtuous to the outside world, even if she really wants her son to be the heir, she still has to say some high-sounding words, because he is weak and can't get fame in the exams, and it would be nice to have a hereditary throne.

Who wouldn't praise her for her quality and heart?Even his father, who was born as a general, respected and loved her very much.

Xiaohuan didn't care at all: "I'm afraid to feed Aunt Li's children, what should I do if something happens after eating? Son, you continue to read, I'll be back as soon as I go!"

Su Yi'an raised his thin hand, "Hey..." and Xiaohuan ran downstairs.

Forget it, feed the pigs and feed the pigs.

Su Yi'an turned around and was about to continue reading when he was taken aback by the person leaning against the table. He pressed his heart habitually, but found that his heartbeat seemed to be quite stable.

Zhong Ting was dressed in black tight-fitting clothes, sitting there with a strong side waist, and he flipped through the books he wanted to read very familiarly, and said hello to him: "What do you usually read?"

This apprentice!

Su Yi'an's face flushed red, and he stuttered a little: "You, why are you here again?"

"Didn't I tell you that I'm a killer?" Zhong Teng smiled, brushed aside the hair on his forehead, and immediately moved his nose slightly, smelling a strong fragrance, "What did you eat?"

Before Su Yi'an could answer, he touched the side of the screen, and there was half a bowl of beef soup on the table, with the pancakes he tore just now, still warm.

Xu Shi was in a hurry to deliver the cakes, but forgot to accept them.

Just as Su Yi'an was about to explain a few words, Zhong Cheng had already picked up the bowl and finished the remaining soup and pancakes in it.

Three or five?It's just poured in!After eating, he innocently held the bowl and asked him, "Is there any more? I've been busy all night and I'm so hungry."

"You... If you want to eat, you can serve it yourself. This is what I ate!" Su Yi'an was almost moved to tears, how could there be such an impolite person!

"Then I'll fill it myself?" Zhong Cheng swaggered downstairs, Lai Fu was dusting the vase with a feather duster, looking at Zhong Cheng in surprise.

Zhong Ting greeted him: "Morning!" As he said that, he walked towards the kitchen, took two large sheets of pancakes, and filled a bowl full of broth.

Su Yi'an was still looking at the stairs, and when he came up, he heard another voice behind him.

Zhong Teng jumped in from the window.The soup was almost as high as the mouth of the bowl, not a single drop was spilled.

He smiled at Su Yi'an embarrassedly, and sat at the table to eat and drink.

How can there be a killer like this?

Su Yi'an even felt that he was a rascal!Scoundrel!lecher!rogue!

He sat opposite Zhong Cheng and looked at him with resentment, all worries were gone, as expected, when people are angry, they will forget their troubles.

Zhong Cheng ate a piece of pancake in a flustered manner, and asked him, "Does your son know what I did last night?"

"You are a killer, can you do anything good?"

"The son is really smart, I just went to do good deeds!"

"What good thing?" Su Yi'an hesitated.

"I just came to Runan a few days ago. As soon as I entered the city, I met a father and son on the street. The older one came to the city early in the morning with a charcoal fire to sell cakes in the city, and it took more than ten miles to walk. As for his son, in this city, when the old man was selling cakes, he came, not to help, but to ask for money."

"It turned out that he fell in love with the gambling house. The old man originally had ten acres of fertile land, but he lost all of it. He had to sell cakes at such an old age, and his son asked for money. If he couldn't get the money, he was beaten for nothing."

"Everyone saw my son beating my father, do you think this can be tolerated? The more I thought about it, the more angry I became, and finally I couldn't help it last night."

Su Yi'an blinked, clenched his fists, his cheeks were puffed up, his eyes sparkled and he said: "You gave that gambler's son a hard lesson?"

Sure enough, it is every man's dream to be a hero.

Zhong Teng thought it was a little funny, took another bite of the pancake, and said, "No. I beat that old man up."

"Crack!" Su Yi'an slapped the table. The table stood still. Instead, he covered his hands with tears streaming from the corners of his eyes, "You... you didn't beat your unfilial son, but your poor father, you... you too Badass!"

He said "you" for a long time, Zhong Teng thought that he would swear something earth-shattering, but he didn't expect a "bad guy" to pop out suddenly.

His stomach hurts from laughing so much, as expected, nerds are easy to bully.

He reached out to pinch Su Yi'an's cheek, and said confidently, "It's the father's fault if the son doesn't teach. With such a son, he should have beaten him so hard that he dared not gamble. He would chop off a finger once he gambled. If you want to gamble, keep chopping until he can no longer gamble."

"Even if his son becomes crippled, ten acres of fertile land is enough for him to raise his son. Why would he fall into this situation? Tell me, should he be beaten or not?" Not only did Cheng feel no discomfort, but a cruel expression appeared on his face, and his eyes became indifferent.

Su Yi'an let him pinch her cheek in a daze, without reacting for a long time.

"Your loyal girl is coming back." Zhong Teng let go of him, drank the remaining broth three or five times, and had half a pancake left in his hand. He ran to the window and was about to jump before saying to him: "I Let's go first, and I will come to you later."

He turned into that unruly look again, as if the cruel bloodthirsty just now was just Su Yi'an's eyes.

After everyone had disappeared, Su Yi'an was still sitting at the table, and it took him a while to say hello.

It wasn't surprising at all, he didn't hate this person at all, and even when he heard that he would come again, he couldn't restrain his joy from the bottom of his heart.

He touched his cheek, where the touch of his fingertips still remained.Zhong Teng's index finger was callused, but not rough.

"What fallacies are you talking about? You really are a villain." Su Yi'an said to himself.

Xiaohuan walked in with a tray and asked in confusion, "What are you talking about? Who is the villain?"

Immediately, she saw the clean and empty bowl on the table, and jumped up all of a sudden, "Good! Every time the prince eats so little, he puts it aside, and I think the same is true for the old dog at home, but as long as he doesn't Put away the bowl, it will continue to eat after a while. The prince really finished eating!"

Su Yi'an: "..." He didn't know whether to be happy or angry, and he couldn't explain it. Was it really a rascal who ate it?

He covered his lips lightly, showing a smile, "Next time, collect it early, if I want to eat, I want to eat something hot."

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