Ning Chen loves his wife

Chapter 1110

Knowing that Si Kou Yubing was not dead, Zhuo Nan didn't want to ask more, for fear of arousing Jing Rong's suspicion and causing unnecessary misunderstanding. "It's okay, you can go to work." He waved his hand to signal the butler Qing to step back.

Silently watching Qing Shang busy making tea.

When Lan Qi heard that Si Kou Yubing had returned to Zhou State, she finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Nanny Qian and Liandong left and returned.

Liandong took out her small clothes and sat in the corner to continue her needlework.

Zhuo Nan glanced at Liandong, looked away at Nanny Qian and asked, "How was your visit to Situ's Mansion yesterday?" Yesterday he was so busy with Jing Rong that he forgot to ask.With Jing Rong around, Qian Momo and the others dared not get close at all.

Qian Momo hesitated for a moment, with a complicated expression on her face.

Zhuo Nan raised his eyebrows and waited patiently.

Qian Momo thought for a while before saying: "Madam, this old servant offered three sticks of incense for the general's wife on your behalf, but the whole Situ Mansion is not sad at all when the general's wife passed away. I heard that the female general has been busy recruiting to take care of the newborn My little son, all the funeral matters will be taken care of by the housekeeper alone, and there are very few people who come to pay homage." Taking a peek at Zhuo Nan, seeing that her face was as usual without any sadness, as if she had expected it, she immediately I understand that Zhuo Qing's death may have hidden secrets!

"En." Zhuo Nan responded lightly to express his understanding.

The funeral was just a perfunctory show for the uninformed, so there was no need for Situ Yanyu to act in front of an empty coffin.

Seeing that Zhuo Nan's reaction was so flat, Qian Momo immediately became more certain of her guess.Thinking of something, he reminded: "Ma'am, shouldn't the bed in the study be taken away?" My uncle has already gone back to sleep in the room, which heralds the end of the cold war on room allocation, and the bed in the study should naturally be removed.

Zhuo Nan glanced at Madam Qian and refused, "No need, since it's been placed, let it continue to be placed there. Sometimes he is tired from handling official duties in the study, so he can lie down and rest for a while."

Qian Momo: "...Yes." What Madam said made sense, but she always felt that something was weird? !
When mentioning the bed in the study, Zhuo Nan suddenly remembered that it was Qing Jiu's bed, and the fox's cleanliness would definitely not like it, so he told Madam Qian: "You order someone to change that bed in the study."

Qian Momo: "..." I was a little confused.It was said just now that the bed does not need to be removed, so why should it be replaced?

Zhuo Nan made an excuse and explained: "That bed is too narrow, and it's uncomfortable for people to lie on it. Find someone to change to a bigger and better one, so that I can sleep in the study and read at any time in the future."

Qian Momo: "...Yes." It turns out that Madam wants to enjoy it herself.She thought that after Jing Rong left the study, she would ask someone to change the bed.

For three consecutive days, Jing Rong stayed with Zhuo Nan at home every day, and the two stayed in the study almost all day, never leaving each other.

Liandong is very happy that Jing Rong and Zhuo Nan can reconcile as before.

Qian Momo is also very happy that the relationship between the husband and wife has become stronger after this cold war, but for some reason, seeing them inseparable always feels a little uneasy in her heart!Several times she seemed to hear Jing Rong coughing.

Taking advantage of Zhuo Nan getting up late again and being alone alone, he reminded him and asked: "Madam, is my uncle sick? I see that his complexion is not very good these days."

"Is he sick?" Zhuo Nan asked Mother Qian as if he didn't know anything.

Qian Momo frowned and said hesitantly: "Occasionally, this old servant heard uncle cough once or twice."

Zhuo Nan said indifferently: "Oh, you must have heard it wrong. I have known him so far, but I have never seen him get sick."

Qian Momo: "...Maybe the old servant got it wrong." There is no one who does not get sick!

Zhuo Nan glanced at her and said: "I'm hungry, you go to the kitchen to see if the white fungus soup is ready."

"Yes." Qian Momo turned around and retreated to the kitchen.

As soon as she stepped into the kitchen, she saw Po Meng sitting on a small stool guarding a purple clay pot burning on the stove, guessing it was the white fungus soup that Zhuo Nan wanted.

There are other servants busy in the kitchen, chopping vegetables, washing vegetables, but no one is in charge...

As soon as Nanny Qian came in, she immediately attracted everyone's attention.

Sitting on the small bench, Po Meng looked up at her, and before she could ask, she replied, "The white fungus porridge will be stewed in a while."

Qian Momo was stunned for a moment, and approached with a smile on her face, "Old Sister, I'll keep the white fungus soup for you, you go to cook." In the entire kitchen, no one dares to take the spoon when Granny Meng is around!Her culinary skills make all those who cook feel ashamed!

Looking at Granny Meng carefully, she is white and fat and very fair, and her hands are also surprisingly white!You can't see a person with unique skills at all!Ordinary is like Aunt Wang next door!

Granny Meng stared at the fire and refused, "No need."

Qian Momo was directly rejected by her, and her expression was a little stiff.

Granny Meng looked up at her suddenly and said, "The food used by Madam only passes through my hands, and it leaves the kitchen for you to take care of."

Qian Momo suddenly understood the deep meaning of her words, fearing that someone would tamper with Zhuo Nan's food, the annoyance in her heart dissipated in an instant.I sigh in my heart that this is a good servant who is sincere to the Lord, unlike some servants who are double-faced.

After Qian Momo waited for a while, the white fungus soup was ready.

Seeing that Granny Meng actually put two bowls of white fungus soup into the food box, she asked in surprise, "Madam always only eats one bowl, this other...is for the master?" The lake is like a small stone being dropped by someone, and the suspicion is expanding with the ripples of the water.

She has never seen Jing Rong use any snacks and soups, and has never only had three meals and tea.

How can I even eat tremella soup? !
Qian Momo returned to Jinmoju full of suspicion, stepped into the house and did not see Zhuo Nan, and before she could ask Lonicera who was embroidering beside her.

Lan Qi took the initiative to inform: "Madam went to the study."

Qian Momo nodded to express her gratitude, then turned around and carried the food box to the study.

Passed the guard and knocked on the door of the study.

"Come in." Zhuo Nan's voice sounded from inside the door.

Qian Nanny pushed open the door of the study and walked in.

At a glance, I saw Jing Rong sitting behind the desk as if dealing with official documents.

Zhuo Nan was covered with a quilt and was sitting on the head of the bed, reading a book.

Put the food box on the table next to Zhuo Nan's bed, took out two bowls of white fungus soup, then walked out with the empty food box, and closed the door of the study.

Zhuo Nan immediately put down the book in his hand, picked up the tremella soup and ate it.

Po Meng stewed for a long time, the white fungus soup melted, thick sticky mouth.

She took a few glances at Jing Rong while eating, not understanding that he would not even take a bite of such a delicious food.

She was already full after one bowl, but remembering the trick Jing Rong told her, she picked up another bowl and ate it.

Jing Rong put down the official document in her hand and came over, sat on the bed and frowned, "There's no need to wrong yourself." According to her appetite, one bowl is enough, and eating too much delicious food will only make her feel disgusted.

(End of this chapter)