The black-bellied prince: the little princess of the chef

Chapter 868
"woke up?"

Ye Qing pressed his painful head and opened his eyes, then heard a familiar voice in the room, suddenly felt something strange, turned his eyes and scanned the room, it wasn't the bedroom she was familiar with, if it wasn't for her What I heard just now was Feng Jingyu's voice, I'm afraid she is going to cry out in surprise now.

I still vaguely remember some episodes in my head, probably she secretly drank a few cups of sweet-scented osmanthus stuffed with Feng Jingyu and others behind her back, and then was persuaded by Yi Jian to drink a cup, and then she didn't remember much about it, as for here Where it is, she probably guessed.

"Why am I here?" I vaguely remembered that the female pig's feet in those TV dramas would ask the male pig's feet this question after waking up drunk, so she followed suit and asked.

Feng Jingyu put down the bag in his hand, picked up the teapot on the table and poured a glass of water, then sat down beside the bed, handed the teacup to her, and said with a smile: "Little drunkard can't remember what happened yesterday, how about I Help you recall memories?"

He hesitated to accept the teacup he handed over, and told her instinctively that it's better not to recall, looking at his half-smile face, Ye Qing felt that there must be nothing good!
"It's better not to mention the past, I'm hungry." Putting the teacup into his hand, Ye Qing lifted the quilt and was about to get up, but found that he had already changed his clothes, but there were only a few wrinkles after sleeping all night.

Even thinking about it with her toes, she knew who changed it for herself. Anyway, she was used to it, so there was nothing to be surprised about these things.

"Wash your face and tidy yourself up, I'll get it for you." Putting his arms around her waist and kissing her on the lips, Feng Jingyu walked out of the house with a smile on his face.

Stretching out his hand to caress his lips, Ye Qing couldn't help laughing silently, she must have a lot of face to make the current Seventh Prince personally help her get food, if his fans find out, wouldn't she want to kill her? To give a random beating, to be beaten to death?
When she was almost done tidying up, Feng Jingyu went back with a tray, beckoning her to come over quickly, looking at the porridge and side dishes on the table, Ye Qing couldn't help asking: "Where is the accountant of the Seventh Prince's Mansion?" Out of money?"

"Why do you ask that?" Regarding her question, Feng Jingyu was a little puzzled, how could he say such a sentence without a reason.

“Otherwise, how can you eat so lightly”

Seeing her staring at him with big watery eyes, and then saying these words, Feng Jingyu's face turned black instantly, what was going on in this girl's head, it seemed that he had to find a chance Talk to her well!

"The question of whether you are poor or poor, we will discuss it later, and you are a drunk person, you should drink some gruel!" You are clearly a drunk person, and you want to eat other things, I really feel that I am pretty good of it!
Seeing him deliberately avoiding this question, Ye Qing nodded thoughtfully, thinking secretly, could it be that he is really poor?
But yesterday it was said that 'Tianxiangju' is under his name, the daily income there is estimated to be quite high, how could he, the big boss behind the scenes, be poor, he must be pretending to himself again!
From the beginning to the end, Feng Jingyu never said that she said that she was poor, it was all her own imagination there, but it was still Feng Jingyu's fault. Sure enough, a woman's mind cannot be guessed!

After drinking the porridge, Ye Qing started to wander around the house, which made Feng Jingyu laugh a lot: "Qingqing wants to get acquainted with my room, so she will come here often in the future, right?"

Seeing her serious face, Feng Jingyu couldn't help thinking how wonderful it would be if she could live in his house.But now is not the time, he is not enough to give her a safe enough environment.

"Fuck you, you haven't been in good shape all day, and you're not afraid of being laughed at by the people in the house!" Ye Qing rolled his eyes at him hard, and Ye Qing replied with a bit of gritted teeth.

I really don't know why when facing her, this man is no different from those local hooligans outside. He doesn't have the temperament that a prince should have!
I thought so, but I was happy in my heart. I didn't expect to appear in his 'boudoir' in this way. I'm really curious!
However, Ye Qing suddenly remembered one thing, "I haven't returned all night, my parents must be worried to death!"

"When you think about it, I'm afraid that Uncle and Aunt Ye will turn the capital upside down." Seeing that she finally remembered this, Feng Jingyu teased her softly, but in the blink of an eye he said: "Last night I I have already sent Hongming to explain to Uncle Ye, you can put your heart back in your stomach!"

"You're still the most thoughtful."

The man who got the praise looked so happy, just like winning the lottery, Ye Qing couldn't help but laugh.

When she entered the mansion, she was carried in by Feng Jingyu. Naturally, she didn't see the envious eyes of those maids, but when she was walking out at this moment, she was very uncomfortable with receiving the eyes from all directions. .

"Miss Ye, master told me to take you back."

As soon as I walked into the courtyard, I saw a slightly familiar person—the housekeeper, Uncle Yu. Naturally, she was very happy to see a familiar person in a strange place, and hurriedly nodded in response, "Then I will have to thank you, Uncle Yu." !"

"No trouble, no trouble, I happen to have something to thank the girl, so let's talk while walking!"

I was a little puzzled in my heart. Uncle Yu needed to 'thank' her for any problems. She didn't seem to see him a few times in total, and she didn't do anything to help him.

"A few days ago, thanks to Ms. Ye's suggestion, the kitchen steward could find out the source of the ingredients. If it weren't for the girl's carefulness, we would not have noticed these problems!"

Speaking of these things, the kitchen managers should be held accountable, but the long-term source of ingredients has drawbacks. If Ye Qing hadn't found out and reminded them, they would not have known about it. They are really negligent!
Ye Qing also remembered what happened that day when he heard the words, he didn't expect that they had already verified it clearly, so he couldn't help being a little surprised and said: "It's not a big deal, as long as the verification is clear."

"The girl is right."

Just because of this matter alone, he admired Ye Qing even more. Feng Jingyu didn't need concubines to win over the court ministers for him, let alone concubines with vases. What he needed was Ye Qing's virtue. A girl with both talent and talent is the best when she is bold and careful.

In short, the more Uncle Yu looked at her, the more joyful he became, his gaze was like looking at his daughter again, Ye Qing felt a little uncomfortable, so he could only nod resentfully.

When I got home, I couldn't help being given a thought lesson by Ye Pingrong and others. It was nothing more than that girls should pay attention to influence and so on, don't act like a boy all day long, don't care!
After finally escaping from the encirclement and questioning of the crowd, Ye Qing got into the kitchen and seriously studied the dishes.

(End of this chapter)