pretty little cook

Chapter 232 Entering the Capital ([-])

She just left home today and needs someone to talk to her more, and chatting is not his forte, so he arranged for the second driver who usually talks the most, because he knew that she would definitely sit on the shaft of his car. In addition to the large box on the shaft of the carriage, the luggage of the guards was also tied, so she could only sit on his shaft.

Mi Xiaowan, who was sitting outside chatting with Hou Er, only felt the warmth of her back. When facing the biting cold wind, the warmth from her back made Mi Xiaowan feel much more comfortable. Very talkative, interesting stories about Jingli, rumors of the ladies, and the situation in Jingli became more interesting in Hou Er's mouth. The funny Mi Xiaowan burst into laughter from time to time, making the whole team laugh. They are much more lively.

But Yong En who was sitting inside was tickled by the bursts of laughter, wouldn't it be a mistake to put Hou Er outside by himself?Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore, and said coldly. "Mi Xiaowan, come in!"

When Mi Xiaowan outside was chatting happily, she heard Yong En's voice. In an instant, she felt that the air froze. Could it be that her laughter disturbed him?

Hou Er also swallowed a mouthful of saliva, Grandpa's voice sounded so cold, compared with Grandpa's voice, the cold wind was nothing, but did he do anything to make Grandpa unhappy?

Mi Xiaowan glanced at Hou Er, both of them looked confused, helpless, after tidying up their clothes, Mi Xiaowan bit the bullet and got into the carriage.

It was the same carriage that Mi Xiaowan sat in last time. The difference was that this time the carriage was covered with a thick blanket and a tiger skin was added. Not only was it soft and warm to sit on, but also, Mi Xiaowan Wan was surprised to find that his back was warm just now because the stove was placed behind him, but could he still feel it when the stove was so far away?I can't feel why he still lit the stove?

Mi Xiaowan looked at Yong En suspiciously.

Yongen felt Mi Xiaowan's gaze, and his old face blushed. Well, he admitted that he had felt the same gaze yesterday when he asked Zhang Fang to prepare the blanket, tiger skin and stove. He had never seen it in his carriage since he was a child. These three things have appeared, but after all the years of accumulating prestige, Zhang Fang just glanced at it, and he can ignore it directly, but I don’t know why Mi Xiaowan’s glance made him blush, as if his mind was seen through Same.

In fact, Mi Xiaowan didn't understand what was going on at all, she just thought that all the nobles in Beijing were like this, burning buns!

Mi Xiaowan pouted and asked. "Grandpa, do you have any orders?"

"No!" Yong En's emotions had already calmed down, and after a faint reply, he picked up a book and read it.

No?Mi Xiaowan was depressed, why did you call her in when you had nothing to do?See his handsome cold face?
Seeing that Yongen looked at the book in his hand and didn't pay attention to her at all, he turned his eyes and slowly moved towards the bookcase. Seeing that Yongen still didn't move, he smiled and gently opened the bookcase inside. He randomly picked out a book, then moved to the brazier and sat down to read it.

Mi Xiaowan didn't notice that as early as when she just started to act, the corners of Yong En's mouth raised a curve, which was different from those noble ladies who were more than gentle but lacking in personality. It is the same as carved out of a mold.However, this little girl in front of her is absolutely different, her ability to judge the situation at such a young age is very strong, she is unambiguous when she should show her claws, and she is very confused when she should pretend to be confused.Moreover, ghostly ghostly.

(End of this chapter)