Rebirth of Fengmou

Chapter 165.Cook

After hearing Du Lanyan's words, Wei Jiarui couldn't help but look up at her, her expression was calm at this moment, like a quiet pool of clear spring, like a quietly standing bodhi.

He suddenly remembered that when he met this woman for the first time, under the bodhi tree in the backyard of Fangyin Temple, she recited the poem indifferently: Bodhi has no tree, and a bright mirror is not a stand.

Dressed in white, she looked like a fairy who was about to go away. Only with an open mind could she recite such a poem. If it wasn't for her face being like Du Lanyan, he would have admired this woman very much.

Hearing her say this again now, I feel that she is very different from Du Lanyan in terms of personality and mood.

Du Lanyan is a woman who loves beauty very much. He once heard chatter from servants in the mansion. In order to keep her skin delicate, Du Lanyan washes her face with cold water all the year round, even in the freezing winter. The housekeeper is harsh on her in terms of food and clothing. Even if she sells her jewelry, she still needs to buy a few boxes of skin care products. Now, if this woman is really Du Lanyan, with such a big scar on her chest, how can she say it doesn't matter so calmly?
Besides, as far as women are concerned, they are most concerned about the skin. Usually, wherever Ru Xue suffers a little injury, she is afraid of leaving scars. This woman is different!

After Wei Jiarui changed her medicine, he wrapped it with cloth strips, because the wound was on her chest, when wrapping the cloth strips, his hands had to go around her back, so that the two of them could not avoid getting close.

Wei Jiarui's face was very close to Du Lanyan, he tried his best to concentrate on wrapping the cloth, while Du Lanyan remained motionless with his arms slightly open to cooperate.

His face was very close to Du Lanyan's neck, a vague orchid fragrance lingered in his nose, and there was a faint smell of blood in it. Memories of yesterday.

He will never forget that kiss!

After finishing, he put on clothes for Du Lanyan, then turned and went out.

How could he have other thoughts about this woman? !This woman is most likely the vicious Du Lanyan!
He stood in the yard with a look of remorse and self-blame, but Du Lanyan didn't care. After tidying up, she got out of bed and walked out.

Hearing a sound behind him, Wei Jiarui turned around and saw Du Lanyan picking up firewood with her uninjured left hand and going to the small stove.

"What are you doing?" Wei Jiarui hurried over, this woman is still injured, why not lie down and rest in the room, why come out?
"Light a fire and cook." Du Lanyan said concisely, while putting firewood into the small stove.

"You know how to cook?!" What surprised Wei Jiarui first was not that Du Lanyan was cooking with her injuries, but that she could cook!

Du Lanyan is the prime minister's daughter, she has been pampered since she was a child, let alone cooking, I'm afraid she has never even been in the kitchen, so how can she know how to cook?If Han Ruxue knows how to cook, he would believe it, but in fact even Han Ruxue can't cook, so Du Lanyan can't!

But this woman said she was going to cook. Could it be that she could cook? If she could, wouldn't she really be Du Lanyan?

He recalled the last palace banquet, Ru Xue deliberately tested Du Lanyan's drawing skills and tried her. He didn't expect that she could not only draw, but also amaze everyone!
If she was not, why did she look so similar to Du Lanyan? He could feel that the crying last night was definitely not just a nightmare like what she said this morning, but he couldn't come up with any proof except for the feeling.

"Not only can you do it, but your craftsmanship is good. Today you are lucky." Du Lanyan put the firewood away and continued: "But I need your help. My right hand is not very convenient, and my chest is injured, so I can't blow air to make a fire. It's all up to you, of course, if you don't want to do it, then we both have to eat wild fruits, I'm a patient, if you let me eat wild fruits, I have nothing to say."

Du Lanyan was afraid that Wei Jiarui would not start a fire because he had set fire to the pot in the morning, and now he would not dare to start a fire due to sequelae, so he used a violent method to provoke him.

Who knows that Wei Jiarui didn't say anything, went forward and knelt down and took out a fire folder to start a fire. Of course, he wanted to give her a chance to cook. Cooking is easy to learn, but it depends on whether the food is delicious or not. Skill.

After a while, the fire started, and Du Lanyan was only in charge of directing because her hand was injured and it was inconvenient to cut vegetables. After everything was done, she only needed to stir-fry vegetables and cook soup.

Because Wei Jiarui is clumsy and Du Lanyan has limited mobility, it was already afternoon when the meal was ready, and both of them were so hungry that their chests were pressed against their backs. Wei Jiarui carried the dishes into the room, put them on the table, and then finished the meal .

Du Lanyan sat aside, looked at the dishes on the table, nodded with satisfaction, and then started eating with chopsticks in her left hand.

Both of them were very hungry. Wei Jiarui completely ignored his usual elegant manners at this time, and ate his head. Du Lanyan's left hand was inconvenient, and she couldn't pick up the food many times. Occasionally, she could only eat two bites. , put down the chopsticks, and reached out to grab his chopsticks.

Wei Jiarui was suddenly robbed of his chopsticks, and after a moment of surprise, he raised his head and met Du Lanyan's eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

(End of this chapter)