My wife is super fierce

Chapter 170 Meal
When he raised his head again, there was only a clear and bottomless brightness in his phoenix eyes, "Since you're here, how about sitting with me?"

Su Musheng didn't refuse, looking at the plum blossoms in the courtyard, he raised his chin, "It's not winter yet, and the plum blossoms in your courtyard have already bloomed, which can be called a wonderful sight."

Jing Qinyan smiled and didn't answer, just reached out and poured her a cup of tea, "It's just some early plums, it's not surprising, I'm even more curious, what is the queen saying you are going into the palace for?"

Su Musheng took a sip of tea, and asked instead of answering, "Biluochun? I remember that this tea only pays two catties a year, which is probably not enough for the palace. I didn't expect that there would be one here, Mr. Jing?"

Jing Qinyan turned her head to look at her, and the smile in her eyes deepened, "Miss Su really has good taste, to be honest, Biluochun from my place doesn't come from the palace."

Su Musheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and the corners of his lips curved into a smile that was not a smile, "Oh? I remember that it is a serious crime to misuse tribute items. How dare Mr. Jing put such a big deal in front of me?"

Jing Qinyan put down the teacup in her hand, her eyes and smile remained unchanged, "Will Miss Su go to the palace to sue me?"

Su Musheng scoffed angrily. Naturally, she would not go to the palace to sue. She is not Jing Qinyan. She got her current status with great difficulty. If Jing Qinyan lost it, she would regret it to death. of.

Besides, Jing Qinyan is the last only seedling left in Prince Jing's mansion. When Prince Jing died in battle and sacrificed his life for the country, all the talents in Prince Jing's mansion withered, leaving only the frail and sickly son Jing Qinyan.

In order to appease the morale of the army, Emperor Jiaxi also showed his love for ministers, so he had always indulged Jing Qinyan a lot. Whether this Biluochun matter was big or small, it all depended on Emperor Jiaxi's thoughts.

If it was placed on Su Xinxin, Emperor Jiaxi would probably punish him severely. After all, the prestige of General Dingguo's Mansion is too high now. A handle, even Emperor Jiaxi would not let it go.

But Jing Qinyan is different, Prince Jing died in battle, Prince Jing’s mansion was neglected, Jing Qinyan was weak and sickly, Prince Jing’s mansion really couldn’t make any big waves, so Emperor Jiaxi has indulged Jing Qin more and more these years Inflammation, in order to show their loving heart and tolerance and compassion.

Before you knew it, it was time for lunch. Jing Qinyan smiled and invited, "The cook of my palace is the master chef of the imperial kitchen. Miss Su, would you like to stay and have a taste?"

Su Musheng raised her eyebrows, "If that's the case, then I'll be disrespectful." When conditions permit, she never treats herself badly.

The chef of King Jing's Mansion is worthy of being the master chef of the imperial dining room. The dishes he cooks are full of color, fragrance, meat and vegetables, nutritious and delicious, which is just in line with Jing Qinyan's current physical condition.

Su Musheng also tasted some medicinal herbs in it, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows slightly, "This master, it seems that he is not only good at cooking, but also has research on medicinal food!"

Jing Qinyan smiled, "This medicinal diet was developed by Wu Yao and the old master together."

Su Musheng looked up at him, "No medicine?"

Jing Qinyan nodded, "Well, you should have seen it?!"

Su Musheng nodded, with a faint smile on his lips, "Well, I've seen it once."

(End of this chapter)