The Marquis's line has ended? The pregnant maid is pregnant again!

Lu Jihan was somewhat surprised by the taste; the radish and mutton soup had absolutely no gamey smell.

"How did you do it? No matter how well the kitchen cooks, there's always a slight gamey smell. It's not strong, but I can still taste it."

Lu Jihan looked at Shen Qinghe in front of him and asked curiously.

"Your Highness, the key to this matter was something I accidentally discovered while cooking before. Nowadays, almost all mainstream methods for removing the gamey smell from mutton involve adding ginger. This does remove some of the muttony smell, but it cannot completely remove it."

As Shen Qinghe spoke, her eyes sparkled: "But I discovered that if you add some cardamom and angelica root when cooking mutton, it won't mask the freshness of the mutton, but it will also remove the mutton's aroma."

"You're a thoughtful person."

Lu Jihan raised an eyebrow as he watched Shen Qinghe's eyes sparkle with confidence and certainty when she talked about cooking.

Lu Jihan originally thought that Shen Qinghe had made those dishes just to win favor, and to use a completely different way of currying favor than his relatives.

But looking at it this way, Lu Jihan asked the girl a beautiful question, and the girl not only answered fluently, but was also very confident.

They get very excited when talking about these things; it's rare to find someone who genuinely loves cooking.

Lu Jihan's lips curved into a smile.

"Not only that, I have also discovered that pepper is much more effective than ginger in removing the fishy smell from beef. As for chicken wings and chicken meat, you can wash away the blood first when cleaning them, and then soak them in pepper water. This can effectively remove the fishy smell from various meats without overpowering the freshness of the ingredients."

Shen Qinghe said with a smile, unaware that she herself was radiant as she spoke: "It's not that my cooking skills are so much better than others, it's just that I might have more leisure time to observe these little things."

Lu Jihan smiled and praised, "Not bad. In many things, details determine success or failure, and that is indeed one of your strengths."

After saying that, Lu Jihan didn't say anything more and silently finished the bowl of radish and mutton soup noodles.

After finishing a bowl of hot soup noodles, feeling refreshed, Lu Jihan stood up and stretched, his gaze shifting from the tall bronze mirror to Shen Qinghe beside him.

She seemed much more lively and vibrant than she was at the Autumn Equinox banquet, without a trace of melancholy.

Shen Qinghe: ?

Lu Jihan covered his mouth and coughed lightly: "I heard from Lin Feng... that you made this belt yourself?"

Shen Qinghe answered honestly, "Your Highness, I made it myself. It may not be as valuable as your previous ones, but it is my heartfelt wish."

As she spoke, she raised her eyes and looked at him with a smile: "Please, sir, don't find it offensive."

Lu Jihan looked down at her, meeting her smiling, doe-like eyes. He raised his chin slightly. "Then I'll have to see if you put any effort into your embroidery!"

He took out a wooden box from his wide sleeves, picked up the belt with his slender fingers, and then began to examine it closely.

The embroidery, with its black background and red border, is exquisite and the patterns are incredibly lifelike, as if they have come to life. In the very center is a piece of black jade, about the size of a fingernail.

However… it wasn’t the romantic image of fish and water intertwined, or mandarin ducks playing in the water that he had imagined.

Lu Jihan raised an eyebrow: "Why green bamboo and red plum blossoms?"

Shen Qinghe looked up and stared straight at him. "Because in my heart, the young marquis is like a tall and upright bamboo, and also like a red plum blossom standing proudly in the snow. That's why I embroidered the pattern of bamboo and plum blossom."

The little girl's eyes were gentle and tender as she gazed at him, her eyes filled with earnestness.

It was as if those watery eyes could only see him, and could only hold him.

Lu Jihan's throat was slightly dry, and he subconsciously licked his lower lip. He turned his head away with suppressed anger: "If you keep using your sweet talk, I'll throw you out."

As he was speaking, he was about to shift his attention when his hand was immediately grasped by a pair of soft hands.

Shen Qinghe climbed up to him, looking at him with a pitiful expression: "How can you doubt my sincerity like this, Master? You serve the country and its people, and are upright and incorruptible in court. You do not mistreat your servants in the mansion. What else could you be but Qingzhu? And then there's Hongmei..."

At this point, Shen Qinghe paused, "My lord is known throughout Chang'an for his aloofness and heroic spirit, standing out from the crowd of young masters like a crane among chickens. If this isn't Hongmei, then what is it?"

Just hearing these words, Lu Jihan couldn't help but smile, and the next moment he felt a soft, warm touch in his palm.

Upon seeing this, Shen Qinghe actually cupped his large hand in her chest and shamelessly said, "If you don't believe me, Your Highness can listen to whether my heartbeat has quickened."

She smiled radiantly, and the soft flesh beneath his palm felt wonderful. He had experienced it fully more than once. Lu Jihan's throat grew increasingly dry, and his gaze towards her was both restrained and burning.

Shen Qinghe saw the turbulent desire in his eyes. For men, it's either never having tasted the first taste of sex, or once they have, their desires will begin to stir.

Once you've stirred things up the first time, you don't have to worry about doing it a second or third time.

As long as you're shameless, you can sleep with the Marquis!

"Master, how about I help you try on the new belt?" Shen Qinghe's fingertips lightly touched the back of his hand.

Lu Jihan's throat bobbed up and down, his throat so dry it was almost steaming. He didn't speak, but the hand holding his belt had already loosened.

The belt naturally fell into Shen Qinghe's hand. She curled her fingers and gently hooked his little finger: "Perhaps, young marquis, you can see more clearly in front of the bronze mirror."

A bronze mirror, as tall as a person, sits on a mahogany shelf, faintly reflecting the figures of two people standing separately.

"Master, this servant is going to help you change your clothes," Shen Qinghe whispered in his ear, standing on tiptoe.

With a flick of her finger, she untied his belt, leaving Lu Jihan's clothes disheveled and revealing his inner garment.

Shen Qinghe held up the belt she had made to his waist, saying, "Oh dear, it doesn't seem to fit quite right?"

The distance is too close.

The woman's warm, moist breath brushed against his ear. Lu Jihan closed his eyes, determined not to be easily seduced by her.

Even though his throat was incredibly dry at that moment.

Lu Jihan lowered his head, his voice still cold and normal: "If it doesn't fit, then it should be punished."

After he finished speaking, he realized that the young woman wasn't trying on his belt at all; she was clearly eyeing the belt of his undergarment.

Before he could stop her, she hooked her delicate fingers and easily untied the belt of his inner garment.

His robes were spread out, hanging lazily on his body.

Her soft, boneless hands gently traced his bare waist and abdomen, like a kitten's paws, lightly scratching at his heart.

It makes one's heart itch with desire.

Lu Jihan took a deep breath; she was simply a deadly enchantress!

Shen Qinghe was just about to trick him into taking off his clothes when suddenly her waist was tightened and she was pulled into Lu Jihan's arms.

A man's hoarse voice, strained and restrained, rang in her ears: "Trying to curry favor is your first mistake, deliberately mocking me is your second, approaching me without permission is your third, and constantly provoking me is compounding your mistakes!"