After these two days, Ye Ling discovered that Ye Chen was a very "rule" child. He slept until dawn and did not need to be fed at night, so he could take care of him.

On that day, Xueqing brought a clean old hen, Ye Ling added red dates, longan, yam, and wolfberry. She stewed it for most of the day and made a pot of fragrant chicken soup.

The midnight snack prepared for Nangong Heng was chicken soup noodles. The noodles were made by Ye Ling himself, and only one poached egg and two vegetables were added.

When Nangong Heng came, Ye Ling was waiting in the kitchen. I saw him last night, Nangong Heng was wearing a mask, so he did not shy away.

"Brother Ghost is here." Ye Ling called Nangong Heng so.

Nangong Heng didn't mind this. He didn't eat dinner, but only cared about what was delicious.

Seeing a bowl of noodles that looked so clear that it was so thin that it was not even a little shredded pork, Nangong Heng was dissatisfied: "That's it? You're too perfunctory, right? I think you don't want Zixue Glycold anymore!"

"So you sure you can find it for me?" Ye Ling asked seriously.

"I didn't say it." Nangong Heng shook his head.

Well, you didn't say that I took the risk of the deal... Ye Ling had beaten Nangong Heng many times in her heart, and she still smiled gently and decently on her face.

"I don't like eating noodles." Nangong Heng was very disgusted. The implication was that Ye Ling remade today's midnight snack.

"Taste it." Ye Ling kept smiling.

"Not taste it!" Nangong Heng refused proudly.

"Brother Ghost, please give me a taste." Ye Ling resisted the urge to splash the noodles on his face.

Nangong Heng glanced at the bowl of noodles again: "Are you sure you let me taste it? If it is not delicious, from tomorrow, you will have all my three meals a day and midnight snacks! Do you dare?"

"Okay." Ye Ling agreed readily.

Nangong Heng picked up the bowl of noodles and sat on the low stool in the kitchen, which looked quite inconsistent.

"You carry it over!" After Nangong Heng finished speaking, Ye Ling turned around and turned his back to him. He pressed the mask, contracted halfway, revealing the perfectly curved jaw.

The noodles were steaming hot and fragrant. Nangong Heng picked up one with chopsticks. Before he got in, he thought that no matter whether it was delicious or not, he would say it was not delicious. Next, let Ye Ling be his cook, perfect!

As a result, when a noodles were in the mouth, Nangong Heng blinked, and the fragrant and tepy texture surprised him. After eating half of it, he found that the poached egg lying underneath was heart-boiled. The two vegetables were cooked just the right heat, crispy and refreshing. Finally, he drank the soup and felt comfortable.

"It's really not delicious." Nangong Heng put an empty bowl with no drop of soup next to it, covering his face with disgust.

Ye Ling turned around, his eyes fell on the empty bowl, and tried to keep a smile: "Brother Ghost, it's really hard for you to finish eating if you don't taste delicious."

Nangong Heng was struggling that he was not full. Should he ask Ye Ling to make another serving now, or would he insist that it was not delicious and would come to eat free meals every day in the future?

"Ahem, it's too few, not enough to get a gap between the teeth, let's get another one." Nangong Heng chose the former. He decided that no matter what Ye Ling did tomorrow's midnight snack, he would never eat it, and he said it would not be delicious. Forget it today, it's so delicious!

"Brother Ghost, isn't it delicious?" Ye Ling really wanted to splash the remaining chicken soup on his face.

"Forget it, I don't have to look for Zixue Gentou." Nangong Heng turned around and acted as if he was about to leave.

"Stop!" Ye Ling's fist clenched loosened again, and his smile deepened, "Please wait for a moment, Brother Gui."

In order to avoid Nangong Heng going back on his word, he said he wanted another bowl. Ye Ling made three bowls for the second time, anyway, chicken soup was enough.

It was still Nangong Heng who was eating noodles, and Ye Ling turned his back to him. When the second bowl of noodles was eaten, Ye Ling had not turned around yet. Nangong Heng put down the empty bowl, picked up the small pot of cooking noodles and slipped away...

Ye Ling turned around and cursed inwardly: "The pervert who speaks right and wrong! If Zixue Ninglu doesn't give me it, I want you to look good!"

Chujing Villa.

Feng Buyi placed a bunch of flowers and plants in front of him, and was comparing with the flowers in the purple jade bottle, wanting to copy a bunch of them.

When Nangong Heng entered the door, Feng Buyi turned his head and was stunned: "Aheng, why are you holding the pot?"

"If you have something delicious, I will give you half." Nangong Heng asked his entourage to send two pairs of bowls and chopsticks.

Feng Buyi saw the noodles in the pot and was indifferent: "I don't like it."

"Taste it." Nangong Heng put it in full, put it in front of Feng Buyi, and handed the chopsticks over.

Feng Buyi shook his head and refused. Nangong Heng served the last bowl, sat opposite Feng Buyi, and happily ate it.

Feng Buyi saw that he was eating deliciously and was a little shaken: "It's really delicious?"

Nangong Heng didn't say anything, Feng Buyi couldn't help it, picked up the chopsticks and tasted it, his eyes lit up!

After the two of them finished eating at the same time, Nangong Heng said to Feng Buyi: "Xiao Fengfeng, what delicious food does brother have, but I want to share half of you, isn't it good for you?"

Feng Buyi looked alert: "Aheng, what do you want?"

"What are you afraid of?" Nangong Heng curled his lips slightly, "I don't want to have such delicious noodles, so I'll change to a bottle of Zixue Gel."

"You are robbing!" Feng Buyi frowned.

"Then you return my face." Nangong Heng snorted softly.

"Can I induce vomiting, can you eat it if you vomit?" Feng Buyi asked back.

"Xiao Fengfeng, why are you so disgusting? Hurry up, you will snatch it if you don't give it to me!" Nangong Heng threatened.

Feng Buyi whispered: "Bandits..." After he finished speaking, he still reluctantly took another bottle of Zixue dew to Nangong Heng, and said seriously: "I came out this time and brought two bottles."

"Okay, then I'll grab something else tomorrow." Nangong Heng held the jade bottle and curled his lips slightly.

So the next day, Ye Ying found another bottle of purple snow dew on the stone table next to the jujube tree. It was really a ghost.

Ye Ling didn't know that Zixue Grey Dew had reached Ye Ying's hand, and it was still two bottles, which was definitely enough. What Ye Ling got was the only pot that Nangong Heng sent back before dawn...

On this day, Madam Wei, who was beside Mrs. Zhongyonghou, came to the Zhanwang Mansion.

"Miss Second Miss..." Madam Wei smiled and bowed, but she was very perfunctory, and she got up without bent down.

Xue Qing frowned: "Madam Wei, this is the Zhan Wang Mansion. Our old lady is the most ruling person. It's time to change her words."

Madam Wei raised her eyebrows and said, "Miss Second Miss hasn't said anything yet, you little hoof have taught me a lesson? It's really unruly!"

The teacup in Ye Ling's hand hit the ground with a snap.

Madam Wei was startled and took two steps back. When Ye Ling looked at her, she smiled: "Madam, my maid is ignorant, don't bother with her. But my mother-in-law has too many rules and always picks my fault..."

When Madam Wei heard Ye Ling say this, she thought that Ye Ling was not having a good time in the Zhan Prince's Mansion, and the smile on her face became a little more sincere: "Miss the Second Miss is the Zhan Princess, so there is no need to look at the expressions of others." This is instigating Ye Ling to contradict Xue.

"Oh, I won't say anything. Is it because of the third aunt who came today?" Ye Ling asked with a smile.

"Miss Rilian holds a flower viewing banquet in the mansion and told the old slave to invite the second lady to come over." Madam Wei refused to change her words and call Ye Ling the Princess Zhan.

"I am now a new widow, and I'm afraid it's unlucky and adds bad luck to my sister's good things." Ye Ling frowned.

"How could that happen? Miss Lian said that if the second lady doesn't go, she won't do this flower-welfare banquet!" Madam Wei said with a smile.

"Okay, mama tells Lian'er that I will go." Ye Ling nodded.

When Madam Wei left, she received a pair of silver bracelets rewarded by Ye Ling and left with satisfaction.

"Princess, why should you be so polite to that old pious woman? She used to secretly trip the princess up." Xue Qing was puzzled.

Ye Ling looked at the broken teacup in front of her and said lightly: "If you want to destroy someone, you must first make him crazy. A lowly slave, what should he care about with her? The master behind her is the one I want to solve."

Xue Qing looked upright: "The princess really wants to attend the flower viewing banquet held by Ye Lian? In the past, every time in such an occasion, the princess would make a fool of herself..."
Chapter completed!