"Sir, it smells so good!"

Luo Qingzhou first served a bowl to Xiaodie. Xiaodie immediately took the spoon, blew on it, and started eating impatiently, her eyes narrowed in happiness.

Luo Qingzhou took the lunch box and was loading it when he suddenly felt the light behind him dim.

I turned around and saw that the door was blocked.

Second Miss Qin and Nangong Meijiao stood at the door, looking inside with puzzled faces.

Qiu'er and Zhu'er stood behind them, swallowing their saliva.

"Brother Qingzhou, what is so fragrant?"

Miss Qin Er entered the kitchen.

Luo Qingzhou closed the lunch box and said, "Xia Chan hasn't eaten well in the past few days, so I made some porridge for her."

Second Miss Qin and Nangong Meijiao both walked to the stove and looked into the pot.

"Second Miss and the Princess, do you want to eat? There is still some left. Let Xiaodie serve it to you. I will go and deliver food to Xia Chan."

After Luo Qingzhou finished speaking, he hurriedly left with his lunch box.

When passing by Qiu'er and Zhu'er, Zhu'er quickly swallowed her saliva and said, "Uncle, are there any slaves?"

Luo Qingzhou glanced at the two of them and said, "It should be there. Go in and see for yourself."

When Pearl heard this, she hurriedly entered the kitchen.

Xiaodie had already stood up, went to get a bowl and spoon, and filled a bowl for Miss Qin Er and Nangong Meijiao.

There is still a little left in the pot.

Pearl quickly said: "Xiaodie, my uncle said that I also have a share!"

Xiaodie had no choice but to get another bowl, put the last bit in it, and handed it to her.

Pearl immediately took it with a smile on her face and thanked her profusely.

Qiu'er also walked in, sniffed, and looked into the empty pot.

"So hot..."

Zhu'er took a bite and immediately opened her eyes: "Miss, it's so delicious! Is this really made by my uncle?"

Qin Weimo was blowing on it and didn't dare to eat it.

Nangong Meijiao frowned, and after taking a bite carefully, her eyes suddenly lit up. She looked down at the porridge of various colors mixed in the bowl, with a touch of surprise and suspicion on her face.

"Sister Qiu'er, let's eat together."

Xiaodie decided to share the bowl of porridge with Qiu'er.

The sound of everyone blowing suddenly sounded in the kitchen.

The aroma and heat immediately spread throughout the kitchen.

Lingchan Moon Palace.

Luo Qingzhou carried the porridge and entered the room.

Xia Chan was lying on the bed with her eyes closed and thinking wildly.

Luo Qingzhou opened the lunch box, took out the bowl and spoon, filled a bowl, walked to the bed and said: "Chanchan, get up and eat."

Xia Chan opened her eyes, looked at him blankly, suddenly moved her nose, and looked at the bowl in his hand.

"Preserved egg, lean meat and vegetable porridge, it's very fragrant. My uncle cooked it for you personally."

Luo Qingzhou stretched out his hand to help her up, then took a spoonful, blew on it, handed it to her mouth, and said, "Have a taste."

Xia Chan glanced at him, then opened her mouth and carefully took a small bite.

The porridge is glutinous and sticky in the mouth, melting in your mouth, and a sweet taste immediately fills the entire mouth.

Xia Chan was stunned for a moment, swallowed it, and looked at his bowl again.

Luo Qingzhou quickly scooped up a second spoonful, blew it for a while, and then handed it to her mouth.

This time, Xia Chan swallowed all the porridge in the spoon in one gulp.

Luo Qingzhou dug out the third spoonful, blew it, and said: "Chanchan, how is my uncle's craftsmanship? Is it delicious?"

Xia Chan glanced at him, swallowed the porridge in her mouth, and whispered: "Yeah."

"If it tastes good, eat more, and..."

Seeing that she liked it, Luo Qingzhou breathed a sigh of relief and continued feeding her.

Soon, half a bowl of porridge was gone.

While Luo Qingzhou was feeding, Xia Chan suddenly looked at the door.

Luo Qingzhou turned around and looked.

The door was empty, there was nothing.

"Bailing shouldn't come back so soon. There's no need to wait for her. She's not a patient, so she's not qualified to eat the porridge cooked by my uncle."

Luo Qingzhou complained and continued to feed her.

Xia Chan stopped eating and whispered: "Here, give it to Miss, a bowl."

Luo Qingzhou was slightly startled when he heard this and said, "Can the eldest lady eat it? She shouldn't eat the porridge I cooked, right?"

Xia Chan frowned, and her tone seemed to be pleading: "Go."

Luo Qingzhou glanced at her and without any further hesitation, he immediately handed the bowl to her hand, stood up and said, "Okay, I'll serve a bowl over."

He went to get a bowl and a spoon, poured the last portion into the bowl, then left the room and carried it to the back garden.

In the pavilion in the back garden.

Miss Qin, dressed in a snow-white dress, was sitting there, reading a book quietly.

Luo Qingzhou hesitated for a moment, then walked over with the porridge, entered the pavilion, and said: "Miss, do you want to take a few bites of the porridge I just made?"

Qin Jianjia raised her head, glanced at him, then looked at the porridge in his hand, but said nothing.

Luo Qingzhou waited for a while, and when he was about to leave, she said calmly: "Put it down."

Luo Qingzhou quickly put the porridge on the stone table in front of her, then said goodbye and left.

The alluring fragrance soon spread throughout the pavilion.

Qin Jianjia stared at the porridge in the bowl for a while, then lowered her head and continued reading.

In the front hall.

The sun has set and darkness has fallen.

The maids lit oil lamps and candles, and blew lanterns in the corridor.

Song Ruyue, Qin Wenzheng, and Qin Chuan waited and waited. The food they were waiting for was almost cold, but no one came.

Song Ruyue immediately said angrily: "Mei'er, didn't you mention that the second lady went to call them? Where are they?"

Mei'er lowered her head and said with a grimace, "My slave... I don't even know."

Qin Wenzheng frowned and said, "Go and have a look."

Just as Meier was about to leave, Song Ruyue immediately said angrily: "I'll go by myself!"

After saying that, he walked out the door angrily.

She spent half a day, enduring the oil pollution, cooking the food herself, but no one came to eat it. How disgusting!

She took several maids with her and quickly arrived at Meixiang Garden.

The courtyard door is closed.

It was empty inside, with no one around.

She soon brought people with her to the Banished Immortal Residence.

"Um?"

As soon as I walked to the door of Banxianju, I suddenly smelled an alluring fragrance.

At the same time, the lights were on inside.

She was stunned for a moment, and immediately walked in aggressively. When she saw the lights on in the kitchen and someone talking, she quickly walked into the kitchen.

"What are you doing here? The food is almost cold, you..."

She suddenly stopped talking and looked at the bowl in her daughter's hand and the bowls in the hands of everyone in the kitchen.

When she broke in, Nangong Meijiao also said: "Go call that guy back and make another pot. I'm not full yet."

"What... did you eat?"

She was stunned for a moment, then walked over, only to find that everyone's bowls were empty, and the pots were also empty.

But there was an alluring fragrance floating throughout the kitchen.
To be continued...