Matriarch He saw that her grandson was still in a daze and urged him, "Hurry and go back. It's getting dark and your wife is frightened. Spend more time with her."

Madam Zou also urged He Sanlang.

He Changdi returned to his own courtyard absent-mindedly. A pair of thick sword-like eyebrows knitted together, making them look even more like a sharp longsword.

In Qingxi Hall, Madam Zou said helplessly, "Grandmother, something happened to the main kitchen. Even if it's repaired, it'll take some time. For the time being, I'll let each branch have their own small kitchens in their courtyards."

Matriarch He nodded, "That's all we can do for now. They all have small kitchens in their courtyards. When Erlang comes back, arrange for him to eat here."

Madam Zou nodded, "Then I'll go arrange it."

If each courtyard used their own small kitchens, they would have to send people to deliver ingredients every morning. This would add a lot of miscellaneous work.

"Hurry and go. I'll go see your mother. I don't know how she's doing today."

Thus, Madam Zou supported Matriarch He out of Qingxi Hall.

Chu Lian was lying on a rose chair, reading a story book that Fuyan had found in the study.

It was filled with traditional Chinese characters and the story was old-fashioned. Chu Lian struggled to read it and the words in her eyes slowly turned into a lullaby. Soon, she fell asleep.

Her fair wrist, which was holding the book, rested on the armrest of the rose chair. Due to the awkward posture, her wide sleeves were rolled up, revealing her fair forearm. Under the orange light of the bedroom, her snow-white skin was like a warm jade, making one want to reach out and touch it.

Outside, Gui Momo heard that the book hadn't been flipped for a long time. She put down her embroidery and took the blanket beside her. She was about to go in and cover Chu Lian with it.

However, just as she stood up, she saw He Changdi walk in with a straight face.

He Sanlang only glanced at Gui Momo from the corner of his eyes before going straight into the bedroom.

Gui Momo felt a chill run down her spine from He Changdi's cold gaze. She wanted to go in and take a look, but she was worried that Third Young Master would be angry. She could only endure it and wait outside. She listened to the movements inside, thinking that if anything went wrong, she would go in and protect Third Young Mistress.

He Changdi walked into the bedroom with his hands clasped behind his back. His cold eyes scanned the room, and only then did he see a small ball of curled up on the rose chair by the window.

His eyes were deep and his handsome face had a frosty air. He looked like a moving iceberg. He was a completely different person from the warm and loyal husband described in the original novel.

If anyone were to say that He Sanlang was a handsome, gentle, and considerate husband, Chu Lian would definitely be the first to jump out and shout her objection.

His long legs reached the edge of the rose chair in just a few steps. His cold gaze slowly moved down, and in the next second, it landed on Chu Lian.

When his cold eyes came into contact with the scene in front of him, they uncontrollably fluctuated twice.

A gentle and charming feeling that shouldn't have appeared suddenly emerged and entangled him.

The young girl in front of him, who had just reached marriageable age, was petite and soft. She had one arm behind her head as a pillow, and her jet-black hair had already loosened after sleeping on the rose chair. A few strands of her hair had fallen down and rested on her slender and round shoulders.

The young girl's jet-black eyelashes were long and slender, like two small fans casting two beautiful shadows on her face. Her skin was white and almost flawless, and her petal-like light colored lips moved slightly because of her long shallow breaths. Her entire person was like a sleeping kitten. Anyone who saw her would want to pull her into their arms, gently comfort her, stroke her hair, and pat her head.

Seeing Chu Lian's defenseless appearance, the scene of Chu Lian bathing that day flashed through He Changdi's mind.

It had to be said that Chu Lian was really good looking. Because of her young and delicate age, even if she didn't wear any makeup, her features were still picturesque. Perhaps this was the benefit of being a main character!

He Sanlang was stunned for two seconds. In the next moment, the expression on his face twisted.

He fiercely spat at himself. How could he have fantasized about this poisonous woman? He was stupid enough to think that she was pure and harmless.

He Changdi took a deep breath of the slightly cold night air. He reached out and pushed Chu Lian a few times. He said coldly, "Get up!"

Chu Lian was still in a daze. She had another beautiful dream of eating a feast in the modern world. When she was pushed by He Sanlang, the book in her hand fell to the ground with a clatter. She rubbed her eyes and woke up. When she didn't see anyone beside her, Chu Lian rubbed her eyes and asked, "Wet nurse, have you eaten?

I'm hungry. "

He Changdi, who was originally expressionless, immediately turned as black as the bottom of a pot after hearing Chu Lian's words.

Eat, eat, eat!

She only knows how to eat all day!

Could it be that this poisonous woman has become a foodie in this life?

"You still want to eat?

The kitchen is on fire. Don't eat tonight! "He Sanlang couldn't hold back his anger and said in a low voice.

As soon as his voice rang out, Chu Lian was startled awake. Her remaining drowsiness was instantly scared away.

Chu Lian widened her large, watery eyes and turned to look at the arrogant man standing next to her.

Her almond-shaped eyes were wet from waking up and her cheeks were flushed red. She looked like a harmless and charming young girl. No one would believe anyone who said that this young girl in front of them would be vicious in the future.

Chu Lian faintly furrowed her brows. When she saw He Sanlang's cold expression, she turned around disinterestedly and leaned back on the rose chair. "Husband, how are the servants in the main kitchen? Are there any serious injuries?"

Chu Lian's voice was soft and sweet. However, when this soft voice fell into He Sanlang's ears, he was infuriated for no reason.

"Ha!

Don't you know if anyone is injured or not? "

This poisonous woman was probably the one who ordered people to start the fire!

Asking this now, didn't she think it was fake?

Chu Lian felt strange. She puffed up her cheeks and said, "I didn't start the fire. How would I know?"

He Changdi, on the other hand, was so angry that he laughed coldly. He felt that he couldn't stay with this poisonous woman for another second. His chest felt like it was going to explode from his anger. He really wanted to strangle her right now.

Chu Lian was already used to He Sanlang's abnormal behavior. Although she could feel that He Sanlang hated her, other than when he suddenly wanted to strangle her on the day of their wedding, he didn't threaten her life even though he didn't treat her well.

She wasn't the original Chu Lian. She didn't think that much, and her heart wasn't tied to Xiao Bojian.

The current Chu Lian was a comfortable person. Even if she didn't know why He Sanlang didn't like her, as long as it didn't interfere with her comfortable life, she didn't have any other thoughts.

Since she had mysteriously come to the Great Wu Dynasty and was the young mistress of a noble family, then she would happily be a rice worm.

As for He Changdi, he was angry at the fact that there was no point in getting serious with a 'child' who was throwing a tantrum.

"As you wished, the main kitchen was burned down. However, you didn't expect eldest sister-in-law to be fine, right? I'm afraid your wishful thinking is going to be for naught.

Oh … I forgot to mention, that Kitchen Maiden Zhou probably won't make it. As a new bride, you probably won't be able to eat Count Jing 'an's best pastries no matter how much you want, "He Sanlang said mockingly.

He thought that Madam Zou had said all that in Celebration Hall just to appease his grandmother and reassure her. She wanted him to believe that the culprit would stop his eldest sister-in-law unless he saw it with his own eyes.

Chu Lian shook her head slightly. She didn't know how He Changdi's brain worked. Did he have persecutory delusions?

She wanted to cook something delicious, but she didn't even have time, so where did she get the time to scheme?

Was it really that easy to be the mistress of such a large Count Jing 'an Estate with so many businesses?

She didn't want to get involved in such a difficult task. She would rather leave it to her eldest sister-in-law to manage!

In her past life, working in the modern world was too tiring. Now that she finally had this opportunity, it was better for her to relax and be a rice eater.

She didn't have to worry about getting promoted or getting a mortgage. Even if she just stayed in the estate to cook and admire the flowers and plants, she would still get paid for a month, and there were quite a few of them. Where else could she find such a good "job"?

Chu Lian didn't say anything. She stood up from the rose chair and tidied up her slightly messy hair.

Her head was slightly lowered, and with her back facing the light, no one could see the expression on her face.

He Sanlang thought that Chu Lian was purposely tolerating him, so he finally felt a little better. As long as this evil woman's scheme didn't come to fruition, he was happy.

"Hmph, Chu Lian, I advise you to behave. This isn't the Count Jing 'an Estate of the past!

You should put away your little schemes as soon as possible! "He Changdi seemed to think that he had managed to intimidate her this time, so he flung his sleeves and strode away.

Chu Lian stood up and tilted her head to look at He Changdi's back. When he disappeared, she muttered in a small voice, "Crazy!"

What little schemes did she have?

She just wanted to live a comfortable life, cook some delicious food, and improve her living standards. Why did he have to care about that?

Did he even have any humanity left?

What a waste of a male god's face!

Petty!

He Changdi coldly walked out of the bedroom. Senior Servant Gui, who was guarding the door, jumped in fright. She hurriedly greeted He Changdi, but He Changdi didn't even look at her and quickly left for the study.

Just as he reached the veranda, he saw Lai Yue hurriedly leading two servant girls into the courtyard.

He Sanlang stopped and asked, "Why are you so flustered? What's the matter?"

As soon as he heard his master's voice, Lai Yue knew that his master wasn't in a good mood. He didn't dare to be negligent and hurriedly explained, "The ancestor sent the servant girls to deliver dinner." After he finished speaking, Lai Yue stepped aside. The two servant girls behind him each carried a food container.

When He Sanlang thought about how Chu Lian's first words were, "Have you eaten?" when he entered the room and woke her up, he became unhappy.

"Send all of them to my study!" He Changdi coldly ordered.

Lai Yue made a sound of "Ah?" Then he quietly asked, "Young Master, aren't we going to eat in the reception pavilion?

The study … the study isn't a place to eat. "

Just as Lai Yue finished speaking, he felt a cold gaze fall on his head. He hurriedly turned around and ordered the two servant girls beside him, "What, didn't you hear?

Quickly send it to the study! "

The two servant girls lowered their heads and looked at each other. They didn't understand what the third young master was trying to do. However, as servants, they could only listen to orders.

The two of them trembled with fear as they sent the food containers to the study.

Lai Yue moved closer to He Changdi's side, "Young Master, there are still some fresh ingredients. Where should we put them?

Eldest Grandmother said that she's afraid that we'll be too busy tomorrow morning and the ingredients will be delivered late. Tonight, we'll distribute some to each courtyard. "