Old Matriarch smiled and told the two juniors to live well in the future. She glanced at her daughter-in-law's pale face and weak body, so she didn't keep the two juniors.

However, when He Changdi wanted to leave with them, the old matriarch stopped him.

"San Lang, take your wife back first and then come to grandmother. Grandmother has some intimate words to say to you."

He Changdi stilled but still nodded in agreement.

Chu Lian bowed to the elders before He Changdi grabbed her wrist and took her out.

He Erlang had a dark face. When he smiled, his white teeth dazzled people's eyes, "Hey, Third Brother usually looks like a cold person. I didn't expect that he would love sister-in-law so much. In the end, he is a good son of our family."

When He Erlang spoke, he received a big eye roll from He Dalang and a group of condemning gazes.

Fine, fine, he was a disagreeable person at home. Just as he stood up to slip away, He Dalang grabbed this fellow's "pig ears" and took him to the study for a chat.

"Peiwen, go back and rest first. Your body can't be tormented." Old Matriarch said to He Changdi and Chu Lian as soon as they left.

Liu-shi's body was extremely weak. She had forced herself to get up today to receive a bowl of tea from her son and daughter-in-law. After sitting for almost an hour, she really couldn't hold on any longer.

"Mother, help me take care of third son. I'll leave now." Liu-shi's voice was weak and weak.

Old Matriarch waved her hand for Liu mama and two senior servant girls to take Liu-shi back to her courtyard.

Now, only the eldest granddaughter-in-law and two daughters who had long married were left in the reception hall of Qingwen Hall.

Seeing that there was nothing else, Zou shi got up and bowed to Old Matriarch before heading to the front courtyard to take charge of the household chores.

Old Matriarch had long stopped managing Count Jing 'an's household. Before Countess Jing' an's health had collapsed, it was Countess Jing 'an who took care of things. Later, when Countess Jing' an's health deteriorated, Old Matriarch took over for a period of time. When the eldest granddaughter-in-law married into the family, the He Estate's chores were handed over to Zou shi.

She was now managing everything inside and out.

Once they were out of Qingwen Hall, He Changdi resumed his icy expression. He flung Chu Lian's arm away and headed for the courtyard of the He Manor first.

Xiyan stared at the straight back of the new son-in-law, her entire face scrunched up. She called out softly, "Sixth Miss." Chu Lian smiled bitterly and shook her head.

After comforting Xiyan with his gaze, he also headed towards the courtyard.

Who knew what was wrong with He Sanlang.

Returning to their own courtyard, He Changdi only sat in the outer room and drank a cup of tea before he went back to Qing Yu Tang. Chu Lian was sitting in the inner room, watching Xiyan and Fuyan helping her pack up the dowry she brought from the Ying Gong fu. Only when she heard the noise from the outer room did she know that he had gone out.

It turned out that this trip was just a show for the ancestor to see!

Chu Lian couldn't help but frown.

Sigh … What the hell is going on? Why is this He Changdi completely different from what was written in the book!

What exactly went wrong?

But other than him, the others were all exactly the same?

She couldn't figure it out, so she decided not to think about it. In the book, the female lead's four "wild goose" maidservants were all little beauties, and each had their own strengths.

However, only Xiyan and Fuyan grew up with the female lead, while Jing Yan and Ming Yan were bestowed to them by the Ying Gong fu when the female lead got married.

She now knew the characters and thoughts of these four maidservants, as well as how they would end up in the future.

Even Fuyan's occasional glances at He Changdi didn't escape her notice.

Xiyan glanced at her mistress from time to time as she packed up the boxes. She had a stomach full of things she wanted to say to Sixth Miss, but with the other senior maidservants by her side, it was really hard for her to speak.

Thinking about how Sixth Miss had rushed to the Matriarch's courtyard to serve tea that morning and hadn't eaten much, Xiyan thought for a moment and said, "Third Young Mistress must be hungry. How about this servant bring some refreshments over?"

Chu Lian nodded absent-mindedly.

Very quickly, Xiyan returned with an exquisite food box. The head servant in the main kitchen of Duke Jing'an's estate was very polite. When she heard that Xiyan wanted refreshments from Third Young Mistress, she picked up the freshly made refreshments and brought them back for Xiyan.

Xiyan took out the refreshments from the food box one by one. In order to make Sixth Miss happy, she purposely raised her voice and teased, "Third Young Mistress, look at these refreshments. We've never seen them in the Ying Gong fu before!

It's beautifully made. Have a taste. "

Chu Lian took a moment to look down and couldn't help but pout. To a foodie who had eaten all over the world, these square-shaped refreshments that were clearly made from pumpkin were not only lacking in beauty, but were simply sprinkled with a few peach blossoms, and they were considered beautiful?

Did Xiyan have any sense of beauty?

The smell of vegetable oil wafted out from the pumpkin refreshments, bringing with it a pungent smell.

Chu Lian couldn't help but think that this head servant in charge of the kitchen couldn't have been instructed by someone to give her a show of strength, right?

She tried hard to recall, but there was no such plot in the original novel.

Unable to withstand Xiyan's expectant gaze, Chu Lian picked up a piece of pumpkin refreshment and tasted it.

It was obvious that she had added too much icing sugar. Not only did the piece not taste like pumpkin, but it also tasted like she had eaten a spoonful of sugar.

This...

Chu Lian forced herself to eat a piece, and then she didn't want to touch a second piece.

How could Duke Jing'an's estate be a noble family? Did they only eat these kinds of refreshments?

Chu Lian, who had almost had her throat chopped off, didn't even look at the cup of tea that Fuyan had poured for her and gulped it down.

However, just as the tea entered her throat, Chu Lian's eyes widened, and in the next second, she spat it out without a care for her image.

The personal maidservants were all shocked, thinking that something had happened to Chu Lian.

"Third Young Mistress, what's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"

Xiyan, who had been serving her for a long time, was about to cry.

Chu Lian put the teacup in her hand down on the table and spat a few times before she finally spat out the tea that had all sorts of strange flavors like onions, ginger, garlic, and so on.

"Quick, bring me plain water!"

Xiyan heard Chu Lian's instructions and hurriedly poured a cup of warm water for her.

This time, Chu Lian had learned her lesson. She first stretched out her head to take a closer look at the porcelain teacup in front of her. It was indeed a cup of clear, white water. Only then did she gulp it down without any hesitation.

After the strange taste in her mouth had completely dissipated, she could finally let out a long sigh of relief.

"What's in this teacup?"

Why was there onions, ginger, garlic, cinnamon, and all sorts of other condiments? As soon as she caught her breath, Chu Lian asked urgently.

"It's fried tea, Third Young Mistress. Isn't that your favorite?" Xiyan blinked her slightly red eyes as she said this. She handed the handkerchief in her hand to Chu Lian to wipe her mouth.

Fried tea!

That's right, she remembered that when China's tea culture first started to spread, fried tea was the first to be popular. But she never thought that the Wu Dynasty in this novel would also drink fried tea …

The frying tea here was completely different from the frying tea of the future. Perhaps it was because frying tea had just become popular, there were no special rules to speak of. All kinds of seasonings were added to the tea powder and cooked. Once it was cooked, special tools were used to make bubbles. If a brilliant tea master was to draw on the bubbles, it would look a bit like the freshly ground cappuccinos in coffee shops with foam patterns.

But the various strange tastes couldn't be compared to coffee.

Chu Lian was a little nervous when she served tea this morning, so she didn't notice what the tea here looked like.

Chu Lian waved at Xiyan and Fuyan and found an excuse. "I don't have a good appetite these days. I want to eat something light. In the future, there's no need for fried tea. Warm water is fine."

Xiyan was a little anxious when she heard Chu Lian's words. "Third Young Mistress, how can you do that? Fried tea is your specialty!

It's meant to be used as a decoration. How can you not drink fried tea in the future?! "

Yes, fried tea had long been popular in the Wu Dynasty. Many daughters of noble families would specially learn the art of fried tea in their boudoirs. The more flavors the fried tea was, the more elegant the person frying it was, and the more they would be praised by the nobles.

When Xiyan said this, Chu Lian really did recall that the book mentioned that the female lead's skill in frying tea was excellent. Once, when the Duke of England was entertaining guests, he had specially asked her to make tea.

It wasn't easy to be a noble daughter of the Wu Dynasty. One had to have a few skills to show.

The Chu Sixth Young Mistress was actually not valued in the Duke of England's residence. Her other skills were mediocre among her sisters, but only frying tea was good. No wonder Xiyan was so anxious when she heard that Chu Lian didn't want to drink fried tea.

Unfortunately, the current Chu Lian was not the Chu Lian she knew. Even if she liked to drink fried tea, she didn't know how to make it.

Moreover, she really didn't think that fried tea tasted good. With so many condiments put together, it was more likely to be called a dark cuisine.

"Alright, I only said that I don't want to drink it. I didn't say that I won't make tea in the future."

Chu Lian could only deal with it like this. She wasn't the original female lead. Although her identity was there, it wasn't good to change too much in such a short time.

When the senior maids heard her say this, they let out a big sigh of relief and relaxed.

Chu Lian put her hand to her forehead.

Fuyan's large eyes turned, and her gaze fell on the plate of golden, mouth-watering desserts on the table. She secretly swallowed. It was just as Xiyan had said. She had never eaten such beautiful desserts in the Duke of England's residence before!

"Third Young Mistress, what do you think of these desserts?"

Chu Lian was so shocked by the taste of the fried tea that she had almost forgotten about the desserts. She shook her head in disappointment. "The taste is average. It's too sweet and cloying. You guys should try it too and see if it's the same."

Chu Lian purely wanted to test the tastes of the people here. Xiyan and Fuyan had been by the female lead's side in the past, so they probably knew the female lead's taste the best. Letting them try it was the best way.

When the four senior maids heard her words, their eyes lit up. Ming Yan and Jing Yan had been chosen by the Duke of England to be part of Chu Lian's dowry before her wedding. They used to be second-rank maids in the residence, but their lives weren't very good.