"The side imperial concubine calms down, your highness this will have a meal in the mansion? If you hear what's going on here, it's not good. " The servant girl advised hard.

Ma Shiya's voice trembled coldly: "Your Highness's soul has been taken away by the fox. Where do you care about me?"

In addition to the wedding night with her warm, these days, are staying in Princess Yizhu's room.

A two are foxy son, both with her to grab men, she has lost the imperial concubine position, how can you lose the favor of pineapple cloud to her.

Seeing that she was so angry, people didn't dare to say a word, and no one dared to persuade her.

Only Jiaolan, Ma Shiya's maid from her mother's side, dared to come forward and comfort her: "Miss, don't be angry. In my opinion, I'd better find a way. It's said that a wife is not as good as a concubine, and a concubine is not as good as stealing. Your highness may have the same mentality. "

"You have a point." Ma Shiya's eyes narrowed. She was her maid.

These people with wood like pestle here, looking at upset, she roared: "you don't fast roll, all give this imperial concubine roll."

The next people have to order, this is a relief, quickly back down.

After shaking them back, Jiaolan came forward, kneaded Ma Shiya's shoulder and said, "Miss, this is just the beginning. Why can't you stand it. His Highness has a noble status. In the future, more and more women will like him. "

Such words are very familiar. Ma Shiya remembers that her mother also said so.

"Jiaolan, what do you think I should do?" Her eyes were a little confused.

Jiaolan's eyes were full of killing: "Miss, men are romantic. This kind of thing can't be avoided. If your highness is playing outside, it's OK. But if you are in love, then that woman can't stay. Take advantage of the fact that she hasn't entered the government yet, and deal with her thoroughly, otherwise it will be more troublesome in the future. "

This is not the reason Ma Shiya heard.

She clenched her fist: "you're right. This bitch must not stay. She's against me many times, and she's on two boats. She should never, never, hook up with her highness. Since she doesn't know what to do, don't blame me for being cruel. "

Jiaolan echoed: "Miss, shall we ask the killer to get her head?"

Finish saying, the servant girl mouth mutters, that woman is also fateful, sent the top killer, all can't let her die, no wonder let the young lady so headache.

"No, the killer is too attractive. Please go over it once and again. It's easy for people to catch hold of it." After Ma Shiya's anger, she felt much better. After being reminded by Jiaolan, she became more active and calm.

Beautiful eyes turn, a poison plan produced: "death is too cheap for her, I want her life is not like death, with a broken body to live in the world."

"What is the lady going to do?"

Ma Shiya's eyes were burning with a cluster of angry flames: "you go to spend a lot of money to find some outlaws, bind that little bitch, and wait for my order, you will destroy her innocence and scratch her face. I'd like to see Xue Wan become a pair of broken shoes and ugly. Which man will want her? "

After listening to her description, Jiaolan shivered.

Miss changed, before even an ant dare not step on, now said to destroy a person, eyes do not blink.

Sure enough, what the lady said was right. In her heart, the young lady has the style of being a housewife. If she suffers more setbacks, she will be able to arouse her potential bitterness.

"Yes, miss." Jiaolan should be under, then began to focus on preparation.

……

After that day, Xue Wan's mood was obviously better, just like a plant that lost its moisture. Under the irrigation of sunshine, rain and dew, it radiated vitality again.

These days, she went to the restaurant more frequently, and Dongfang always changed every day to make delicious food for her.

After raising her stomach, she even felt that Xue Fu's chef could not satisfy her stomach.

Today's Xue Wan is pretty, just like a graceful lotus.

As usual, when she came to Dongyang restaurant, she went straight to the small kitchen in the backyard. Sure enough, she saw the pretty figure in the old place.

At this time, Dongfang was wearing an apron and cutting vegetables with a kitchen knife.

He was wearing a white robe and his ink hair was flying. His broad robe was pulled up, revealing his white but vigorous skin.

When he is cooking, he has a different charm, which makes people look very warm and warm.

It was lunch time, and the restaurant staff were very busy.

Only the East quietly cooks the delicious food in its hands, leaving the world and being independent.

From time to time, the waiter came in and out with vegetables. When he saw the noise coming from the small kitchen, he couldn't help saying, "young master, you've been very diligent in the restaurant recently."

"Not only do you come here frequently, but you cook as well."

"Yes? The young master has been in Beijing for several years. Before, he always appeared in restaurants once a month, but now he lives in restaurants. "

"You know what, don't you see that girl? Now I'm washing my hands for my sweetheart. "

Hearing the comments of the guys, Dongfang glanced back and saw that the guy who was talking happily just now was very busy before he got angry.

His eyes fell on Xue Wan, and immediately became soft: "Wan'er, here you are."

Xue Wan looked at his face and felt sweet. This man was different from her, and he couldn't even speak loudly.

She stepped on the lotus steps and came in with a mischievous smile: "here, for a while, you are too involved in cooking."

Dongfang's hand stopped and looked up at her: "Wan'er, go out and wait. After a while, the fumes will smoke you, but it's not beautiful. I'm one more dish short. It'll be ready in a minute. "

"Don't cook in the future, sir. You are such a pyrotechnic person. How can you soak in the kitchen for Wan'er?" Xue Wan leaned over and rubbed his shoulder.

Eastern dark green eyes shining, fell on her pretty face, ready to appear gentle: "I am willing to cook for you, like to see you eat a face of satisfaction."

"Sir..." Xue Wan called. She is a snack. She likes to collect all kinds of delicious food.

But she didn't want him to work so hard.

He's a man. Don't you think a gentleman is far away from cooking?

"Well, go to Yajian and wait." Be distressed by her, the East in the heart is very useful, this silly wench, didn't see that he is capturing her heart with delicious food?

Let him play the piano and soak in the kitchen every day, he will go crazy.

However, Xue Wan was the first to let him into the kitchen.

"Good." Xue Wan was ordered to jump to the restaurant. When she got to the second floor, someone blocked her way.

"Xue Wan, I haven't seen you for a long time. You come to the restaurant very often recently." The visitor is slim and graceful, and his face is covered with gauze. His eyes are very beautiful and meaningful.