Looking at the sky, another hour had passed, and Chu Zheng couldn't help but feel tired.

Damn, this city lord is really not a job for people. Fortunately, Kou Zhong will come back tomorrow at his own urging, and he will be able to take down this annoying responsibility he doesn't want to take. Chu Zheng decided to leave tomorrow. Although he has brought back tens of thousands of victims to Kou Zhong in the past few days, he has also dealt with these hidden dangers of the Ding family for Kou Zhong and confiscated a large amount of money and grain to the warehouse, which is very worthy of him.

Chu Zheng thought while stepping into the house where Guo Xiang lived. In the elegant garden, snowflakes were spreading on the ground, plum blossoms were in full bloom, and the family members were slowly sweeping the snow. A peaceful and peaceful scene, the bloody storm last night was as unreal as a dream.

The smell of blood on Chu Zheng seemed to have dissipated most of the miscellaneous things and worries about Liangdu were thrown out of the sky.

The most suitable thing for me is to live in a large mansion like this, living a lazy rich life with sleeping until she wakes up naturally, counting money and cramping hands, and going to hell!

Chu Zheng imagined all the way, but when he approached Guo Xiang's boudoir, Chu Zheng's mood became more complicated.

When Chu Zheng thought of the little girl crying in the carriage last night, he felt guilty and nervous and embarrassed that he didn't know how to face Guo Xiang.

After hesitating for a moment, Chu Zheng was a little funny again.

I am the world's number one master in the hidden martial arts world, but I dare not enter a little girl's room? What a joke?

He pushed the door open and unexpectedly found that there was no one inside.

He touched his forehead and smiled bitterly.

Whether he admits it or not, he just needs to push the door open to realize it, and he can know that he is really confused.

Listening carefully, he found that there were voices in the kitchen more than ten meters away. Guo Xiang should be there, so Chu Zheng walked over slowly.

Sure enough, I saw Guo Xiang’s three maids from afar. They stood at the door with a bitter face, and from time to time they persuaded them but didn’t dare to go in. I knew that Guo Xiang thought they were nagging and was about to come out.

Chu Zheng couldn't help but smile. Miss Guo Er is not Li Wenxiu or Cheng Lingsu. She is a serious rich lady. How could she not have any slutty? Could it be that Xiao Dongxie's nickname is called in vain?

The three maids were stunned when they saw Chu Zheng. Just as they were about to speak, Chu Zheng made a gesture of silence and showed them to leave first. The three maids did not dare to say anything, and then quietly saluted and left quietly.

Chu Zheng pushed open the kitchen door, and a strong smell of medicinal food immediately came from it.

I only heard Xiao Guoxiang mutter, "Hey, you are not allowed to come in. No one is allowed to disturb me before I cook the medicinal soup, go out quickly!"

Chu Zheng was funny, responded vaguely, pretended to retreat, but walked in quietly and closed the door.

I saw that in the not-so-wide kitchen, Xiao Guoxiang was adding firewood branches in sequence in front of three charcoal stoves.

There are naturally three clay pots on the three charcoal stoves. Chu Zheng couldn't understand why Guo Xiang had to boil three portions at a time, but when the fire was reflected, little Guo Xiang's pretty face was covered with sweat and a little charcoal stain. Maybe he accidentally touched it when he was sweating. He probably was afraid of staying here for a long time.

Her little face was serious and persevering, as if she was competing with these three pots of medicinal soup, and she would never give up until she achieved victory.

At this time, one of the pot of medicinal medicine suddenly boiled out. Xiao Guoxiang uttered a roar and quickly lifted the lid of the pot with a cloth pad, but was smoked by the steam coming out. Her little face was immediately scalded red, but she didn't care about these things. She waved her hand to let the steam spread, and looked closer to see the situation inside the pot, and immediately sighed disappointed.

"If you put too much water in this pot of fire, the heat is urgent, and the effect of the medicine is reduced. You can't give it to your junior brother. Forget it, I'll keep it for myself." She murmured and hurriedly turned off the fire of the stove, then focused on staring at the charcoal fire of the other two stoves, and occasionally lifted the lid to see the water inside, and added some seasonings to it.

"Well, this one is too salty, it's so salty... Add some water and cook it for Xiao Cui and the others."

Xiao Guoxiang stared at the medicinal soup on the last stove with all concentration, clenched his fists to encourage himself, and looked very cute and interesting: "This is the best opportunity, I have to add salt a little bit."

Looking at the girl's nervous and careful concentration, Chu Zheng suddenly felt that his heart was filled with something warm.

It turned out that she would rather spend more energy than get three portions of medicinal soup at a time, in order to give herself the best portion...

Chu Zheng felt very guilty when he thought of drinking the soup she sent yesterday at noon and was picky.

"Hey, this time it's better than yesterday's boiled. I hope my junior brother likes it..." Guo Xiang tried the taste, and there was a look of joy on his face. He turned off the last fire, took out the big bowl of soup from the basket next to him, carefully lifted the clay pot, poured the medicinal soup inside into the mouth of the bowl, covered the soup bowl, and carefully tied it with a towel to keep it warm.

She didn't bother to wipe the sweat, and put the big bowl back into the basket and shouted: "Xiao Cui, Xiao Hong, come in and help me deliver this medicinal soup to Chu Shuai."

"Why didn't you give it to yourself this time?"

"He may be busy, I can't disturb him... Huh?" Guo Xiang realized that his voice was wrong. He turned around in surprise and saw Chu Zheng leaning against the door and looking at her.

Guo Xiang was shocked, and he hid the basket behind him, blushed with a blushing face and said, "Little brother, when did you... you came?"

"I just came here, and I came in and checked it out when I saw that the door was not closed." Chu Zheng walked over, wiped the charcoal ash and sweat beads from her little face with his sleeve, and then bounced her small forehead again: "If you don't have a good rest in bed, what are you doing here? You're sweating."

Guo Xiang took a step back guiltily, and his eyes turned and he had an idea: "Uh... Grandpa Su happened to have something to do and walked away. He asked me to take a look at the medicinal soup he made. I just came here too, haha, what a coincidence."

Pretend, you continue to install.

"Yes, it's quite a coincidence." Chu Zheng sniffed it on purpose: "It smells so good. Today's one seems to be even more fragrant than yesterday's one. By the way, senior sister, thank you for the soup yesterday, it's delicious. It's hard to cook, right?"

"Not hard..." Guo Xiang heard that he liked the soup he made, and immediately smiled happily on his face. After answering subconsciously, he realized that he had fallen into the trap of clichés and said hurriedly: "Thank you for your hard work, Grandpa Su, I'm just running..."

"Actually, I've been here for a long time."

Seeing Chu Zheng smiling, Xiao Guoxiang didn't know that he had seen through it. He stomped his feet and stepped forward to beat him lightly, blushed and said angrily: "Little brother, you were obviously very honest before, but why did you dare to tease your senior sister now because you have learned bad things?"

Chu Zheng suddenly stretched out his hand, rubbed her hair, and said seriously: "Thank you, Senior Sister, the soup you made is delicious."

Guo Xiang's face turned redder and he lowered his head and said, "You...you just like it."

She seemed to remember something and said with concern: "By the way, I heard from the maids that there seemed to be a fire in the granary last night. You were busy all night? Have you had dinner?"

"No, I'm waiting for your medicinal soup. Let's drink it together. I'm fine in the afternoon." Chu Zheng pointed to the basket behind her.

Guo Xiang's eyes lit up: "Young brother, are you here in the afternoon?"

Chu Zheng nodded, took the basket from her hand, and saw that the kitchen was warm and there were tables and chairs in the corner, so he pulled Guo Xiang over and sat down, opened the soup bowl, found two more pairs of bowls and chopsticks, and divided the soup into two portions: "One of us is half."
Chapter completed!