The Demon Queen of Divine Doctor is not to be trifled with

Chapter 847 Familiar People

Chapter 847 Familiar People

The appearance of the young master of the Wang family in Pingxi was an unexpected surprise for Ye Wenyan.

She didn't intend to take advantage of the child, but if she could talk to the child, maybe she could get some more information out of him.

So she walked forward, squatted down and spoke to the child: "Are you the young master?"

The King of Pingxi's surname was Ji and his given name was Ji Lingbai. Although no one had called him by this name for many years, she still found it out.

This little master is four years old this year. Guiyue's concubine has been married to the palace for five years, and she became pregnant with this child as soon as she entered the palace.

Originally, according to the prince's favor for the concubine, this child had a high chance of becoming the crown prince.

But the throne has been passed down to the current generation, and the next children have no throne to inherit, so the crown prince no longer exists.

Ye Wenyan was squatting in front of the child. They were about the same height. She looked at the child, and the child was also looking at her. After looking at her for a while, she heard the child say, "You are really ugly."

Ye Wenyan: ...

Aunt Zhao was already running over here, and when she was only a few steps away she shouted as she ran: "Hey, young master, why are you running here alone again? Where are the maids and servants? Have you been left behind again?"

The child looked back at her, nodded seriously, and asked seriously, "Am I awesome?"

What could Madam Zhao say? She could only coax him, "Great, great. Well, let me take you back! The kitchen is filled with fumes. Young Master, you are a noble person, you cannot come to such a place."

"But the kitchen smells so good!" The child grabbed the door frame and refused to leave. "I like the smell of the kitchen. I won't leave. Don't come over here. If you come over here, I'll yell at you and say you're mistreating me."

Nanny Zhao was so embarrassed that she had to stand still.

Ye Wenyan thought this kid was really interesting. He actually liked the smell of the kitchen. Did he have a talent for being a cook?

That's right. The throne of King Pingxi cannot be inherited by the next generation, so this child will be a commoner in the future. If he cannot enter the officialdom through the imperial examination, he must learn a skill to avoid starving to death in the future.

"Can I find someone to teach you how to cook?" She began to coax the child, "You are a beginner, you should start with knife skills."

The child was very confused, "Why should I learn to cook?"

"Don't you like the smell of the kitchen? Don't you want to be a cook?"

The child thought that this ugly woman in front of him was mentally ill. "I like to smell the food. I'm hungry and greedy, not because I want to be a cook! I'm a young master. How can I be a cook?"

Ye Wenyan: "..." She was too narrow-minded. "Then, young master, what would you like to eat?"

The child poked his head into the kitchen. "What are you cooking?"

Ye Wenyan looked back and told him: "Oden."

"What is oden?"

“It’s something you haven’t eaten before.”

"Can you let me have a taste?"

"Yes, but there is one condition."

"What conditions."

"Don't call me ugly anymore."

"...Okay, pretty sister."

"Good boy!" Ye Wenyan was satisfied. He happily gave the child a few skewers of oden that he had just invented today, and a bowl of soup. Then he took the child's hand and sat in the yard to eat. The young master of the Pingxi Palace had eaten spicy food since he was a child, and had seen all kinds of scenes. But he had never eaten this kind of food before! Especially this style of stringing everything together was unheard of.

But... "It's so delicious!" The four-year-old child can't speak much, and his way of expressing deliciousness is to keep stuffing food into his mouth.

So much so that Ye Wenyan had to remind him: "Eat slowly, no one is going to snatch it from you. If it's not enough, there's more!"

Seeing that the two of them were getting along well, Madam Zhao was relieved. She wanted to ask someone to look for the servants around the young master, but after looking at Ye Wenyan, she quickly gave up the idea.

If an outsider comes to the kitchen and sees Xiao Yaoyao, the young wife, something bad might happen!

Just like that, no one went outside to say that the young master was here.

Those people outside who were looking for the child did not expect that the child would run into the big kitchen again.

There is no way, the Pingxi Palace is too big.

The child ate five skewers of oden and drank two bowls of soup. Finally, he touched his stomach and said he couldn't eat any more.

But Ye Wenyan didn't want to let him go and wanted to cultivate their relationship with him.

So I took the initiative to say: "How about I tell you a story!"

There is no child who doesn't like to listen to stories, so the fairy tales of later generations came out of her mouth one by one, and soon attracted the child.

But Ye Wenyan refused to keep talking. He stopped after a while and said to the child, "You should go back. Otherwise, if the people outside start looking for you, our kitchen will be implicated."

The child refused to leave and held on to her hand, insisting on listening to the whole story.

So Ye Wenyan said to Zhao Mama: "Why don't I take him back and send him back to his own territory and then I'll come back. It's a good opportunity to tell stories while walking."

When the child heard that he could walk and listen to stories at the same time, he was immediately happy: "Okay!"

Aunt Zhao stared at Ye Wenyan with a frown on her face, and after a while she asked her, "Xiao Yaoyao, did you do this on purpose?"

Ye Wenyan pretended to be confused, "What do you mean by intentional?"

Zhao Ma said, "You deliberately made such a thing, the purpose is to leave the kitchen and go to the palace, right? At the beginning, I agreed to let you stay, firstly because you can really come up with good dishes, and secondly, I saw that you and your husband have a good relationship and you won't have any bad intentions. But now why do I feel more and more wrong? Are you a little too enthusiastic?"

Ye Wenyan felt that he was indeed a little anxious, but there was nothing he could do, he had to be anxious!

She had too many things on her mind, and if she didn't solve them quickly, she wouldn't be able to sleep well for the whole day. "Mammy, you're overthinking. I don't have that in mind. Besides, I didn't ask this child to come here. I was ordered to take care of him in times of crisis. Since Mammy doesn't want me to send him off, then I don't care. Whoever wants to send him off can do it!"

As she said this, she let go of the child's hand. But the child was not happy and turned against Zhao Mama directly - "Old woman, are you sick? Why don't you let the pretty sister tell me a story? Are you jealous that she is prettier than you?"

Aunt Zhao was so angry that her nose almost got crooked. She was so old, was she worthy of being jealous of this?

As a result, after the child made a fuss, she no longer had time to think about Ye Wenyan's purpose. She just wanted to send this hot potato back quickly so that she could have some peace and quiet. Otherwise, if she kept it for too long, something bad might happen!

So Ye Wenyan smoothly took the child's hand and walked out of the big kitchen of the Pingxi Palace.

She originally wanted to walk around the palace to see if she could see or hear anything. But she never expected to run into an acquaintance here...