Chapter 1730: Is she troubled

Shen Qingci opened the pot, then scooped out a bowl, and later prepared to send it to Brandon.
"Madam has been to Cang Tao?"
Asu was an accident. Why, Shen Qingci really went to Cang Tao but failed, and she was able to cook Cang Tao's food, but she has been with Shen Qingci for several years, although in the past few years, they have also Those who go north and south have never been out of the Great Zhou Jingnei.
And where did Shen Qingci learn these Cangtao meals?
"Have been there."
Shen Qingci sniffed the pimple soup in the bowl again, and couldn't help but laughed, "That was all a few years ago. At that time, you were still young."
Aso "..."
Who said she was old just now?
Now it is said that she is young, and what about this, she is finished.
Shen Qingci is still waiting to go back, fearing that the pimple soup will be cold for a while, and it will not taste good when it is cold. As for her previous great achievements, when she is free, she will tell them again.
She can guarantee that the things she has experienced are much more wonderful than those of the storytellers.
Gently, she opened the door by a small slit, and he was still busy inside. The light of the night pearl also fell on his face, softening a hazy light and shadow, and Qingjun was also noble.
Shen Qingci has not changed, and he has changed anything. He still has no beard. If he is left, he will not stay anymore. Standing with his three sons, he may not be inferior. How many of them.
"A Ning?"
Lao Hengsi put down the pen and also called Shen Qingci's name. In fact, when she came just now, he was already there, but after she only took a look, she left again. He thought she was I went to bed, but didn't think about it. Is this coming again?
Why, is he unable to sleep?
There was a creak.
Shen Qingci opened the door, brought the bowl over, and put it on the table, while she herself was sitting on the side, propping up her face with both hands.
Biao Hengsi picked up the bowl, smelled it, and it felt pretty good, "Who made this?"
Shen Qingci pointed at himself.
"This is what I learned from Cang Tao, and it is often eaten by locals. It tastes different from my Da Zhou, but it is delicious."
When Shen Qingci finished speaking, he stared at him eagerly, as if he was saying, eat quickly, and praise me after eating.
Pao Hengsi took the chopsticks on one side and ate it too.
After he took a bite, it was indeed delicious.
"I can eat this again tomorrow."
Bro Heng thought that he also liked the taste. It was not the delicacies of the mountains and the sea, nor was it carefully cooked by the chefs. Of course, it was not the delicate delicacy made by the royal chefs in the palace, but it was because it was made by Shen Qingci.
So after eating this, you will feel the taste is engrossed.
When this person is in a good mood, naturally, when he eats, he will have a different taste.
Branding is like eating.
"Give me another sip of soup."
Shen Qingci hurriedly leaned over, put the bowl in his hand in front of him, Shen Qingci took a sip, and then smiled at him.
Those eyes are as warm as water. Who says cold?
Said coldly, only because I have never known her.
In fact, she is the most softhearted person. Of course, her poor communication is only because she is busy, because she has to constantly earn money to fill the gap of the first flavor of fragrance. She can't let it go for a day, and she can't take it for a day. Leisurely.
Such a soft-hearted woman, with the people in her heart and the people's livelihood, is she comparable to those women who fight against others every day?
Brando Hengsi stretched out his hand, he couldn't help but squeezed her delicate face again. Really, she was very old and slow. Even if she looked so close, she could see the light on her skin. Point, especially under the light of Ye Mingzhu, you can faintly see those fine hairs, and those skin without any blemishes, which are not powders, but they are as if gelatinous.
Shen Qingci sat there, continuing to hold his face, waiting for Lao Hengsi to eat the bowl of pimple soup, while she lowered her head and stared at the thing that Lao Hengsi was drawing.
This seems to be the picture on that piece of silk cloth, which was enlarged by the brand, and it was also drawn on paper.
And he wrote down the picture, and even every line and mark of the picture was clearly and plainly memorized.
And he did this all night.
"Did I have nothing to look for?"
Shen Qingci felt a little guilty.
He was already busy with the affairs of Chaozhong. Every time when they came back, Emperor Wen Yuan would have a bunch of things for him to do.
Don’t look at Emperor Wenyuan having been the emperor for so many years. From Shen Qingci’s point of view, there is no growth at all. One day is inseparable from the emperor, as long as they travel for a year and a half, they will definitely stay Some difficult things to solve, and if he gets busy, he may be busy for several months.
Now she made this happen again and threw it to him, so that he could not even sleep.
Branding put down the pen, and put his hand on her face.
"Your business is my business, why don't you find anything to do? I can handle things in the palace in the daytime."
"but……"
Shen Qingci just wanted to know whether he was busy in the day and helping her with these pictures at night, whether he should sleep or rest?
"nothing."
Regardless of the branding and worry, I will solve this quickly. If you don't understand it, I can't sleep if you can't sleep.
These are the things that have become Shen Qingci's thoughts, and of course they are all pressed in his heart.
Even if this picture is not a treasure map, it doesn't matter if it is just a piece of clothing, the same item, even if there is nothing, as long as it is left by Lou Xuefei, as Yu Shen Qingci said.
All are the comfort in her heart.
Shen Qingci's obsession with her mother has always been very deep. After all, they were the mother and daughter who depended on each other back then. She watched her mother die with her own eyes and gave her mother a funeral.
Then she donated all of her mother's dowry. She was worthy of everyone, as well as the people of this big week. She could also save everyone, but she could not save her own mother.
Since Lou Xuefei left this, no matter what, he will find it for her.
"go to sleep."
Lao Hengsi smiled and tapped the corner of her eye. Tomorrow morning, I can still sleep, Bo, if your eyes turn red, you can't go out.
Shen Qingci was a little awake, but she felt that she was here, as if it had some influence on Branding.
So in the end, she stood up and left the study one step at a time. When the door of the study was closed, the lights inside were still on.