MTL - I Became the Prime Minister’s Adored Wife after Transmigrating-Chapter 322 I also feel strange!

  Chapter 322 I also find it strange!

Ji Zhao felt that his tone was already very gentle, but the young boy in front of him still widened his eyes in horror, and then shrank his neck, those dark eyes glowed with moist luster, as if breaking into Innocent deer in the tiger's den.

"Don't be afraid." Ji Zhao lowered his tone a few decibels, and asked softly, "It's okay even if you drink all the rib soup, we won't blame you, I'm just curious, you have been sitting Tangting didn’t go to the kitchen at all, how could he drink so much soup?”

  A bold guess emerged in Ji Zhao's heart, and she didn't dare to think about it any further.

  The little boy sitting obediently on the bench looked up at her in a daze, and finally nodded slightly.

  As long as it is what he wants, he can get it immediately.

   This is also the reason why he survived after being locked in the secret room for so long.

  Ji Zhao felt his head was a little bewildered, this little boy, can he really do teleportation?

  She glanced back at Shen Yao who was also silent in disbelief. After the husband and wife exchanged glances, they didn't know how to speak.

   This ability is really rare!

   "I remember there are some biscuits in the kitchen, do you want to eat?" Ji Zhao thought for a while, then said to the boy in front of him.

  The boy didn't speak, but nodded obediently, looking at Ji Zhao with a little more expectation in his eyes.

   "Then you take it yourself?" Ji Zhao tentatively asked, "Sitting here, can you get it?"

  The boy didn't speak.

  Ji Zhao turned around and glanced at Shen Yao again.

   In the blink of an eye, a sesame seed cake really popped out of the boy's hand—

"I'm afraid we can't send people to Ci'an Hall for the time being." After a long silence, Shen Yao frowned and said in a deep voice, "We still don't know the identity of this young boy, and he has such a strange ability. He sent him to Ci'an Hall, fearing that he would cause trouble..."

   "That's right." Ji Zhao agreed with Shen Yao's concerns.

  After some discussion between the couple, they decided to keep the young boy first.

   "Do you still remember your name?" Ji Zhao looked at the restless young boy, bent slightly to look at him, and said with a gentle smile.

  The little boy still shook his head and remained silent.

   "Since we found you in the wine cellar, can you call me Xiaojiu from now on?"

  As Ji Zhao's voice fell, the little boy, no, it should be said that Xiao Jiu nodded obediently.

  After Xiaojiu settled down, Ji Zhao turned around and went back to the house. At that time, Shen Yao had just made the mattress.

   "Are you still thinking about Xiao Jiu's identity?" Seeing her frowning face, Shen Yao walked around behind her, pressed her temples lightly with both hands, and asked softly.

"Well," Ji Zhao nodded, "Shen Yao, who do you think Xiao Jiu is? He looks younger than Chen Chen, but he actually has such a special ability? Taking things from the air! "

  It's a pity that Xiao Jiu can't speak.

   "Please help me take a look at it tomorrow," Shen Yao comforted softly, "Since we found Xiao Jiu in the wine cellar, this is also the fate between us and Xiao Jiu."

   "That's true." Ji Zhao nodded immediately, she believed in fate.

  Maybe it was their destiny that they could rescue Xiao Jiu?

   "Go to bed early," Shen Yao smiled slightly, and said softly, "Don't you have to go to the Spring Breeze Restaurant tomorrow morning?"

   "Yeah!" Ji Zhao nodded hastily.

  The Spring Breeze Restaurant will open soon, so she has to recharge her energy to make good preparations!

   Not long after, Ji Zhao fell into a sweet dreamland.

  Hearing her steady and sweet breathing, Shen Yao raised his eyebrows helplessly.

  His little daughter-in-law is really big-hearted!

   But that's fine, if you put too many things in your heart, it will make you tired.

  The next morning, when Immortal Xianhe came to Peach Blossom Xiaozhu, he smelled a strong fragrance.

Peach Blossom Building, Shen Yao specially named his and Ji Zhao's small courtyard, and he also purposely hung a small square plaque on one side of the gate, with the words Peach Blossom Building written on it, handsome and powerful, Extra eye-catching.

"This aroma? What kind of soup is it?" As early as half an hour ago, Immortal Xianhe had already tasted the very famous Shaoji wonton in Fucheng, but at this moment, he felt that the wontons he had just eaten had been digested. The scent that got into the nose is so tempting!

"Master, are you here?" Hearing the familiar voice, Ji Zhao came out of the kitchen in a hurry, and greeted him with a smile, "My mother went to the market this morning to buy some sheep bones, and now she is stewing sheep What about the soup, has Master eaten it? If not, I will bring you a bowl of mutton soup later?"

   Master Xianhe nodded immediately, "It smells delicious, if you have extra, give me a bowl too!"

   "Okay." Ji Zhao responded with a hearty smile.

  After a quarter of an hour, Immortal Crane looked at Xiao Jiu, frowned slightly, "Open your mouth."

  But Xiao Jiu nervously hid behind Shen Yao.

   It's strange to say that when Xiao Jiu faced Shen Yao and Ji Zhao yesterday, she was still a little defensive, but now she is dependent.

   "Little Jiu, good boy." Shen Yao quickly comforted him, "Don't be nervous, senior has no malicious intentions."

  Finally Xiao Jiu opened her mouth obediently.

  A moment later, Immortal Crane said in a deep voice, "This kid is not dumb, he just can't speak."

  There is no abnormality in the pulse condition, and there is no sign of damage even in the throat.

  This kind of result is definitely not a little dumb.

   "Thank you, Master." At that time, Ji Zhao came in with mutton vermicelli soup, and smiled gratefully at Immortal Crane, "Master, you can eat first!"

  Xiao Jiu stared at the bowl of mutton vermicelli soup in Ji Zhao's hand, and couldn't help swallowing.

   "Don't worry," Ji Zhao raised his eyes and smiled at Xiao Jiu, "Sister will serve you a bowl later."

  The mutton soup that has been stewed for an hour is fragrant and delicious;

   Paired with chewy and smooth sweet potato vermicelli, full of chewiness.

  The mutton processed by Ji Zhao not only does not smell bad, but also retains an authentic meaty aroma. In addition, there are chopped green onions dotted on the top of the noodle soup, which makes people appetite.

   Rao is the real Xianhe who has already eaten wontons, and he couldn't resist eating two bowls of mutton vermicelli soup in succession!

   Immortal Xianhe burped twice in succession, and finally looked up at Ah Jiu who was still eating, and said enviously, "It's better to be young, no matter how much you eat, you won't fill your stomach!"

  Just the moment his voice fell, he also realized something was wrong.

   "Has he already eaten four bowls? Why isn't he full yet?" Immortal Xianhe asked with a look of surprise, frowning.

   "Master, Xiao Jiu drank a whole crock pot of pork rib soup by himself last night..." Ji Zhao said quickly, "I also find it strange!"

  (end of this chapter)