She Is Jumping From The Frying Pan Into The Fire

The dishes were served. There was duck braised with chestnuts, braised carp with licorice, spinach tofu soup, and two bowls of white rice.

Nanny Rong put a piece of tofu into her bowl and sat on a small stool, "I'm just a servant. I can't eat at the same table as you. My teeth are not good, so I can only eat tofu. Madam, please eat more."

Chu Yunyao looked at the dishes on the table and pretended to be surprised, "The food in the Young Marshal's Mansion is so sumptuous."

Nanny Rong glanced at Chu Yunyao disdainfully and thought, "As I expected, a country bumpkin had never seen the world. She looked like she was hungry when she saw something delicious."

"These ingredients were originally prepared for the Young Marshal, but he didn't have a good appetite, so he changed to vegetarian food at the last minute. I was afraid of wasting it, so I prepared them and brought them over for you to eat. The Governor likes my cooking. Young Madam, please try it." Nanny Rong urged.

It turned out that she was an older woman proficient in pharmacology.

If she did not know that duck meat couldn't be eaten with chestnuts, carp couldn't be eaten with licorice, and spinach couldn't be eaten with tofu. She could not expect what would happen if she ate too much.

Chu Yunyao picked up a few pieces of spinach and put them in her bowl, "It's a waste of your cooking. Before I got married, the doctor told me that if I wanted the pustules on my face to disappear as soon as possible, I had to avoid eating meat or fish. I can only eat some vegetables."

Nanny Rong's expression changed, and she looked sharply at Chu Yunyao. Seeing her face full of regret, she advised, "It's okay to eat some."

Chu Yunyao shook her head and said firmly, "No, if my face doesn't get better, I'll feel disgusted just by looking at it, not to mention the Mashal."

After eating two mouthfuls, Chu Yunyao put down her chopsticks. "I'm going to the pharmacy to get some medicine later. Nanny, do you want to come with me?"

Nanny Rong nodded, "Of course, I'll follow you."

Seeing that Chu Yunyao had only eaten some white rice and spinach and had not touched the rest of the meat dishes, Nanny Rong cursed secretly. She turned around and brewed a cup of tea for Chu Yunyao, "Young Madam, drink some tea and clean your mouth."

Chu Yunyao smelled the hot tea and took the porcelain cup, "Thank you, Nanny. I'll drink it when it's cold."

After Nanny Rong left with the dishes, Chu Yunyao grabbed the cup of tea with the fertility powder and poured it into the flower pot in the corner of the bedroom.

The Military Governor's wife seemed quite hostile to the Young Marshal. She did not want her to die immediately, but she did not want her to live well. She even wanted her to be infertile.

She was jumping from the frying pan into the fire.

Nanny Rong returned to the room and saw that Chu Yunyao had finished all the hot tea. Her expression became relaxed, and she smiled. "Young Madam, the butler has prepared the carriage. We can go out when we are ready."

Chu Yunyao found another handkerchief in the cupboard to cover her face. She followed Nanny Rong out the door. When they passed the front yard, they saw a black car slowly driving into the yard. After it stopped, the driver jumped out of the seat and opened the door of the back seat.

A pair of leather boots wrapped around his long, straight legs were exposed, and he landed steadily on the ground. Mo Lingyuan came out of the car in his military uniform. He had a belt around his waist, which made his shoulders wide and his waist narrow. He looked dignified.

There was a faint smile on his handsome face, which exuded power rather than anger. In contrast to the fierce and icy individual who had fired at him earlier that morning, he seemed like an entirely different person.

Mo Lingyuan went to the other side of the car, opened the back seat door, and helped the girl out of the car like a gentleman.

"Second Miss Cheng? Why is she here?" Nanny Rong glared at her as if she wanted to cut her into pieces.