Chapter 775 In the Tomb 7

   Chapter 775 In the Tomb 7

  Su Yanyu hopes that Lian Qian and Chef Wang can be together and break the mundane together.

   After all, half of her life has passed. If she can only live to be fifty or sixty years old, then most of her life has passed, and there is no need to wrong herself.

  The pain in the first half of life is enough, and the second half of life should also be happy.

   But Lian Qian's life remains the same. If she hadn't known that she dreamed of becoming Chef Wang's wife many times, Su Yanyu would have thought that she didn't like Chef Wang at all.

  Lian Qian hid all the love in her heart, she didn't plan to say it at all, she just wanted to live her life like this.

  Su Yanyu was upset and only hoped that it would end soon, such a fantasy is too torturous.

   Just when Su Yanyu thought that Lian Qian would not change in this life, an accident happened.

   This year, Lian Qian is forty-five years old. She is calm and sophisticated, and she seems to have known Chef Wang for many years, and her love is still buried in her heart.

  The man and the concubine were still there, but after begging Lian Qian for no help, they never saw each other again.

   This morning, Lian Qian drank the sweet soup as usual. As soon as she ate it, she frowned and spit it out: "Where's Chef Wang?"

   was used to eating, she knew as soon as she entered the mouth that it was not that person's cooking skills.

  The maid saw Lian Qian's anger, and said tremblingly, "Master Chef Wang said that he is not in good health and can't cook today."

  Lian Qian frowned, for so many years, even if Chef Wang was ill, he would not stop cooking.

  Lian Qian was absent-minded. She didn't eat anything in the morning, and she didn't even want to take a look at the food delivered at noon. The delicate food made her not at all in the mood to eat.

   In the afternoon, I didn’t even know if the ledger was upside down. The ink was dripping on the rice paper, and it was smeared.

   At night, Lian Qian was lying on the bed, unable to close her eyes.

   It was already deep at night. She went out to the backyard. Chef Wang lived in the most remote hut in the main courtyard. Lian Qian stood outside the house, and finally raised her hand and knocked on the door.

   Inside the door, there was a sound of collision, and just when Lian Qian wanted to escape, the door opened.

   Chef Wang said lightly: "Since Madam is here, come in and sit down."

  Lian Qian walked in, and Chef Wang closed the door. On the table, there was a table of cold dishes, as well as wine pots and wine glasses, just like when we used to eat together.

  Lian Qian was a little flustered, she wanted to leave, but Chef Wang had already pushed the wine glass down in front of Lian Qian.

   Chef Wang himself took up the glass and drank it. He looked at Lian Qian and said slowly, "Mrs. Lian, do you know when we met?"

  Lian Qian suppressed the panic in her heart: "I like the bowl of sweet soup you made that year."

   Chef Wang shook his head: "No, I was fortunate enough to meet you before even Madam Lian was married."

  Lian Qian felt a little uneasy: "You are drunk, you are talking nonsense."

Chef Wang smiled lightly: "In that year, Mrs. Lian was still a young girl, and I was just a concubine of the Wang family. I like cooking, and Mrs. Lian surprised me, but I know that we will not have results. , half my life passed in a hurry, I know that Madam Lian suffers for half her life, all the dishes I have learned are for you, and I have been with you for more than ten years, does Madam have any interest in me?"

   Chef Wang looked at Lian Qian and explained the secret in his heart. He was going to pierce this layer of window paper. His eyes were very bright, and he looked at Lian Qian burningly.

  Lian Qian avoided his gaze: "Never."

   Chef Wang just smiled lightly: "If not, why didn't Madam look at me?"

  Lian Qian didn't dare to look at him.

  Su Yanyu was about to collapse and go crazy, Lian Qian was in a panic, she couldn't get over this hurdle.

Chef Wang said indifferently: "How much time can I have left in this life? I have been in love with my wife for many years, and I have a bad idea in my heart. I know that my wife is still perfect. I hate him for treating you like this. I want to accompany you in this life, but I'm too greedy, I want to be your husband, the wine I drink has the effect of acacia, and it will break out after a cup of tea, this is the only villainy act I've ever done in my life, madam, can you? willing?"

  Lian Qian glared at Chef Wang angrily: "You're crazy, you're crazy, I'll go get a doctor!"

  Lian Qian is angry and angry. She has been married for many years, and a man has never had **** with her, but she is not an ignorant girl. She knows about men and women.

   There are some overused drugs, she also knows.

Lian Qian was very confused, but when she was getting up, Chef Wang said lightly: "It's too late, this medicine is too strong, if Madam doesn't want it, then I will die. It’s already halfway through, how much time can we spend together, I want to be with Madam, if Madam is unwilling, then I am willing to die.”

"I taught an apprentice, and her cooking skills are the same as mine. When I die, she will serve my wife three meals a day for me. I told her that as long as my wife is still alive, no matter if she can live a long life, she will teach her. Send out an apprentice and continue to serve Madam."

   Chef Wang has even arranged his way back.

   The strings in Lian Qian's heart were broken. She hadn't lost control like this for many years. She looked at Chef Wang with tears in her eyes: "We missed it, if it's always been you... but it's not you..."

   She was in pain and collapsed, just like when she got married back then, she waited with joy, but was broken in the end.

   It would be great if it was Chef Wang from the beginning, but unfortunately it is not, and she, if she can't take this step, she will never be able to do it.

Chef Wang looked at Lian Qian quietly, he smiled lightly: "Madam, go back, just now, it's just a joke I made with Madam, there is no medicine in the wine, if you don't believe it, you can drink it, it's getting late. Now, Madam, go back to rest early."

   The moment they looked at each other, Lian Qian suddenly knew that Chef Wang understood her heart.

   She looked at the wine glass on the table and drank it almost without hesitation.

Lian Qian returned to the main courtyard in despair. After she fell asleep, tears kept falling from the corners of her eyes, and the pillow was soaked. She was forty-five years old. .

   Chef Wang said it was a joke, he must be joking.

   Such self-deception, even Su Yanyu knows, how can Lian Qian not know.

Su Yanyu empathized with what Lian Qian felt and knew, so this night was too hard. When it was dawn, the next person brought it up for breakfast. Lian Qian almost tasted it with trembling. When the taste was the same as the familiar one, she seemed to get like relief.

  Lian Qian instructed the maid: "Go and call Chef Wang over, I want to eat something else at noon."

   I was relieved in my heart, but I had to see it with my own eyes before I felt relieved.

   Su Yanyu felt a sadness in his heart, which he had expected.

The maid brought a fourteen-year-old girl. The girl seemed to be mentally ill, and she was a little scared when she saw Lian Qian, but she still tried her best to explain: "Master said that I will take care of my wife in the future, and I will be Master's hand. According to Master's will."

   ps: Double shift, good night everyone.

  

  

   (end of this chapter)