This is terrible! My future prime minister keeps trying to kiss me forcibly.

Chapter 158 Fighting Fire with Fire

Ye Xiaoxiao looked amusedly at the person beside her who was inexplicably jealous, and squeezed He Jing's hand with her other hand, as if she were pouting:

"Ah Jing, I'm hungry. Is there anything to eat?"

Upon hearing this, He Jing turned to look at the people who had been busy in the kitchen.

The group felt a little guilty under his gaze. They had been busy for a long time but hadn't managed to produce anything; the dish they cooked was burnt.

The soup was still simmering in the pot, and it was unclear whether it was safe to eat.

He Wuyang recalled that she had originally entered the room to ask her older brother to go out and cook, but she had completely forgotten about it once she entered the room.

Later, my sister-in-law woke up, and she was so happy that she forgot everything.

Yu Qingchuan's hand trembled as he took the pulse; he remembered there was still soup simmering in the pot.

Soon, a burnt smell wafted from the kitchen and entered everyone's noses.

"What's burnt?" Ye Xiaoxiao sniffed and looked at the group of people.

For the first time, a hint of helplessness flashed in He Jing's eyes. This family couldn't do without him!

He stood up abruptly, his eyes sweeping over the children. Before leaving, he made up his mind to pick one of the younger ones to practice his cooking skills.

Stepping into the courtyard, He Jing paused, turned back, and stared intently at Yu Qingchuan, his deep voice carrying into the room:

"I would like to trouble you, Young Master Yu, to come and help me start the fire."

Upon hearing this, Madam He immediately stopped him, saying that Young Master Yu was a guest, and her son was going too far, making a guest do chores was unreasonable.

However, upon seeing Yu Qingchuan's white clothes stained with dirt from the firewood pile, Mother He fell silent again.

What was Young Master Yu doing in the kitchen just now?

Just now... it seems... he was the one tending the fire?

Never mind, we're already so familiar with each other, so let's not be so formal with him.

"Dr. Ye has just woken up and is still weak, so he should have something light to drink."

Yu Qingchuan sat in front of the glowing red stove, offering a kind reminder.

He Jing opened the lid, scoffed inwardly, and asked with a barbed tone, "What does Young Master Yu think of this roast chicken?"

Yu Qingchuan didn't argue with him, and said gently, "This roast chicken is probably a bit too spicy, so it's not suitable for Doctor Ye to eat. But I think Young Master He is a bit too hot-tempered, so it would be better for you to eat it. In medical theory, we also believe in using poison to fight poison."

He Jing scooped the "roast chicken" out of the pot. The originally golden chicken skin had been burned black, and the rich aroma of stewed chicken had disappeared, replaced by a burnt smell.

After listening to Yu Qingchuan's words, He Jing glanced sideways at this seemingly gentle, refined, and polite young man.

This person may not be as simple as he seems on the surface; he may be a smiling tiger.

"Tell me, what are you planning?"

Yu Qingchuan smiled and glanced at the deep-thinking He Jing.

"Young Master He, why do you have such hostility towards me? Don't worry, I won't do anything to harm you."

He Jing was a shrewd person, and as soon as he heard what the other person said, he knew that the other person must have investigated him.

"You were secretly investigating me?"

Yu Qingchuan calmly stepped on an overly long branch and snapped it with a crisp "crack." Only then did he slowly and methodically put the broken branch into the stove, which was burning fiercely.

The humble and gentle young master from a noble family, dressed in white, exuded an air of refined elegance that couldn't be concealed even when he was tending a fire.

"Young Master He, it's not really an investigation, I just want to know what kind of family my junior sister comes from?"

Yu Qingchuan couldn't help but chuckle, never expecting that he would one day master the skill of burning firewood.

Upon hearing his words, He Jing thought of the wooden plaque in Xiao Xiao's hand, a look of understanding flashed across his face, followed by a hint of confusion: "You're from the Thousand Machines Sect? Why do you call Xiao Xiao your junior sister?"

When Yu Qingchuan saw that the other party had figured out the whole story so quickly and even figured out his identity, a hint of admiration flashed in his eyes.

Unexpectedly, although He Jing lives in this remote mountain area, he is quite knowledgeable about things outside.

In fact, He Jing knew about the Thousand Machines Sect only because he had heard of it in his previous life. There was such a force in the martial arts world, but he had never had any dealings with it, so he was not very clear about it.

"My master feels he is getting old and wants to take on a final disciple to pass on his mantle. I saw that Doctor Ye's medical skills and character were both good, so I recommended her to my master. As for the specifics, it depends on my master's own decision."

Yu Qingchuan explained to He Jing, a hint of helplessness creeping into his smile.

He would never say that his master only thought of taking on a disciple to pass the time because he had nothing to do all day.