Song Sui nodded and the couple went back to the yard.

"Rong Qiao brought out the pot." Ji Yun served Song Sui to take off her outer robe, sat down at the table, and said loudly.

Rong Qiao agreed outside and came in with a casserole. Fucha followed behind, with a bowl and spoon in the tray in his hand.

"Madam, what is this?" Song Sui couldn't help swallowing when he smelled a strong smell of meat.

Ji Yun smiled and opened the lid of the pot. It contained ginseng casserole chicken. She sent away two maids, and personally served a bowl of soup and placed it in front of Song Sui. "Master, this is something I specially made for you."

"What did this chicken just now..."

"Master, there is only one chicken, so many people, there is not enough share." Ji Yun urged him, "Master, drink it soon, it will be bad if the soup is cold."

Song Sui drank a bowl of hot soup, and felt both body and mind warm, and said, "Madam, too."

"If you don't eat me, I will give it to the master. The master is the pillar of our family. As long as you are good, I will let you eat radish and vegetables, and I will also think it is a delicacy." Ji Yun said sensationally.

"Yun'er, my good Yun'er." Song Sui held her hand tightly with emotion.
Chapter completed!