程云朔看着端上来的菜，“怎么这几天我娘都送菜来吗？”                                                                                “嗯。”陆令筠点着头，“这儿还有两道菜，田螺和牛肉，世子您尝尝。”                                                                                “好。”                                                                                程云朔完全没疑心，大口大口吃，陆令筠今儿自己小厨房做的菜还都是他不爱吃，他不由筷子全都落在秦韶景那边送来的三道菜里。                                                                                没一会儿，秦韶景这边送来的菜都叫他吃得七七八八。                                                                                待得他吃完后，还没起身，就听见陆令筠开口道，“哎呦，怎么回事？”                                                                                “怎么了？”程云朔看向陆令筠，就见她这会儿眉头紧锁。                                                                                陆令筠捂着自己肚子道，“我怎么觉得有些腹痛。”                                                                                陆令筠这边话音落下，程云朔随之感受到自己腹胀难耐。