Chapter 389: Do I have flowers on my face?

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 "Brother Prince, I'm so tired and hungry. If you have any questions, can you let me eat first before we talk?"

"Okay, okay! Father has been waiting for you to eat at Qingfengzhai. I just went to the gate to wait for you."

"Really? Is there something to eat?"

Ji Ruyan is really hungry now.

Since the discovery of the dead body early in the morning, till now, not even a drop of rice has been eaten.

Ji Ruyan walked into the room and when she saw the food on the table, she grabbed the bowls and chopsticks and ate like a strong wind, regardless of whether it was cold or not.

When King Yan saw her reincarnated as a hungry ghost, he couldn't interrupt her. He could only persuade her, "Eat slowly, eat slowly."

Ji Ruyan just nodded, her mouth already full of food.

Seeing her like this, the prince Fu Lesheng couldn't help but joked, "Ruyan, how can you look like a noble girl like this? When you eat, you look more like a man-in-law than me!"
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King Yan had always doted on Ji Ruyan, and when he heard his son put Ji Ruyan down like this, he naturally didn't want to, and immediately said with a dark face, "You kid, if you don't speak, no one will treat you as a mute!"

"Father, you are so partial. You don't even look at the way she eats. If she eats like this at a palace banquet, which man would dare to want her?"

"If no one wants you, just stay in Prince Yan's Mansion and I will take care of you!"

King Yan has a bad tone and is on the verge of breaking out.

The Crown Prince Fu Lesheng glared at King Yan, "Father, this year's rice is so expensive!"

"Is it expensive? If it's expensive, I'll cut off your meat and exchange it for rice!"

The father and son continued to bicker. While they were bickering, Ji Ruyan was already full.

Ji Ruyan took a nap, wiped the grease nozzle with a tablecloth, and then asked, "Father, brother, I've finished eating."

"..."

This is too fast to eat!

King Yan and his eldest son, Fulesheng, looked at each other in confusion. Even King Yan cursed in his heart, would Ji Ruyan, with such a big appetite, really not eat up all the money in Prince Yan's palace?

However, fortunately, Ji Ruyan already has a man who wants her.

Naturally, King Yan does not need to worry about raising her.

King Yan coughed lightly and put away his gaffe, "The Holy Emperor issued an order today, asking the Marquis of Chang'an to come to the palace to summon Yuan Zhao as the crown prince."

"Oh! What else?"

Ji Ruyan didn't even raise her eyelids. As early as when the Holy Emperor Fu Aotian told her to get out of the house with Prince Yan, she knew that the Holy Emperor wanted to take advantage of the corpse incident in the sixth prince's residence to suppress Queen Gu, and by the way, proposed Yuan Zhao as the crown prince.

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In this way, the Gu family has no objection.

However, the Holy Emperor Fu Aotian underestimated Queen Gu too much. How could Queen Gu be willing to be suppressed like this after being immersed in the harem for so many years?

As long as Aunt Rong in the Peony Palace is not removed for a day, the Holy Master Fu Aotian will never have a good night's sleep.

The prince Fu Lesheng was a little worried, "If Yuan Zhao is exposed in such a hurry, will someone kill Yuan Zhao? After all, Yuan Zhao was poisoned before."

Ji Ruyan touched his chin and said, "We can only take strict precautions. In this regard, our adoptive father needs to pay more attention. If you are worried, it is better to let Yuan Zhao come to Qingfengzhai and temporarily live under the same roof with your adoptive father. At least

If something unexpected happens, you’ll have time to respond.”

"That's fine, let Uncle Fu make arrangements first."

When King Yan heard this, he thought the same thing. He stood up and hurried out to make arrangements.

The prince Fu Lesheng was a little surprised when he saw Ji Ruyan staring straight at him, "Why are you looking at me like this? Do I have flowers on my face?"


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