Sitting lazily in the restaurant, listening to the reports from his subordinates, he casually glanced at the fat figure on the street. His face was slightly startled, how could he be here? The image of him peeking at banned books appeared in his mind.
, the corners of his mouth were raised slightly, outlining a hint of evil charm. This 'him' is really interesting.
"Xiao Bai, why is Master often absent from the house recently?" I asked vague questions while biting into the big meat bun.
Xiaobai thoughtfully handed over the handkerchief, "There is military situation at the border again. The emperor has been inviting father and several princes to the palace for discussions these days."
"Oh? Master, are you preparing to go on an expedition?" My face was full of anticipation. If so, I really want to see the scene of "yellow sand wears golden armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will never be returned until it is broken".
"I don't know, the emperor doesn't seem to have made him a commander yet." After saying that, Xiaobai glanced at me as if seeing through, "You don't have to worry about it. Even if dad leads the army, he won't let you go with him."
I was just about to establish an image for myself, but I was startled by the person who suddenly appeared in front of me. My fat face instantly turned from white to red, and then from red to purple.
"Third Prince?" Xiaobai was also shocked and quickly pulled me to salute him, "I have met the Third Prince."
"Well," Haechi just responded lightly, but looked at me, "Have you lost weight?"
What does he want to say? It will be easier to practice those postures after losing weight? Don't blame me for thinking wrongly, he has a warm and ambiguous expression on his impeccably handsome face.
I cleared my throat and just stared at his beautiful chin, trying not to look at those imaginative eyes.
"I...have lost weight."
I almost bit my tongue. This nonsense sentence, which can be called nonsense, immediately made him laugh, and my eyes almost dropped.
"Your name is Xiaoran?" There was still an unfinished smile on his lips.
"Yeah, my nickname." I quickly withdrew the stunning gaze I cast on him and answered honestly.
Xiaobai looked at me suspiciously. But at this moment, I couldn't tell him the whole story. I could only shake my head at him silently.
Our little movements seemed to be noticed by Haechi, and the same inquiry also appeared in his eyes. He looked at Xiaobai and suddenly said, "Master Zhuo, don't you mind if I come to your house as a guest?"
Xiaobai looked slightly surprised, then immediately raised his hands and said, "It is the honor of Zhuo Mansion that the third prince can come here."
"Then, are you welcome Xiaoran?" Haezhi's question made me a little confused. I am not the host, so how can I say whether he is welcome or not? Besides, he is a prince, and the high officials who are vying to invite him to be a guest must be arranged.
In a row. But since he asked, I always give a normal answer!
"Welcome, welcome, warm welcome!" I clapped my hands rhythmically. But out of the corner of my eye, I saw Xiaobai's hand touching his forehead again.
Back at the General's Mansion, no one expected that such a distinguished guest would come to the door. Master and Sister Zhuo no longer felt as relaxed as when they faced Bai Ze, and welcomed him in with solemn and respectful expressions.
In the living room, Haezhi and Master were talking about the border situation, and Xiaobai was quietly accompanying him. I yawned out of boredom. It was awkward to retreat at this time, and it was awkward to stay.
Sister Zhuo walked into the living room and gave a brief salute to Haechi, "Third Prince, if you don't mind, please stay in the house and have dinner."
"Okay," Haechi agreed happily, but then he changed the subject, "But, I hope Xiaoran can cook."
From now on, I hate the kitchen!
The master and others were a little surprised when he called my name and asked me to cook. It was obvious that he knew him well. I avoided their eyes and stood up resignedly, "Yes, I'll go right away."