Zhao Yuan glanced at Chen Shaoxuan, raised the corners of his mouth in a self-deprecating tone, and snorted: "So you still remember me!".
It was originally supposed to be an angry remark, but it was abruptly said by Zhao Yuan with a sour taste. Leng Changxi wanted to laugh but did not dare to laugh. With a dog-legged face, she walked out from behind Chen Shaoxuan, rushed to Zhao Yuan's side, and gently
Pulling his sleeves, he smiled and said, "What are you talking about, brother Yuan? Little Bao'er, little Bao'er didn't know you were coming today. Otherwise, I would have waited for you at home. No, I heard that Young Master
Xuan hired a cook from Jiazhou here and hurriedly came to taste the dishes from his hometown. Brother Yuan shouldn't be angry with Xiao Bao'er, right?"
Leng Changxi originally wanted to act coquettishly like she did when she was a child, and say a few coaxing words such as "I missed him, why did he come to see her now," but when the words came to her lips, she swallowed them without realizing it.
The conversation took off and turned into an explanation.
However, even if it was just an explanation, Zhao Yuan's face became a little brighter. Although his tone was still a bit angry, his voice was a bit more doting: "Don't you think those cooks in Prince Xi's Mansion are not to your liking?".
Zhao Yuan was referring to the chefs who had learned Jin Yu Man Tang's dishes from his special instruction. Leng Changxi stuck out her tongue secretly and made a random comment: "You will get tired of eating those same dishes every day! Occasionally, you have to have them too."
Let’s eat out!”
Zhao Yuan didn't quite understand what she meant by eating out, but he obviously took it as a strong argument. He snorted coldly and glanced at the lunch on the table with a look of disgust: "Just these dishes? If you want to eat, you can ask the one in Fuzhong
The cook said it would be no trouble for them."
Chen Shaoxuan, who had been silent all this time, watched the interaction between the two, with a faint pain in his heart. As a man, he could deeply feel the warning emanating from Zhao Yuan.
However, Chen Shaoxuan also has his own bottom line. He let Zhao Yuan do it not because he was afraid of his identity, but because Leng Changxi only had Zhao Yuan in her heart. Therefore, hearing what Zhao Yuan said, she couldn't stand it immediately.
He turned cold and snorted: "Huh! Although the chefs in the palace are good, they are all locals after all. Even if the taste is similar, they can't make it taste like what Jiazhou chefs can make, right?"
"The home-cooked dishes made by Jiazhou chefs are hard to come by and cannot compare to the skills of the chefs in the palace. It's okay to eat them once in a while for a change of taste. If you eat them often, I'm afraid you'll get tired of them." Zhao Yuan
Not to be outdone, he said with profound meaning.
"Even if it's just a home-cooked side dish, but little Bao'er likes it, what can I do?" Chen Shaoxuan was not willing to be outdone.
The atmosphere in the dining room gradually became tense due to the tit-for-tat confrontation between the two. Lingshan stood far away, ignoring Leng Changxi's life-saving glance. Lingfeng stood in the courtyard touching his nose, not planning at all.
Come in and mingle. As for Li Xueyan, she is considered an outsider. She is sitting on the corridor with interest at the moment, kicking her legs, looking at Leng Changxi proudly, with a bright smile on her face.
Leng Changxi was sandwiched between the two of them, and her scalp gradually felt numb. The smile on her face became stiffer and stiffer. She didn't know what to do for a moment, so she put on a silly smile and blurted out: "Don't argue.
Harmony brings wealth, harmony brings wealth..."
As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere became even weirder. The two children, Lingshan and Lingfeng, turned their backs. Li Xueyan laughed unceremoniously, while the two giant Buddhas looked at her coldly and said with a smile.
An inaudible voice called out: "Little Bao'er..."
Suddenly, Leng Changxi's skin got goosebumps, and she suddenly felt that she would rather offend King Yama than offend these two people.
"Um, um, let's go back, let's go back..." There was really no way, the atmosphere was too awkward and weird, Leng Changxi had to turn her head away from Chen Shaoxuan, pushed Zhao Yuan and walked out.
In an instant, Zhao Yuan smiled because of Leng Changxi's action. He threw a proud smile at Chen Shaoxuan, glanced at him indifferently, took Leng Changxi's hand, and said softly: "
OK, let’s go home!”
As everyone knows, the moment Leng Changxi turned around and pushed Zhao Yuan, Chen Shaoxuan's eyes suddenly dimmed, a look of self-deprecation flashed across his face, and there was a hint of pain in his eyes.
He said nothing and watched helplessly as Zhao Yuan took Leng Changxi away.
After returning to Prince Xi's Mansion, it seemed that the evil spirit in Zhao Yuan's heart was not over yet. He hurriedly pulled Leng Changxi towards his small courtyard.
Along the way I met Uncle Li, who looked excited and had obviously been waiting for him halfway along the road for a long time.
This well-intentioned old man recognized Zhao Yuan as the young master he met on the road when he first entered the house. At that time, he burst into tears, regardless of his dignity, and beat Zhao Yuan away.
He held her in his arms and murmured to himself, all blaming himself: "Child, child, my child, it would be great if I could recognize you at that time. It's all my fault that my old family is old and my memory is bad. It's useless."
It’s been more than half a month since I left, and now the prince was poisoned by the thieves!”
Faced with Uncle Li who blamed himself so much, Zhao Yuan couldn't help but feel relieved. Later, because he couldn't see Leng Changxi, he didn't listen carefully to his chatter and left the house in a hurry. Therefore, the letter in Uncle Li's hand is still there until now.
They have not yet been handed over to Zhao Yuan.
Seeing Zhao Yuan dragging Leng Changxi back, Uncle Li hurriedly stepped forward and blocked his way. He wanted to take out the letter, but before he could speak, Zhao Yuan politely refused: "Uncle Li, I'm all the way."
Come here, I haven’t closed my eyes for two nights. If it’s not an urgent matter, can you wait until later? I want to rest for a while first.”
Hearing that he hadn't closed his eyes for two nights, Uncle Li immediately felt distressed. He thought that it didn't matter when the prince's letter was delivered to him anyway, and it didn't matter a few hours later, so he didn't force him to hold him back, but felt distressed.
Looking at his face, he sighed: "It's nothing important. I just haven't seen you for so many years. I miss you. Master, please go and have a rest first. I'll ask the servants to boil water to relieve your fatigue. I'll go back during dinner."
Call you!".
Zhao Yuan nodded gratefully at the old man who cared about him, pulled Leng Changxi and disappeared from Uncle Li's sight.
Back in the house, Zhao Yuan closed the door and locked it with a "bang——" sound. Suddenly, Leng Changxi's heart skipped a beat. Before she could fully guess Zhao Yuan's intention, she was pulled in by Zhao Yuan.
In his arms, he opened his mouth and pressed hard on her lips.
As if punished, Zhao Yuan nibbled on it for a while, then his strength became gentle, and he sucked and turned to absorb the fragrance from her mouth.
Zhao Yuan's breath became heavier and heavier because of this kiss, and the thought of the person in his arms made his whole body ache. He had never tasted her deliciousness before, so he could bear it, but once he opened his mouth
, that is the tossing and turning of thoughts and expectations.
Zhao Yuan's hands slowly slid into her skirt, covering her snow-capped peaks, squeezing gently, his thin lips slid all the way to her ears, took her ear beads in his mouth, and licked them carefully as if he had found a treasure.
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A helpless sigh escaped from his mouth: "Xiao Bao'er, tell me, how should I punish you?".