Even in such an angry situation, the push she pushed away was very light.
Looking at his lonely back when he left, Feng Hao felt heartbroken.
"Princess, our father... has never cooked for anyone. He... how can you laugh at him?"
It really hurts me!
Feng Si looked at Chu Qingge coldly, with resentment and blame in that look.
A ungrateful woman!
Qiaoer gently pulled Chu Qingge's sleeve: "Princess, you are a bit...a bit too much."
How good the prince is, he cooks himself just to make some food for the princess with his own hands.
He had been reluctant to come out just now. It turned out to be because of this bowl of dark rice.
Even though she felt a little off-putting when she saw it, it was the prince’s full intention!
If it were any other girl, not to mention she would dislike it, even if she was like this, she would swallow it all in one mouthful!
Their princess is nice, she doesn't appreciate anything and even makes fun of others.
It's really... too much.
Chu Qingge suddenly sat down on the ground and glanced at Qiao'er.
Qiaoer, a good person, understood immediately and exclaimed loudly: "Princess, princess, how are you? Is your foot injured?"
"Yeah, I'm injured. I was pushed down by someone. It hurts a lot." Chu Qingge said casually.
Qiaoer secretly glanced in the direction of the yard and raised her voice again.
"The prince didn't do it on purpose. He doesn't know that you, princess, have been weak recently. Princess, don't cry! Does it really hurt? Doctor! Where is the doctor? The princess's foot is injured!"
With a cry, a gust of cold wind passed by, and the man with an ashen face returned to them.
The bowl in his hand was still there, but he was looking at Chu Qingge with a somewhat tangled look.
Damn woman, you want to gain his sympathy again!
"When did I use my strength?" The push she made was so slight that even a child could hardly push her! What are you pretending to be?
"It just hurts a little." Chu Qingge smiled and stretched out her hand: "Master, do you want to hug me?"
The servants all lowered their heads, who dared to look?
However, each of them couldn't help but crack their lips and wanted to laugh, but they didn't dare to laugh out loud.
The princess is such a scoundrel! The prince had gone so far, and she just sat down on the ground by herself. It was the prince who pushed him down!
What's even more amazing is that the prince actually came back.
Even though he was still angry, he was still worried about coming back.
He was fuming and felt distressed in his eyes!
They have never seen such a prince in all their years of working in the Duke's Mansion.
It's just...it's so cute that you want to devour him in one gulp!
"Get up, stop pretending!" Feng Liye said displeasedly with a serious face.
"I can't get up, my feet hurt." Chu Qingge blinked her big innocent eyes and looked up at him.
"Don't think I'll sympathize with you, get up!"
"Princess, if you can still move your feet, get up."
Qiao'er stood aside and kindly "reminded": "Princess, you are still very weak. The ground is too cold. If you sit for a long time, you will catch the wind and cold."
"I really can't get up. My feet hurt. You can't see."
Chu Qingge shrugged and suddenly turned to look at Feng Si standing by: "I don't want to get sick again, how about, Feng Si, please hug me up!"
She blinked nonchalantly, and even gave Feng Si a wink.
"I'm very light and my body is very soft. Really, it won't be uncomfortable to hold me. If Feng Si doesn't believe me, why don't you try it?"
