Chapter 49: Lord Wang, You're Not Green?

Cui Yu looked at Xiao Qibei's table forgiveness package, the green dishes and plates, and the small buns sitting on the edge of the table, and couldn't help but rub his eyebrows.

"Let's make some of the princess's favorite dishes."

Changxi's hanging heart gradually let go, and he hurriedly opened up to do it.

Changxi was prepared early in the morning, afraid that Xiao Qi would have to be vegetarian on a whim, and the meat dishes had been prepared for her.

Soon after setting up the meal again, Changxi looked at Cui Yu's casual meal, and thought to himself, the prince seemed to be a little different from what outsiders said.

Let's not talk about what kind of cooking prisoners for the time being, just say that in the past two years, he killed important ministers in the court, stirred up the situation, and messed up the harem, but he was a complete minister.

These things have been rumored to have a nose and eyes, and now that his head is covered with green hair, he has not the slightest anger in his expression, and he is so calm, and his demeanor is elegant and facing a table of green meals, instead of being angry, which is really unexpected.

Or, is it holding back the big move?

If you are not angry, you will be angry and blood will be splashed in the backyard?

Cui Yu, as usual, finished dinner and dealt with official business for a while, called Xiao Qi over, held her in front of him, held her hand and taught her to write.

"In the future, I will be bored at home, so I will practice a word every day, and another day I will find Mrs. Wei's "Near Feng Post" from the imperial study, and you can use it to practice."

It's okay to let Xiao Qi draw talismans, pay attention to writing and hide the front, Xiao Qi is too hard, and his mouth is pouting and unhappy.

Could he be deliberately torturing himself with green gas?

Cui Yu held Xiao Qibai's chubby little hand, enlightened her, and taught her how to write characters to look good.

Xiao Qi tilted his head slightly, and his mind was not on the words at all.

Now she is small, sitting in front of Cui Yu, and from her position, only Cui Yu's jaw can be seen.

I thought, why is he so calm?

"Lord Wang, aren't you angry?"

“......”

"Your concubines have other people's children, can you bear this?"

"Write well." Cui Yu lowered her eyes and knocked on her little head.

The little girl has too much to worry about!

Xiao Qi wrinkled his nose and thought, stinky man, I don't know how to satisfy her gossip.

When it was time for Xiao Qi to sleep, Cui Yu carried the person back to the bed.

Cui Yu went back to sleep in the study of the outer courtyard at night, and after leaving Shaohuaju, he asked Duan Chengfeng.

"Can you find out?"

"Back to the prince, it's Mrs. Wu." Duan Chengfeng replied truthfully.

Just now, when Cui Yu was dealing with official business and enlightened Xiao Qi, Duan Chengfeng had already brought the imperial doctor to ask for the pulse of the concubines and concubines in the house.

"Lead the way."

"Yes." Duan Chengfeng knew that his prince was afraid that he didn't even know which courtyard Mrs. Wu lived in.

The women in the house are divided into four classes.

Princesses, side concubines, ladies, concubines.

This time, Mrs. Wu entered the mansion with Concubine Wei and Concubine Shen.

In terms of family background, there are no two side concubines and nobles, and in terms of appearance, they are also ordinary.

Usually put it in the pile, the kind of woman who doesn't even look at it.

Many people questioned Cui Yu's aesthetic at the time.

When he arrived at Mrs. Wu's courtyard, Duan Chengfeng was waiting outside, and Cui Yu went in alone.

The little maid in the courtyard of Shaohuaju was smart, Cui Yu left Shaohuaju and looked at him not in the direction of going back to the study, but to the inner courtyard, and immediately returned to Changxi.

"Sister Changxi, the prince went to the inner courtyard."

"Can you see whose yard you are going to?"

"It seems to be the direction of Mrs. Wu's yard."

Changxi grabbed a handkerchief and twisted it vigorously, thinking, men are really greedy cats!

The princess prepared a Fei Ji for him, he didn't even look at it, could it be that he stole the incense?

——

Xiaoqi: My old mother is worried about my career again.