She stared at the cat in the cage in horror, swallowed, but instead of letting it out, she turned and ran.

Damn, she's the hell.

What is the relationship between this cat and the man in her dreams?

Why does a cat talk?

She rushed out of the study with a pale face, almost colliding with Moyi.

Mo turned sideways one by one, avoiding her perfectly.

glanced at her as if she was being chased by a ghost, and looked behind her suspiciously, "Concubine Fang, is there anything behind?" ”

Qin Jiu stopped at this time, and turned his eyes to look at Mo, but he saw the thing in his hand at a glance.

Her face was still white, curiosity overcame fear, "What is this?" ”

Mo Yi also glanced at the things in his hand, and said respectfully: "This is what His Highness asked his subordinates to send to the side concubine." ”

Qin Jiu was stunned, and in the tray on the ink side was a set of clothes, which turned out to be her favorite lake blue.

Mo Yi had already continued: "In the evening, the Holy Lord will hold a banquet in the Taiming Palace, and His Royal Highness will let the side concubine go with him. ”

"Banquet?"

Qin Jiu was a little puzzled, "What kind of banquet is there for no reason?" ”

Wan Qichen didn't say anything in the morning?

Mo shook his head, "This subordinate doesn't know, the side concubine will try to see if this dress fits first?" If it doesn't fit, the subordinates will immediately take it to someone to change! ”

It's still a few hours before dinner, and it's still too late.

Qin Jiu looked at the clothes, the whiteness on his face finally eased, and he also forgot about the weird cat outside the clouds.

Just like the clothes that Wan Qianchen sent her before, this set is also well-fitting as if it was custom-made, there is no need to change it at all, and the style is simple and generous.

Wan Qichen seems to know her very well, in all aspects.

Qin Jiu bent his eyes and snickered, like a cat that had stolen a fishy one.

It wasn't until the light painting put the lunch on the table and came into the inner room that she was still happy to shine in front of the dressing mirror.

"Niangniang, you better eat first."

The light book and the light painting watched helplessly, they could see through it, their mother had been completely captured by His Royal Highness the Prince, and there was no help.

Only then did Qin Jiu stop, pack up and go outside.

He glanced at the things on the table, frowned, and lowered his eyes to look at his small body.

Wan Qichen knows her very well in all aspects, so she wanted someone to stew soup for her before, is this what she means?

Her eyebrows moved, and she coughed lowly, "Isn't there any soup today?" ”

Assho also looked at the things on the table, a little puzzled.

Such a big bowl of soup, didn't the mother see it?

"Yes, fish head tofu soup, isn't Niangniang my favorite? Today, this soup is made by slaves and maids, and the oil is gone, and it will not get tired. ”

Qin Jiu looked at the soup and frowned, "I'm not talking about this soup. ”

"What kind of soup do you want to drink?"

Qin Jiu's eyes rolled, "Papaya peanut stewed pig's trotters." ”

She thinks this should be better than bone broth breast enlargement!

The shallow painting was flustered, "Doesn't Niangniang like to drink such greasy soup on weekdays?" ”

Qianshu also frowned slightly, "I'm afraid I can only drink the stew soup now at dinner, but isn't the lady going to the banquet in the evening?" ”

Qin Jiu pursed his lips, helplessly, "Then forget it today, but from tomorrow onwards, just stew this soup at noon every day." ”

"Huh?"

The shallow painting suspected that he had misheard, "Won't you get tired of drinking every day?" ”

"I'll talk about it when I'm tired of it."

Qin Jiu didn't care, in order not to let Wan Qichen dislike her, she had to drink even if she vomited.

She has to let Wan Qichen know that she is not small, not small at all!