Zixi was silent when he heard this, and then rubbed his head: "There will be a time for you to play in the future." ”

About an hour later, the maid of the main courtyard came in with a bowl of mutton.

He was followed by several other maids, each with a covered hot cup and a few small steamers, and soon filled the table outside.

"Shizi, this is the mutton soup that has just come out of the pot." The maid at the head said respectfully, "The princess also instructed the kitchen to prepare chrysanthemum tea for the prince and the princess, which can reduce the fire." ”

Chu Chen turned his head and looked at the steaming mutton soup on the table, as well as the basket of steamed dumplings, a plate of vegetarian three fresh, and a pot of tea presented in front of her after the maid had just lifted the lid.

After a moment of silence, he said without any emotion: "Thank you for me, Concubine." ”

The maid replied, not noticing that there was anything wrong with Shizi's tone, and led the others to respectfully retire.

Chu Chen actually didn't have much appetite.

Anyone who faced him in such a situation would not be in the mood to eat, but he still took Zixi's hand and walked over, picked up the bowl, and personally served Zixi a bowl of sheep's head soup.

There are a lot of side dishes in the soup, the portions are very large, and the taste is spicy and fragrant.

Zixi tasted it: "Well, it's good." ”

Chu Chen also served himself a bowl, and the two of them rarely let go of eating, they didn't care much about their image, and after a while, they were covered in sweat and their lips were spicy and red.

Sweating on his body, Chu Chen's mood was finally a little more relaxed, looking at Zixi's reddened lips, he couldn't help but lean over and kiss it: "Zixi, your mouth is so red, it's redder than rouge." ”

Zixi glanced at him: "This is the reason why you despise me?" ”

Chu Chen was so spicy that he only inhaled, and smiled when he heard the words: "This is not frivolous, it means to express the joy of the heart." ”

Zixi didn't bother to listen to his crooked reasoning.

Putting down the chopsticks, he poured a cup of chrysanthemum tea to relieve the spicy sensation in his mouth, and then said, "Eat quickly, otherwise it will be cold in a while." ”

Chu Chen looked at the sweat on Zixi's forehead, took the handkerchief, and wiped the sweat for her carefully: "Don't be too anxious to eat." ”

Zixi was so spicy that he was sweating: "It's too spicy, it's too spicy......"

"It's you who want to put more spicy food on it." Chu Chen teased, "I thought you could really eat spicy food." ”

"I can eat it." Zixi raised his eyes to look at him, with a natural tone, "You should eat spicy soup in winter, although it is very spicy, but it is very enjoyable, don't you think?" ”

Chu Chen smiled and nodded: "Everything Zixi said is right. ”

The two of them were too addicted to a dinner, and of course, they couldn't avoid sweating.

"You bathe and change your clothes first, and I won't stay to serve you." Zixi took a sip of chrysanthemum tea and put down the teacup, "I'm going to take a hot bath too." ”

Chu Chen blinked: "Then I'll serve you?" ”

Zixi knocked on his head with a chestnut, and his tone was leisurely: "Think beautifully." ”

When the words fell, Shi Shiran turned around and walked out of the door: "Mo Shu, wait for your master to bathe." ”

Mo Shu, who was staying outside the door, hurriedly responded: "This is coming." ”

Seeing Zixi's figure disappear outside the door, Chu Chen turned around and walked back to the window, looking at the snow outside the window in a daze.

After a moment's pause, his mind began to spin as he pondered how to let his father know about this and what he was going to do next.

But he knew there was no urgency.

He believes in Zixi, and he also knows that the conclusions that Zixi has found out these days are reliable, but his father will not believe it easily.