Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Soup Cup

Halfway through noon, the feast came to an end.

Afraid that the atmosphere would freeze, Zhao Fusu left the table early, leaving the ministers to gather.

In the pavilion in the center of the lake, Zhao Fusu sat upright, patiently opening the envelope and letterhead.

One after another, peanut shells were thrown onto the letterhead by someone, and he just kept his hand to the side.

The peanut shells were piled up to form a second 'hill'.

"Didn't the ninth brother come?" Zhao Fusu's gaze fell on Meng Miao very lightly.

Meng Yao glared fiercely at Su Zijin, who was an eyesore on the side, and he bowed his head with a slightly disdainful expression. "Nine Princes...... Something to do ...... your own," the corners of his mouth twitched.

Is Zhao Jinnian so worthless in their hearts?

remembered the terrifying scene when Zhao Jinnian pinched his neck and wanted to tear his eyes apart...... Su Zijin couldn't help but rub his neck.

"Most of them can't afford a birthday gift. Meng Miao made a pun, and then looked at Su Zijin again.

How could the prince be poor?

Su Zijin's face turned red...... After all, he married Zhao Fusu. I didn't prepare a birthday gift, so I really can't say anything.

originally thought that the hypocrite Zhao Fusu would take the opportunity to knock on the side, and Su Zijin was ready to listen to the training.

But the response was a very soft sigh. "Tobe is getting more and more rampant. Even the salary is deducted. ”

Although there is no emotion in these words, it may be clearly displeased. Originally, I thought Zhao Fusu was a temperless person......

"Ordinary people naturally don't dare, but Lord Shangshuling of the Ministry of Household is the queen's minister. In addition, the six princes in charge of the six departments already have selfish intentions for the nine princes...... "Needless to say, everyone understands."

Su Zijin thought it was funny...... In other words, Zhao Jinnian is really poor!

The dignified prince, regardless of his identity, went to the street to gamble for thousands of dollars...... It turned out to be for the expenses of the mansion?!

What a touching story!

Zhao Fusu's eyebrows frowned slightly. Seeing Su Zijin holding back a smile, he said quietly: "Zijin's congratulatory gift, can this king wait for it this year?"

This almost didn't make Su Zijin squirt out the peanuts. She coughed vigorously and wiped away her tears.

At this moment, a delicate woman walked over with a soup cup.

"The folk girl is rude. Seeing that there was no eunuch to report, he came without permission. "Su Qingchi is blessed with a blessed body, looking like a pear blossom with rain, which is distressing.

Su Zijin snorted coldly. If it weren't for someone else, I'm afraid I would have undressed and thrown myself into someone's arms.

Su Qingchi was about to speak, but Su Zijin immediately interrupted: "Aren't you asking for a birthday gift? She waved her hand and motioned for Su Qingchi to bring it up.

Su Qingchi bit his lip, served the soup cup full of grievances, and did not speak.

If you were someone else, you would definitely feel that Su Zijin was bullying her cousin. However, Zhao Fusu did not react.

"The Su family has a heart. ”

Before the lid of the soup cup could be lifted, Su Zijin waved his hand again. "Thank you, sister...... You can go home. ”

"Ah......" Su Qingchi's eyes were staring at the soup cup, biting his lip, and he was very sluggish. "It's better to let the people serve His Highness......"

"Your Highness's food and drink must be inspected. Don't bother the girl. Meng Xiao interrupted. The people of the Su family, he really doesn't have anyone to look up to!

But this soup cup was specially prepared for the prince...... If you don't drink it, you're wasting it......

Su Qingchi raised his eyebrows, with tears in his eyes, and tried to make people feel pity.

But no one bought it.

As soon as the people left, Su Zijin immediately uncovered the soup cup. Smelling this smell, Su Zijin couldn't help but hook his lips and smile. No wonder Su Qingchi dared to frame her today...... It turned out that I was ready to climb the couch......

"Your Highness, don't you want to taste it? Su Qingchi's craftsmanship is very good. Su Zijin smiled sweetly. Transfer the soup to a small bowl. Pushed in front of Zhao Fusu.