He Xiaoqiao has always felt that the banquets of rich families are very high-end and exquisite, in fact, the chefs in the palace did not disappoint her.

It's just that Jiang Fenghao's performance is a little bit wrong.

When she swallowed saliva and was busy putting the dishes into her bowl, Jiang Fenghao frowned slightly, and only raised her chopsticks a few times before moving.

It's not scientific!

In the more than half a month that he lived in Rainbow Village, he could have a great appetite even if it was coarse tea and light rice, and almost swallowed a cow in one meal, why did he go back to the house now, and he couldn't eat the delicious food that was carefully made by other chefs, and he was good-looking, colorful, and fragrant?

Could it be that she was so horrible that he lost his appetite?

He Xiaoqiao withdrew his chopsticks and subconsciously touched his face, wondering if he really had a problem with his appearance.

Because the meal was placed in the hall, the space was large enough, and the maids and maids were all standing far away, He Xiaoqiao looked around, lowered his voice and asked Jiang Fenghao opposite, "...... Is this not to your liking? ”

Obviously, they are all delicious, especially the sweet cherry stuffed meat, which has a refreshing, smooth and sweet taste, but not greasy, so delicious that people can't wait to swallow it with their tongues.

Jiang Fenghao shook his head, brought the boiled shrimp not far away to him, and explained lightly, "It's not that it's unappetizing, it's just that I don't have an appetite." ”

Hearing his words, He Xiaoqiao's mood immediately escalated from wondering to depression - is it really because of her problem?

Waving his hand to signal the maid who was about to come up to help, Jiang Fenghao glanced at He Xiaoqiao, who was struggling to wipe the corners of his cheeks and mouth with his hands, picked up a cooked shrimp and peeled it off, and took the time to ask, "What are you thinking?" ”

His fingers are slender and beautiful, and peeling the shrimp shell is also pleasing to the eye, but in three or two clicks, a shrimp meat was completely removed into He Xiaoqiao's bowl.

The eyes of the slaves around him were almost bulging.

Their family has never cared too much about other people and things, and the prince, who is known as being lazy if he can be lazy, has been abnormal since he went on a long trip and came back.

The large-scale order to change the garden full of precious flowers and plants into rural farmland is even forgotten, and the threat to make the future princess unhappy will cut off people's heads, and now they actually peel the shrimp shell for the princess by themselves - Amitabha, they must have seen it wrong, they must be blind - otherwise the future princess is too charming and directly killed the prince in seconds, and directly transformed the prodigal son into a good man with a wave of his hand.

"I can't see that you're pretty good at peeling shrimp shells."

He Xiaoqiao praised sincerely, then picked up the shrimp meat and ordered it in the sauce next to him, and put it in his mouth without hesitation.

So Jiang Fenghao peeled the shrimp shell, and He Xiaoqiao was responsible for eating the shrimp meat, and the two cooperated well together, and soon wiped out a whole plate of boiled shrimp that was said to be 'hard-won'.

When she switched to other delicacies, He Xiaoqiao took the opportunity to ask Jiang Fenghao about a very serious problem in her opinion, which was related to her future life safety.

"Although we have only just started the trial period of love, there is a question that I think it is necessary to ask in advance," He Xiaoqiao put down his chopsticks and looked at Jiang Fenghao with a misty face very seriously, "I want to ask, there is a leg with you in this mansion...... Ahem, I mean, how many women are there in this house who have a relationship with you? Concubines and roommates or others such as cannon friends...... Bed partner or something, tell me about the trouble first. ”

A woman's jealousy is terrible, and she doesn't want to be on the street or in a corner of the palace for some reason—some people still have to be on guard.

Jiang Fenghao, who had just washed his hands and was wiping dry with a handkerchief, paused when he heard this, and seemed to think about it seriously, but the words he said made He Xiaoqiao almost vomit blood, "Lady, what is the probationary period for love?" What is Having a Leg? Also, the concubine and the accompanying maid also understand that they are husbands, but ...... What is a Gun Friend? Is that what you call a bed partner? ”

In the face of Jiang Fenghao's 'shameless questioning', He Xiaoqiao took a deep breath and began to carry out literacy science popularization with an expressionless face, "The love probation period is our current relationship, don't ask in detail about the specific performance, it is generally that if you are together, you will be gathered, and if you are not compatible, you will be divided." Having a leg means that there has been a relationship with feelings or physical entanglement, and cannon friends also belong to this kind, but most of the cannon friends refer to having physical relationships without emotional entanglements, which is almost like that. ”

After speaking, He Xiaoqiao squinted at Jiang Fenghao next to him, looked him up and down with extremely critical eyes, and added a guess without personal feelings, "With your appearance and style, it is estimated that you have already been full of friends, right?" ”

"Poof......

The good wine that had just been eaten was all contributed to the table full of exquisite dishes without reservation, Jiang Fenghao choked and almost hit the table.

He Xiaoqiao looked at the food that was 'wet with rain and dew' regretfully, and silently touched her stomach, which was already a little bulging - fortunately, she was already full just now.

"Lady, it's innocent for your husband!" Taking the handkerchief handed over by the maid, Jiang Fenghao wiped the water stains on his clothes indiscriminately, and resolutely defended his innocence.

Although he really had the dream of having a confidant all over the world when he was young and frivolous, but that is all in the past, in the past!

"No, no, why are you so excited." He Xiaoqiao slowly put the chopsticks that he had barely rescued back on the table, and suddenly looked at Jiang Fenghao as if he had thought of something, squinted his eyes and asked, "...... Could it be that you are still the legendary boy chicken? ”

Boy chicken, as the name suggests, in addition to being a famous dish, of course, there are other popular meanings...... Well, we're both adults, you know.

“……”

Jiang Fenghao choked instantly, and his handsome face was even more embarrassed and he didn't know where to put it. He Xiaoqiao's question was so sharp that he had to express his pressure and couldn't answer it for the time being.

It's the first time I've met such a special girl, and it's okay to have thoughts and ambitions that are different from other women, and her rhetoric is still so bold that even he, an authentic pure man, can't catch up - I really don't know where she learned these things.

Boy chickens? Cough!

"Lady, 'have a leg' and 'gun friend' are both things in the past, so let's not mention it. As a husband, he is now an absolute good family man, and he is the only one who has not passed through the door of all his confidants. After thinking for a long time, Jiang Fenghao decided to quickly change the topic and learn to save himself from embarrassment, and by the way, he confessed to He Xiaoqiao and forgiving, "In addition, except for the third aunt and a few other mothers-in-law, there are only about a dozen maids in the house, and the others are all men." In other words, there is no question of competing for favor, so there is no need to worry about it at all.

He Xiaoqiao stared at him for a long time with complicated eyes, "You mean to say that women are not a problem, and you can do it casually in the future?" ”

"Lady, what is a base?" Jiang Fenghao, like a duck listening to thunder, didn't understand what He Xiaoqiao's strings of words that bubbled out were all meanings.

“…… Nothing, you heard it wrong. ”

As the key training object of her future husband, He Xiaoqiao feels that the deep-level knowledge of 'engaging in foundation' should not be popularized with Jiang Fenghao for the time being, lest he not be able to think about it one day...... Cough! Ahem!

"Okay." It can be seen from her expression that this is definitely not a good word, Jiang Fenghao touched his chin and thought about it, and finally decided to ask something else, "Then may I ask the lady, why should you call a friend a friend?" And what is a cannon? ”

"......, please go and ask "100,000 Whys", thank you!

After solving the physiological needs, Jiang Fenghao had nothing to do, so he proposed to take He Xiaoqiao to familiarize himself with the entire palace, He Xiaoqiao stroked his little belly and nodded happily - it is best to eliminate food after eating, and it is a good choice to take a walk after meals.

Aside from the fact that the couple in the palace did not look like a couple, they went to chat and walk around the garden with a lot of pastries and snacks, and at the same time, the emperor of the Yan Kingdom was also drinking afternoon tea in his own imperial study, listening to gossip while commenting on the folds.

“…… So Uncle Seventeen has indeed returned? And he picked up a girl from outside in a high-profile manner? ”

"Back to the emperor, it's true." Father-in-law Yu, who had a pleasing round face, carefully added tea to the nine-dragon pattern teacup on the table, while sharing the news he heard with his boss, "I heard that the whole street saw it this morning, and the one that the prince picked up from the inn was indeed a girl, but she covered her face and couldn't see her appearance clearly." ”

The bright yellow figure behind the table put down the cinnabar pen, picked up the teacup, opened the lid and blew slowly, and then asked, "Have you found out the identity of that girl?" ”

"The slave has already asked the cold guard, this matter has to wait a little longer," Father-in-law Yu put the cinnabar pen on the case, thought about it and said, "At present, I only know that the girl was specially brought back by the prince from other places, and she deliberately arranged to stay in the inn last night, just so that she can bring people back to the palace today." ”

"In this way, Uncle Seventeen should really want to settle down?" The voices of the people behind the table were full of relief, and they seemed to be very optimistic about this matter.

Father-in-law Yu thought about it, and two hesitations appeared on his round face, "According to the slave, this matter is really uncertain." ”

"Oh?" Minghuang's figure raised his tone slightly, and he asked curiously, "Tell me, why is it not lawful?" Don't...... Do you think Uncle Seventeen is playing tricks? ”

"It's hard to say the specific situation, but I heard that a while ago, the queen mother called the prince to the palace and talked to the daughter of several ministers...... "Father-in-law Yu stopped when he said this, as for the words in the back, I believe that the boss who has the same thoughts as the queen mother will not understand."

"You mean," Ming Huang's figure held the teacup in one hand and seemed to be silent for a while, "Uncle Seventeen took that girl back to the mansion in such a high-profile manner, it is very likely that he was only deliberately made to cope with the marriage of the queen mother?" ”

"Your Majesty."

Father-in-law Yu took the opportunity to pat himself on the back, and in one sentence, he neatly took out of the matter of 'framing a certain prince' - the above words are all the emperor's own speculation, and they have nothing to do with him, the little chief of the inner house!

"No, I'll go to Uncle Seventeen to find out."

The bright yellow figure said, standing up in a hurry and about to go out.

The dutiful Father-in-law Yu glanced at the folds piled up as high as a hill on the table, and after weighing whether it was a state affair or gossip for the master in his heart, he hurriedly reminded, "Your Majesty, you still have a lot of folds that you haven't approved, isn't it okay to pass at this time?" ”

A burst of blood!

When Minghuang's figure heard this, the whole person fell back into the chair as if he was wilted, and sighed helplessly, "Fold, fold, fold!" ”

This group of ministers just has a lot of, where are there so many problems to deal with now that the wind and rain are smooth? What is written in the recital is a few baskets of nonsense, but he has nothing to do with the word 'faint king', so he can't help but read it.

There are so many twists and turns, he can only soak in the imperial study every day and have a headache, he can't go out to see the beautiful girl to take care of his eyes, and he even misses Uncle Seventeen's big gossip, really, really...... Outrageous!

Seeing that the master was in a low mood, Father-in-law Yu hurriedly motioned to the little eunuch next to him to come forward to pinch his shoulders and massage to relieve pressure, while he shook off the dust and dutifully comforted, "Your Majesty, the slave said something rebellious." In fact, you are in the past now, and the prince may not be willing to let you see that girl, it is better to wait for two days, let the cold guards find out, and then ...... then."

"You're right," waving his hand to interrupt Father-in-law Yu's words, Minghuang's figure let out a long breath and said in frustration, "According to Uncle Seventeen's weird and awkward temperament, what can I do even if I go over in person?" It's not like it—if he really wanted to like other girls, he would have come to me for marriage. ”

On the contrary, if he deliberately wanted to conceal this matter and conceal the identity of the girl, even if he was the king of a country in the past, he might not be able to meet people as he wished—even if he did, he might not be a foolish Xibei goods.

It's better not to go, not to mention the shame and find yourself depressed.

"Your Majesty," Father-in-law Yu couldn't bear to look at the sad face of his master, and after thinking for a while, he said, "The slave has an idea, maybe he can know the origin of that girl in advance, you might as well listen to it first?" ”

"Say." The person behind the table pinched the bridge of his nose, looking very tired and not very interested in Grandpa Yu's proposal.

Swinging back left and right, Father-in-law Yu looked full of confidence, bent down and whispered his plan to the monarch of a country behind the table, "Your Majesty, you might as well ...... like this first"