Jun Mo Shen sat down at the dining table, and Gu Qianzhou stepped in.

Looking at a table of good dishes, he smiled and said, "Lord Wang, I haven't eaten yet, the small one will eat with you, and the small one will serve the prince with vegetables." ”

Before he finished speaking, the man had already sat down.

Jun Moshen didn't refuse, didn't accept, didn't look responsible, and didn't lift his eyes.

Silence is agreement, Gu Qianzhou picked up the chopsticks and gave him a chopstick of green vegetables, and then Gu Yiran ate it contentedly.

On the side, Song Birou's eyes almost didn't stare when she saw it.

This little bandit, when the palace is her home, it is so big and small!

She was holding on to the chopsticks, and was about to sink the cloth for Jun Mo, and at this moment she couldn't wait to poke the chopsticks in Gu Qianzhou's face.

It's so nasty!

But in front of the prince, the character can't collapse, she smiled gently, "Qianzhou is a doctor invited by the prince, how can you let Qianzhou cook for the prince, here I am, don't bother Qianzhou." ”

The implication is that there is no place for you here, so get out of here!

Gu Qianzhou smiled politely, "Since this is the case, then it will be bothering Concubine Song to cook for the prince." ”

After that, he ate more comfortably, and had no intention of leaving at all.

Song Birou was so angry that the gentle smile on her face almost couldn't hold it.

The fingertips pinched the chopsticks tightly, suppressed the nest fire, and gave the prince a small stir-fried meat with chopsticks, and said gently, "Lord, the concubine has just arrived, and she doesn't understand the rules of the palace, and she doesn't know that the entourage doctor can eat at the same table with the prince. ”

The little entourage doctor, how can she eat at the same table with the prince, she is reminding the prince that Gu Qianzhou, this woman is neither big nor small, there are no rules, and it is time to punish and punish with the rules of the palace.

No, as if he didn't understand, the prince said lightly, "It's not too late to understand." ”

Song Birou: "......"

The meatballs in his hand clattered back into the white jade plate.

Jun Moshen glanced at her, his brows twisted slightly, and the displeasure was visible to the naked eye.

Song Birou's heart tightened, and she hurriedly lowered her eyes and said, "The concubine has lost her manners, and the prince forgives her sins." ”

Jun Mo Shen said coldly, "Go down, this king doesn't need to be waited for for dinner." ”

Song Birou's hand holding the chopsticks clenched for a moment, and finally put down the chopsticks reluctantly, and said gently, "Yes, the concubine will retire." ”

glanced at Gu Qianzhou and saw that she was nibbling on a roast chicken leg, and she had no intention of retreating at all, almost missing a mouthful of old blood.

I wanted to say something, but looking at the prince's cold face, I still stopped talking and bowed down.

The prince is very serious and scary during the day, or it is better to blow more wind on the pillow at night, and tomorrow he will ask the prince to drive this little bandit out of the palace.

Now that she has become the mistress of the palace, she can't let the bandits be in charge and be powerful in the palace.

Thinking like this, the suffocating nest fire in my heart dissipated a little.

Gu Qianzhou saw that Song Birou was unwilling to retreat, turned to Jun Moshen, and said vaguely while gnawing on the chicken legs, "The prince is so cold to Concubine Song, aren't you afraid that Concubine Song will find out?" ”

Jun Mo said lightly, "I can't find it." ”

He has always been like this to her, and it is not normal to be gentle suddenly.

Gu Qianzhou smiled, "Well, I can't find it if I think about it, after all, there is one face on the man's bed, and another face under the bed, which is normal." ”

Jun Moshen: "......"

Lifting his eyes and glancing at her, "Tell me, what faces are on this king's bed, and what faces are under the bed?" ”

(End of chapter)