Chapter 8: The prince steals incense
Shen Jiaojiao didn't expect that she would return to this place so soon.
Even though it had only been a few days, for her, there was a feeling of being in a different world.
This wrong marriage, she finally waited for the end of the marriage, why did she come back so quickly?
The housekeeper greeted him with a look of surprise, "Madam, it's good to come back, it's good to come back." ”
"I ......" Shen Jiaojiao just wanted to explain, but Fu Ti spoke, "Fu Bo, Madam is tired." ”
Fauber hurriedly nodded, "Yes, yes, I'm too excited, madam, you rest first, I'll let the kitchen cook something you like to eat." ”
"No, Madame will cook tonight."
Fauber was stunned.
Isn't Madame tired?
But then he thought that the prince had eaten very little in the past few days when his wife left, and he must have been unaccustomed to the taste of the kitchen, so he nodded knowingly, and looked at Shen Jiaojiao's eyes more lovingly.
Looking at Fu Bo's happy back, Shen Jiaojiao sneered speechlessly, "I still have to cook for you?" ”
Fu Ti lifted her chin and looked at the sneering expression on her face, her eyes were deep, "You weren't like this before. ”
Shen Jiaojiao turned her head and wanted to break free of his fingers, but she couldn't break free, so she gave up, and replied very shamefully: "I'm like this, disappointed?" ”
When Fu Ti heard this, his handsome face enlarged in front of her, and in the distance between the two of them, he hooked his lips and smiled evilly, "So arrogant? Strictly speaking, you're still my princess. ”
"You...... Aren't you afraid that I'll regret it? ”
Shen Jiaojiao's breath was suffocated, and she had to bow her head under the eaves.
If he really wants to regret recovering and leaving the book, Taihong Temple will definitely not be able to stop him.
This Taihong Temple, it is really a corpse vegetarian meal, a few days, a harmony is just a separation, and it has not been done yet!
She has wronged Taihong Temple, the royal family is no better than ordinary people, how can a Taihong Temple be the master?
The emperor and Lafayette disagreed, so they could only drag it.
"Well, I'm hungry." Fu Ti's bony fingers picked up her, the thin callus rubbed against her fingertips, and looked down at her in a gentle tone.
"I'm not used to other people's cooking."
His beautiful thin lips pecked and kissed her slender fingers, precious and tender.
Shen Jiaojiao pulled out her fingers, she couldn't stand him like this.
"Pick whatever you want to eat in the vegetable garden, wash it, and then talk about it."
Hearing her relax, Fu Ti no longer pressed step by step, and went to the vegetable garden to pick vegetables very obediently.
The prince, who was supposed to be on the battlefield, bent down to pick vegetables in the small vegetable garden.
Anyone who hears about it will think that it is a fantasy, but the two of them, one dares to command, and the other dares to act.
When he had washed the dishes and stared at her with dark eyes, she couldn't help but feel as if she had wronged him and treated him badly.
While cutting the vegetables carefully, Shen Jiaojiao was introspecting in her heart.
It's not okay to be so soft-hearted.
A dignified prince, what he wants to eat can't eat, can he really starve to death?
That's it.
I've fed him for three years.
Even if it's a dog that's been fed for three years, it's ......
Just thinking about it, the tall figure behind her covered her, and the cool voice was a little displeased and a little curious, "You're quietly scolding me again?" ”
Shen Jiaojiao looked back with some surprise.
Yo, not stupid.
It's been three years, and I can finally see it.
Seeing her like this, why didn't he understand?
Staring at her smart and cunning eyes, his eyes were dark, "What are you scolding me?" ”
"Trust me, you don't want to know." Shen Jiaojiao smiled flatteringly, lowered her head and continued to chop vegetables.
She wanted to take it all the time, but he refused, her waist tightened, and her big iron tong-like hands tightened her waist, and she was trapped in his arms.
"Hmm......"
Fu Ti's handsome face enlarged in front of her eyes, and a slightly cool touch swept between her lips and teeth, blocking everything she wanted to say.
Both hands and wrists were imprisoned by his iron pincers, unable to move.
Just as she made up her mind to cut off her children, the cool air finally slipped in between them, and he loosened his shackles on her, "Hurry up, I'm hungry." ”
“......”
Dining room.
Looking at the strange atmosphere between the two masters, the old butler Fubo and his subordinates stayed away, not daring to make any movement.
"Fauber, why is Madame's face not very good? Are you still angry with the prince? The bold man asked in a worried whisper.
As the saying goes, when Hades fights, imps suffer.
The two masters are in harmony and separated, and the most bitter ones are actually those of them who are subordinates.
Once upon a time, there was a princess, the whole palace was in order, and the prince rarely lost his temper.
But since the lady left, the prince's face has become more and more gloomy day by day, and he is not even satisfied with drinking tea and eating.
It's either cold or hot, salty or light, just three meals a day, and the imperial kitchen allocated from the palace is tortured enough.
Cherish after you lose.
In the past, they only felt that there was a lady, and the matter of serving the prince could not fall on them, and there were many fewer opportunities to gain face.
The nightmarish experience of the past few days made them understand the preciousness of their wife.
What's the matter if you don't have a face, it's even more important to save your life!
When everyone thought of this, they respected Shen Jiaojiao even more.
Of course, Fauber knew what people were thinking, and in fact, he was in a hurry more than anyone else.
The prince grew up watching him, seeing that he was eating less and less day by day, and his emotions were getting more and more violent day by day, he was anxious.
But what can he do?
I can only stare at it and be anxious.
Unexpectedly, the prince invited his wife back, which really made him overjoyed.
Since Mrs. left the house, there has not been a day when the prince has been so comfortable as today, and it seems that he still has feelings for Mrs.
As for Madame......
Seeing Shen Jiaojiao's lukewarm appearance, Fu Bo choked for a moment, but then comforted himself.
The prince made such a ridiculous decision, and the lady should be angry.
The husband and wife fight at the head of the bed and at the end of the bed, as long as the prince is willing to coax with his heart, Mrs. will be angry sooner or later.
Seeing that the prince moved his chopsticks and clamped a piece of braised lion's head, he couldn't help but look forward to it.
This braised lion's head is Mrs.'s favorite food, if the prince is clipping it to Mrs., then ......
The overly eager eyes made Fu Ti finally unbearable, and his sharp eyes swept over, "Not yet?" ”
"Yes, yes, yes." Fu Bo nodded happily, and secretly scolded himself for being old and confused.
What kind of person is the prince, who whispers and coaxes his wife or something, so that they can see it?
And the people were pardoned.
Obediently, the prince who didn't even want to see them and didn't like to be served by them is finally back!
The joyful Fubo led the joyful subordinates to leave happily.
Only Shen Jiaojiao was inexplicable.
How did these people, who hadn't seen each other for a few days, become so strange one by one?
Miss her so much?
Not really...... It's only been a few days, as for those who are so happy and tearful?