Give a Kiss to Paranoid Men

Chapter 50

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"What is that Shen Tuchuan? Even if he becomes the prime minister, so what? His Highness is a relative of the emperor. He is really presumptuous!" When Zhang Sheng returned to the Princess Mansion, the first thing he did was to find Fuyun, cursing and talking about today. thing.

The two of them are about the same age, and they can play together very well, and they are already very good friends now. After hearing this, Fu Yun was also very angry, and threw out the dog's tail grass in his hand: "If I knew that he was such a wolf-hearted person, I should have poisoned his tonic!"

"If I knew he was this kind of person, I should have beaten him to death before he left." Zhang Sheng also echoed.

The two looked at each other, and both saw regret in each other's eyes. If he knew that Shen Tuchuan would become an untouchable existence now, he should have been beaten up back then.

In recent years, since His Highness handed over the military power, she has completely become the eldest princess who is at home. Her prestige has long been greatly reduced. In addition, the most powerful Prime Minister Shentu is at odds with the princess. Today's Princess Mansion has long since lost its glory in the past.

"Young master, why don't we sneak into the prime minister's mansion masked and teach him a lesson?" Zhang Sheng suggested.

Fu Yun sighed: "Forget it, although doing things like this can relieve the anger for a while, it will also cause countless troubles for His Highness, so it's better not to talk to him, at least you can be out of mind if you don't see him."

Today's Fuyun has grown into a big man, and the princess mansion is declining day by day, so he is no longer as impulsive and arrogant as he was three years ago. He only hated that he was not made to be an official, otherwise he would at least be able to work in the court, and if not, he would become His Highness' backing.

"...I really can't get enough of my anger." Zhang Sheng was very depressed. His brother died protecting Shen Tuchuan's parents back then, but now he has to see Shen Tuchuan ignoring His Highness like this. He is really worthless for His Highness and his brothers value.

Fu Yun sighed deeply, and patted his shoulder with a vicissitudes of life.

This scene fell in Ji Ting's eyes, and she couldn't help laughing: "These two probably think I've been wronged."

At this time, she was sitting on the soft couch by the window in the room. She opened the window to let in the air, but she saw the two people talking head to head.

Mu Yuzhi, who was drinking tea on the chair next to him, chuckled lightly when he heard the words: "They didn't know that Shen Tuchuan was able to sever ties and leave with His Highness's permission, so they are naturally wronged for His Highness."

"There's no way to explain this kind of thing. It can't be said that if Shen Tuchuan wants to have a smooth official career, he can't be related to my princess mansion." Ji Ting sighed.

She had already figured out why Shen Tuchuan wanted to leave in the first place. Although the emperor took back her military power, he was always afraid of the power of the Princess Mansion over the years. After she figured it out, she cooperated.

Although she didn't want Shen Tuchuan to go this way, but since he had already made his choice, she would not be his stumbling block.

Mu Yuzhi smiled: "Your Highness is well-intentioned. Although Shen Tuchuan can't thank you in person, he can imagine that he is grateful to His Highness."

"... It's not necessary to be grateful, just can you put on a less ugly face when you see me," Ji Ting curled his lips, "Every time we meet, I will see his cold face, which makes me reluctant to go out. Meet him outside."

"When we see him next time, how about discussing with him and asking him to have a better attitude?" Mu Yuzhi took a sip of hot tea with a smile.

Ji Ting thought about the scene for a while, and couldn't help laughing: "Come on, he seems to hate you more than me. If you tell me, maybe he will humiliate you... But with his temperament, he can actually It's amazing to climb to the position of prime minister."

"Shen Tuchuan only took three years to become an extremely human minister, and his methods are no longer the same as that of Mr. Shen Tu. Your Highness, don't worry about him." Mu Yuzhi said with a smile.

Ji Ting shrugged, as if he didn't care: "I'm just feeling a little bit emotional, not worried."

"I'm really moved, he should be proud now, it's worthwhile for us to help him." Mu Yuzhi sighed.

Ji Ting lowered his eyes and didn't answer, but he was thinking in his heart that he wasn't elated. If he was elated, why hasn't the mission in this world been successful yet

"The emperor called me into the palace two days ago, and His Highness went to admire the plum blossoms at that time, so he didn't tell you." Mu changed the subject with him.

Ji Ting frowned: "Ask you for money again?"

"Scholar, farmer, businessman, merchant is the cheapest, the emperor asked me to pay more military expenses, so that I can be named an imperial merchant in the future, and my status can be raised."

"Fart!" Ji Ting was a little annoyed, "He is just squeezing us. Although he has fought several battles with the barbarians, the treasury has been full in the past few years, and it is far from the time when the people need to contribute. If you are not mine, he will naturally I won't be so harsh on you."

"If money can buy him peace of mind, that's enough." Mu Yuzhi sighed.

Ji Ting, however, was not in a good mood. These years, the emperor was determined to eliminate the influence of the Princess Mansion, and she gave in again and again. Even though Chu Yan was talented as a general and Fu Yun was very gifted in reading, she didn't let them take part in the scientific examination. Only she didn't let Mu do business with her, but she didn't expect that the emperor couldn't even see it.

"This thing is really annoying. I've never seen anyone who hates him more." Ji Ting snorted angrily.

Mu Yuzhi couldn't help laughing, and the hand holding the cup began to shake, so he had to put the cup down quickly.

Ji Ting gave him a sideways glance: "What are you laughing at, I'm not right?"

"No, it's just that His Highness is protecting him so much, it seems that he is more like a relative who has a fellowship with His Highness, and he feels relieved with him." The smile on Mu Yuzhi's face restrained, and he said inadvertently, "The emperor also Be afraid, he and the empress have no children so far, and his body is getting weaker, so he is even more afraid of losing control of Tianqi."

Ji Ting sneered: "He deserves it."

Maybe it’s the butterfly effect that she and Shen Tuchuan didn’t die. In the original text, this time is actually over, and the concubine also gave birth to three children for the emperor, but in reality, not only did the childbirth plot not exist, the emperor gave birth two years ago After a serious illness, I will lose my health since then, and I can't watch memorials for too long every day, let alone have children.

This is also the reason why Shen Tuchuan was promoted so quickly. The emperor's body can no longer handle too many official affairs. He urgently needs someone from a non-family background who is not in harmony with the emperor's relatives to handle political affairs for him, so he gave Shen Tuchuan a chance. .

The laughter of two big boys came from outside the window, and Ji Ting regained his senses slightly.

She took a deep breath and looked at the snowflakes outside the window. It was the first time she stayed in one world for so long, and she almost forgot that she was a time traveler: "Fuyun Zhangsheng, stop nagging outside, come in quickly to get warm, do you want to get sick in such a cold day?!"

After she finished yelling, the Lingtai was immediately clear and refreshed, and when she saw the two people outside running into the house, her mood was even more joyful.

"Your Highness will bully and bully them." Mu Yu laughed.

Ji Ting snorted softly, watched the door being opened, and the two of them squeezed into the room, but just happened to meet a few maids who came to deliver food, so they took the plates and came in directly.

"Your Highness, what kind of rare item is this, I've never seen it before." Fu Yun looked at the dim sum on the plate with a look of surprise.

Ji Hearing paused for a moment, then followed suit to look over, it was indeed something that he had never seen before. She glanced at Mu Yuzhi immediately: "You got this?" Mu Yuzhi's businesses are all over the world, so he is the only one who can get this kind of weird food.

Mu Yu lowered his eyes, with an unpredictable smile on the corner of his mouth: "It's a tribute from Fanbang, and there are only two dishes in the palace."

"You got it from the emperor." Ji Ting picked up one and was about to eat it, but he put it down angrily after thinking of something, "Did he ask you for a silver reward? How much money can we get for just this little shit snack? !"

"Your Highness thinks the Emperor is willing to reward me?" Mu Yu laughed.

Ji Ting stared: "Why, he really sold it at a clearly marked price? Are you shameless?"

"... You'd better eat it." Mu Yu was helpless, and when he saw that Fuyun wanted to take another one after eating, he knocked him mercilessly.

Fu Yun was dissatisfied: "What are you doing, Brother Mu, I'm hungry."

"I'm hungry and ask the kitchen to make something else to eat. This is His Highness's," Mu Yuzhi said and looked at Ji Ting, "The pastry itself is not worth much, but it uses a kind of herb from Tianshan Mountain, which can strengthen the body and prolong life. , is rare, but this kind of herb will wither in three hours after being picked, and it can only be sent to Kyoto if it is kneaded into noodles and made into food."

"So it's good for the body, so let His Highness eat it." Fu Yun immediately pushed the plate in front of Ji Ting.

Under the eyes of everyone, Ji Ting ate a piece with a speechless expression on his face, and felt that the taste was not bad, so he was relieved, and then realized something was wrong: "If this thing is really so precious, how can the emperor be willing to give it to you?" Dog Emperor Now that my body is getting worse day by day, it stands to reason that I should be reluctant to part with it.

"His Royal Highness, you can eat with peace of mind, it won't be stolen by Yuzhi." Mu Yuzhi smiled.

Ji Ting thought it was the same, so he lay down by the window and ate. Seeing that these three people were staring at him, he insisted on sharing with them. Disperse.

With the arrival of a heavy snowfall, the weather turned completely cold, the emperor's illness became more serious, and he lost a lot of weight, Ji Ting began to go to the palace often to see his brother.

It was another morning, when Ji Ting woke up from a sleepless night, the outside was already covered in snow, and the snow on the ground had become a thick layer.

Today is also going to serve the palace, Ji Ting was sitting in the carriage and walking towards the palace, when he was about to reach the gate of the palace, he suddenly became interested: "Stop, I'm going to walk there."

"Your Highness, it's cold today, so don't come out." Zhang Sheng's voice sounded outside.

Ji Ting put on the red cloak on her body: "I just need to exercise more, otherwise my body will definitely be worse every day in the future." After traveling for a long time, she will soon become like the girls in this world, becoming delicate and weak up.

"Yes." Zhang Sheng had no choice but to ask the coachman to stop. When Fu Ji heard the carriage, he murmured, "I knew His Highness was so stubborn, so I asked Brother Chu to see him off."

"... don't tell him about this." Ji Ting gave him a sideways glance, if the family members knew about it, she would be told again.

Seeing her insistence, Zhang Sheng had no choice but to agree. Only then did Ji Ting feel relieved, and walked along the side of the road with a smile on her face, making the creaking sound of her feet on the snow, which made her feel happy.

Zhang Sheng couldn't help laughing, this place is close to the imperial palace, and it has always been a clean place. At this time, the world is full of white, only a bright red streak from His Highness, which looks very much like the candied haws he often buys.

As soon as Ji Ting turned around, he saw the smile on his face, and immediately narrowed his eyes: "What are you laughing at?"

"No, I just think... If Yinyin sees His Highness wearing this cloak, she will be happy." Zhang Sheng was a little embarrassed, and the Yinyin he was talking about was the sweetheart he mentioned before.

Ji Ting looked down at the cloak on her body: "I also think it's very beautiful, thank her for me."

"The humble official will convey it, as long as His Highness doesn't dislike it." This cloak was bought by Yin Yin with all her private money. Although it is considered a high-quality fabric among ordinary people, it is a must-have for His Highness. They won't like it, and now that His Highness is willing to wear it, they are already very grateful.

As soon as he finished speaking, a carriage slowly came from behind, and he protected Ji Ting and walked to the side of the road.

Ji Ting didn't care much, waved his hand at him, turned around and walked forward with ease: "There's nothing to be disgusted with, the most rare thing in the world is this kind of heart, and it's great that I can get it It's an honor, and naturally I like it very much."

"As long as His Highness likes it." Zhang Sheng was a little excited when he heard this.

In the carriage passing by them, a bookboy was pouring tea, and his eyes showed disdain: "Is there really a man in this world who sews clothes specially to please a woman? I'm afraid it's not for the power of the eldest princess."

The person on the main seat was silent, and the book boy couldn't help but say another word: "It's true that the eldest princess hasn't married for so many years, and only hangs out with her men. Shame, are you right, my lord?"

The fingertips of the person who closed his eyes and meditated on the main seat moved, and opened his eyes slowly after a long time. His cold eyes were full of indifference: "A person who has not even finished the four books is worthy of calling himself a scholar?"

"... I know I was wrong." The book boy hurriedly knelt down and admitted his mistake.

Shen Tuchuan closed his eyes: "From tomorrow onwards, you don't have to follow me anymore, go back to your original place."

"The little one knows his mistake, the adults will forgive the little one this time." The book boy was originally a servant in the mansion, but he was promoted because he could read a few words. There is no chance to stand out again.

Shen Tuchuan remained silent, and the book boy begged for a few more words, but he didn't dare to say any more, and resigned to his fate with a gray face.

Ji Ting was playful on the road, and when she arrived at the emperor's bedroom, it was half an hour late. She hurried to the palace, and saluted the emperor on the sick bed: "It's snowing hard on the road, and the carriage broke down halfway. It's too late, please forgive me, Your Majesty."

"Miss Huang, it's late because Tianhan slept in for a while, otherwise, why is it not too late for Shentu?" The emperor's joking voice sounded, revealing the weakness of a long illness.

Ji Ting raised her head subconsciously, only to find that Shen Tuchuan was also there, her gaze hurriedly swept across his face, then she lowered her head and said, "Your Majesty, Miss Huang is also a person who wants to save face."

"That's all, give me a seat for my face-saving imperial sister." The emperor couldn't help laughing, and then coughed.

Ji Ting hurried over to help him pat his back, and after he finished coughing, regardless of the mess, he took a handkerchief and wiped it for him, then remembered to ask: "Your Majesty, why don't you see the imperial concubine?"

Shen Tuchuan watched her step forward with a handkerchief, his cold eyes seemed to have no emotion at all.

"Don't mention her to me!" After the emperor finished speaking, he looked at the handkerchief in Ji Ting's hand, and his face softened again, "The one who treats me best in this world is really the imperial sister, as for others, don't mention it."

... It turned out that there was another quarrel. Ji Ting clicked his tongue in his heart, smiled and comforted him and then returned to his seat.

The male and female protagonists, the emperor and the imperial concubine, probably responded to the phrase 'the story is over, but life continues'. The original text only wrote about the two people's harmony after all misunderstandings were resolved, but did not write about the new quarrel that would occur afterwards New resentment.

Now it's time for the draft again. The emperor didn't choose for the imperial concubine a few years ago, but after so many years without heirs, the pressure on the emperor is getting bigger and bigger. This year, he finally let go of choosing some beautiful women to enter the palace. Now these two people estimate that It was because of this that we quarreled.

After Ji Ting pretended to be serving, he handed over all the work to the maid, and cleaned his hands and went to eat snacks.

After the emperor recovered, he began to deal with political affairs with Shen Tuchuan. It was rare for Ji Ting to encounter this scene, so he couldn't help but listen to a few more words. Although he knew that Shen Tuchuan was now an important court official under one person, Ji Ting still couldn't help being speechless when he heard that he could easily influence the emperor's thoughts.

After sitting with him for more than an hour, the emperor finally lay down tired, and asked Shen Tuchuan to take the rest of the things back to deal with, and at the same time asked Ji Ting to go back.

"Shentu take the emperor back home." After the emperor lay down, a hint of teasing flashed in his eyes.

Ji Ting silently rolled his eyes in his heart, thinking that this dog doesn't know that Shen Tuchuan is a stranger to her now? He even asked someone to send her off.

She was about to refuse, when she heard the emperor say: "It's not that the carriage is broken, I can rest assured that Shen Tu will send you back."

"... Your Majesty, is the palace so poor that there isn't even a carriage?" Ji Ting was speechless.

The emperor liked the way she resisted Shen Tuchuan, so he couldn't help laughing, and became more playful: "Yes, the palace is very poor, so this matter can only be left to Shen Tu."

Ji Ting took a deep breath, and was about to speak when Shen Tuchuan said flatly: "I obey."

"..." After everyone said that, it seemed inappropriate for her to refuse, so Ji Ting could only go out with Shen Tuchuan.

From the emperor's bedroom to the gate of the palace, there is a long way to go together, Ji Ting's thoughts diverged a little, and suddenly remembered that the two of them went home like this three years ago, but the weather was not as cold as it is now, and Shen Tuchuan was not as cold as it is now silence.

Just as he was distracted, he suddenly stepped on a frozen spot, Ji Ting let out an exclamation and leaned back, closing his eyes quickly in fright. I thought I was going to be thrown hard, but a big hand wrapped around my waist, and I was directly brought into a cold embrace.

Ji Ting flinched in fright, and then carefully opened his eyes, seeing Shen Tuchuan's face close at hand, he hurriedly took a step back, keeping a distance from him.

"Thank you Lord Shentu." Ji Ting said with a smile.

Shen Tuchuan glanced at her, and continued to walk forward calmly, like a programmed robot, numb and indifferent. Ji Ting was speechless for a moment, but still followed.

"Mu Yuzhi's business is gone?"

An inexplicable question suddenly came to his ear, Ji Ting didn't react for a while, and after a moment of stupefaction, he realized that it was Shen Tuchuan who was talking to him, and couldn't help being very surprised——

He talked to himself, this is the first time in three years!

"The business is okay, why did Master Shentu ask like that?" Ji Ting thought for a while, but decided to be careful. After all, three years have passed, and no one knows what he is thinking now. If he wants to please the emperor by overthrowing himself, There was really no place to cry.

Shen Tuchuan glanced at her indifferently: "Since the firm is okay, why did you allow you to wear this tattered cloak?"

"...What is a tattered cloak? The clothes in this palace are made of fine brocade. If they are also tattered, Master Shentu must have too high a view." Ji Ting was a little angry, thinking that this person is too dumb to speak, why not Ignore her.

A trace of disdain flashed in Shen Tuchuan's eyes: "The material is good, but the workmanship is not necessarily so. Your Highness wears it like a string of candied haws."

"... I like it, it is the best clothes in the world," Yinyin is the daughter of a merchant, and she is the most impatient to do these things on weekdays. Naturally, her skills are not as good as those of the embroiderers who have learned for many years. Ji Ting heard him slander As for his own clothes, he suddenly didn't want to talk to him, "Sir Shentu has never received clothes from others, so he naturally doesn't know that the most important thing in this world is the heart."

While talking, Ji Ting saw Zhang Sheng waiting in front of him, and immediately quickened his pace to pass Shen Tuchuan, not wanting to say a word to him.

Shen Tuchuan walked forward with a cold face, and before he reached the gate of the palace, Ji Ting had already entered his carriage, lifted the curtain and said to him: "My palace's carriage has been repaired, so I don't need to send it to you, Lord Shentu." .”

"This is the emperor's order." Shen Tuchuan said lightly.

Ji Ting doesn't want to see him now: "Then please trouble Master Shentu's carriage to follow behind this Palace, and go back to the Princess Mansion." She wanted to see if this man would take off his pants and fart.

The truth is, he will.

Ji heard that in front of the princess mansion, got out of the carriage and saw another one following his own carriage, he was a little speechless at the moment, but after thinking about it, he was going to go over and say goodbye to him.

Zhang Sheng wanted to keep up, but Ji Ting was afraid that Shen Tuchuan's nonsense would hurt him, so he didn't agree, and walked to Shen Tuchuan's carriage alone: "My lord has fulfilled his duties, so I won't see you off."

The people in the carriage didn't speak, Ji Ting took a deep breath, glanced at the crowd coming and going, gritted his teeth and turned back. She was mentally sick, so she wanted to be polite, but she didn't expect this person to turn his face faster than a book, and he ignored her after mocking her cloak.

After she returned to the mansion, the door of the Princess Mansion was closed, Shen Tuchuan's coachman asked in a low voice: "My lord, are you leaving now?"

"Let's go." Shen Tuchuan said lightly, lifted the curtain of the car and looked out, a pedestrian happened to meet his eyes, he was stunned for a moment, then turned his face away in a panic and left.

A trace of sarcasm flashed in Shen Tuchuan's eyes, he closed the curtains of the car and closed his eyes to rest his mind.

Half an hour later, the pedestrian who had looked at him before appeared in the palace and told the emperor what happened just now. The emperor coughed and frowned: "This Shen Tuchuan is too small-minded, but he was betrayed by the emperor, do he really want to resent him for the rest of his life?"

Having said that, a trace of joy flashed in his eyes. After all, Shen Tuchuan has no one to trust, so he can only be loyal to him, which is what he wants.

"Your Majesty, this servant was almost discovered when he was following Lord Shentu today. This servant has the guts to feel that there is no need to follow him in the future. If Lord Shentu really has something to do with His Highness the Princess, he should have shown his feet in the past three years." The man said cautiously.

The emperor was silent for a moment, then nodded: "There is no need to follow after that day, if Shentu finds out, it will hurt our friendship."

"Yes." The man glanced at Eunuch Liu who was beside the emperor, and he was relieved when he saw him nodding his head slightly.

After the people left, Eunuch Liu immediately stepped forward and delivered the medicine to the emperor: "The emperor should take the medicine."

"Take medicine every day and it won't get better, I won't take it!" The emperor was irritated.

Eunuch Liu hurriedly knelt down: "But the imperial concubine made this medicine herself, you can't waste her heart!"

"She lost her temper with me, and she still boiled medicine for me?" The emperor seemed to be in a better mood.

Eunuch Liu nodded: "Yes, the imperial concubine is most worried about the emperor's health, even if she is angry, she must take care of you."

"In that case, let's bring it here." The emperor saw the medicine, and there was a hint of disgust in his eyes, but he still drank the contents of the bowl.

Eunuch Liu smiled and went down with the bowl himself.

Inside the princess mansion, Ji Ting held back his fire and told Mu Yuzhi about today's events, but the result became more and more angry, and finally announced: "From today on, Shen Tuchuan and dogs are not allowed to enter my princess mansion!"

As soon as the words fell, Fuyun ran over happily leading a little yellow dog: "Your Highness! I picked up a dog outside, can I keep it?"

"... yes," Ji Ting just agreed, when he saw that the smile on Mu Yuzhi's face deepened, he coughed and turned his face away, "Change the rules, only Shen Tuchuan is not allowed in."

"Shen Tuchuan? What did he do again?" Fu Yun was not happy.

Ji Ting curled her lips: "It's okay, I just don't want to talk to him." Then, she turned and left.

Fu Yun looked puzzled, and asked Mu Yuzhi again, and Mu Yuzhi smiled, "You're still young, so you don't understand." After speaking, he followed suit.

Fu Yun rolled his eyes, he will be twenty after the Chinese New Year, and ordinary people get married and have children, so only these people think of him as a child.

The Chinese New Year is coming in a blink of an eye. Although the Princess Mansion is declining now, it still has a certain status in the hearts of the generals. From time to time, people send some things to the mansion. The generals are honest. Most of them are chicken, duck and fish. I gained a lot of weight.

On the early morning of the New Year's Eve, before Ji Ting got up, he heard a noise outside, and opened his eyes curiously: "What's going on outside?"

"If you go back to His Highness, it seems that someone has come to give you a gift." The personal maid served in the room and did not see the situation outside.

Ji Ting was puzzled: "It's not the first time I've received a gift. As for such a big movement?"

"Why don't you go and see for yourself, Your Highness?"

Ji Ting gave her a sideways look, and agreed with a funny face, and several servant girls hurriedly helped her change, and went out in a crowd.

"Why are you joining in the fun?" Ji Ting strode into the crowd.

When the others saw her coming, they quickly saluted her, and then an older nun said: "When the boy opened the door this morning, he saw a box in front of the gate. When he opened it, he saw many cloaks, so he asked someone to carry it." Come in, girls think this is strange, just talking, "

"Cloak?" Ji Ting raised his eyebrows.

The nanny hurriedly took her to the side hall, and opened the box containing the cloaks: "Look, Your Highness, the material of these cloaks is very good, but for some reason, the stitches are very bad. It really insults the good material, and I don't know. What is the meaning of sending these here?"

Ji Ting watched them spread out their cloaks one by one, and couldn't help being speechless for a while. Who gave this thing, it seems needless to say, deliberately sewing the cloak like this is nothing more than mocking her previous one.

"Your Highness, do you want to throw them all out?" Mammy couldn't help asking in a low voice when she saw her complexion.

Ji Ting gritted his teeth: "No, keep it and put it in the warehouse."

"Yes." Mammy immediately asked someone to pack up the things and move them away.

After moving the things down, Ji Ting was still upset. After entering the palace to pay homage to the emperor, he was still angry on the way back. He simply stopped the carriage when he passed the market, told the others to go back first, and wandered around the street by himself. .

I have to say that shopping can really improve my mood, even if I don’t buy anything, I’m still happy, but I’m hungry when I’m shopping.

Ji Ting went to the dining area with a smile, ordered a bunch of fried snacks, waited for a while, took them, and was about to leave.

"Girl, you haven't paid me yet?!" The peddler hurriedly called her to stop.

The smile on Ji Ting's face froze, and she looked around subconsciously, only to remember that everyone was distracted by her. And she, a noble princess, obviously doesn't bring money with her when she doesn't go to Fengyuelou to buy someone.

She was silent for a moment, thinking about the success rate of negotiating credit with the peddler. Before she could come up with a result, a slender hand passed her and put the money into the peddler's money box.

Ji Ting subconsciously looked around, snorted softly when he saw Shentu Chuan, handed him all the snacks, and said with a cold and proud face: "Since Lord Shentu bought them, then these belong to the Lord."

"Your Highness won't eat?" Shen Tuchuan looked down at her hand.

Of course I want to eat it, otherwise what do I buy it for, but I have to have a backbone, just as Ji Ting was about to say no, his hand was empty, and this person actually took it away.

Shen Tuchuan picked out a fried Lantern Festival, and nodded slightly after eating it: "Not bad, it's burnt on the outside and tender on the inside, and the lips and teeth are fragrant."

"..."

"Your Highness really don't want to eat?" Shen Tuchuan asked, and used a bamboo stick to tie a Lantern Festival out.

Ji Ting couldn't help swallowing, and when he turned his head, he saw that the hawker was about to close his stall, so he couldn't help being anxious: "You didn't do it so early?"

"Isn't this in a hurry to go home and post the pair? If the girl likes it, come back after the third day of the Lunar New Year, and I will give you more Lantern Festival." The peddler smiled and put away all the food on the stall.

... After the third day of the Lunar New Year, that is to say, she will have at least four days to eat.

"Your Highness, it's cold." Shen Tuchuan reminded lightly.

Ji Ting gave him a sideways glance, and ate the Lantern Festival in one gulp, so hot that he couldn't help pursing his lips and exhaling. Shen Tuchuan's eyes swept over her red lips, and finally landed on her body: "Why is your Highness still wearing this cloak?"

"Bengong likes it!" Ji Ting became even more greedy after eating a Lantern Festival, but he didn't want to talk to him after hearing him talk.

Shen Tuchuan turned to the side to make way for her, and walked with her in the direction of the princess mansion. It was the New Year's Eve tonight, and there were fewer and fewer people on the street at this time, and when they walked out of the busy city, there were no people around.

"Aren't the ones prepared by the lower officials better than this one?" Shen Tuchuan asked as he walked, picking out a fried tofu skewer that was not so greasy from a pile of snacks and gave it to her.

For the sake of tofu skewers, Ji Ting reluctantly answered him: "Your ones are far behind."

Shen Tuchuan was silent for a moment, took back the tofu skewers from her hand, took a bite in front of her, and said lightly: "It tastes good."

"..." I'm already running to the third person, and if I grab a tofu skewer from her on the street, do I have to be shameless

Ji Ting swallowed, stared at the tofu skewers in his hand with a cold face, and then noticed his fingers holding the tofu skewers.

Seeing that his fingers were covered with red blood spots, as if he had been stabbed many times by something, Ji Ting raised his eyebrows: "Master Shentu is the Prime Minister of Tianqi, he is an important court official under one person and above ten thousand, he should not be the most pampered Why? Why are there so many injuries on your hands?"

"Your Highness is just joking. Who will be able to beat His Highness?" Shen Tuchuan turned away his face and walked forward. He changed his left hand to hold food, and hid his right hand in his sleeve.

Ji Ting snorted, snatched the Fried Lantern Festival while he was not paying attention, tied one out and ate it, and felt more at ease. He squinted at him and asked, "What are you following me for?"

"I'll take His Highness back." Shen Tuchuan replied.

Ji Ting shrugged: "No need, I can go back by myself." He ate while walking towards home.

However, Shen Tuchuan still followed, she frowned, and was interrupted by Shen Tuchuan before she could speak: "It's the Chinese New Year, and the roads are quite deserted, if there are desperadoes ambushing in secret, Your Highness is really in danger. "

"You also said that the road along the road is deserted, so where are the thieves?"

"I'm not afraid of ten thousand."

Ji Ting turned his head to meet his gaze, and after a moment of stupefaction, he suddenly realized that he was a care left behind by his parents after they were killed by the barbarians.

For a while, I didn't know what to say. After a long silence, Ji Ting only said one sentence: "Today is Chinese New Year, eat more good food."

"I've eaten it."

Ji Ting was stunned for a moment: "You..." He was obviously talking about the mess he just bought.

"These are very good." Shen Tuchuan looked at her fixedly, turned his face away for a while, "The servants have worked hard for a year, and I let them all go back for this kind of festival. Now I am the only one in the mansion, so I don't bother to buy them."

Ji Ting felt uncomfortable when he heard that Shentu's family was so lively and splendid in the past, but he didn't expect that he was the only one left now.

"How about..." Ji Ting stopped after only two words.

Shen Tuchuan moved his fingertips slightly, as if he was waiting for her next words, but Ji Ting didn't say a word until the two arrived in front of the princess mansion.

Ji Ting glanced at the door, hesitated and bit his lip: "How about..."

"What?" Shen Tuchuan took a step forward, and the distance between the two instantly became closer.

"Why don't I ask someone to bring you some bacon, chicken and duck back home, and you cook yourself a New Year's Eve dinner, so as not to lose yourself."

"..."

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