He knew in his heart that his one hundred thousand taels of gold, and even the entire treasure house on the first floor of the sky, were now in the hands of Prince Jing.
Now he has to personally deliver 10,000 taels of gold to Prince Jing's palace. How can he be willing to do so
But if he didn't give it away, how would he have the face to appear in front of Xia Yuanqiu in the future
At Shenshi, Yuanqiu closed the door of Miaoshou Hall and returned to his home in Ninghe Lane. Under the peach tree in the small courtyard, a beautiful man stood leaning against the tree. The breeze blew down the peach blossoms, and he was in the rain of flowers. Looking at her with a smile.
With a blush on her face, she pushed open the door, deliberately ignored his presence, and went straight into the house.
Knowing that she would come back, he had already sent his men to clean the place spotlessly.
He followed quickly, and as soon as he entered the room, he pointed to the pile of food on the table and said, "Cook me a meal today!"
She turned around and widened her beautiful eyes: "Why? Are the chefs in your palace on strike?"
He chuckled: "Why else? Of course you are my wife. Isn't it natural for a husband to eat the food cooked by his wife?"
Yuan Qiu shrugged, spread his hands and said, "Then you go find your wife to cook, she has nothing to do with me!"
She is always tough-talking, but she will eventually relent, he knows it, he knows it.
Therefore, he was not surprised at all when the delicious meal was served.
Her eyes lit up when she saw him eating. Although he still maintained his elegance, his speed was very fast. The plates of dishes were about to reach the bottom. She couldn't help but shake her head, poured a cup of warm tea and handed it to her: "Eat slowly." , it’s like a starving ghost reincarnated, others don’t know it, they think you are being tortured in the palace!”
He grinned his oily mouth, revealing his white teeth that were close to the vegetable leaves, and said with a smile: "No cook in the palace can compare with your skills. Haven't you noticed that I have lost weight?"
Yuan Qiu shook his head and looked at him from head to toe: "I didn't notice it. He seems to be fat!"
He pouted and stared at her with a silly look on his face: "What's wrong with your eyes! You haven't even noticed that your husband-in-law has lost weight!"
Yuan Qiu suppressed his laughter and said seriously: "Maybe it's because my eyes are fat and I really can't see how thin you are!"
Zhu Yan couldn't stand it anymore. He was not very good at acting silly and cute yet and needed more practice.
The two laughed and laughed for a while, and Yuan Qiu asked again: "Where is Yuan Hao? Why don't you bring him with you?"
Zhu Yan stuffed another piece of plain meat into his mouth and said vaguely: "He doesn't want to come. He has been pestering Xing Ying all day long to teach him kung fu. He is learning it happily."
She raised her eyebrows: "Really?"
He didn't look at her, only looked at the dishes on the plate, and his voice rose slightly: "Really, how could I lie to you? Absolutely not!"
He is not a very good liar, especially when he lies, he will involuntarily raise his voice to suppress his guilty conscience.
She didn't say anything, just smiled faintly, and swept through the wind and clouds with him, finishing all the four dishes and one soup on the table.
After eating, she stood up to clean up, but he pushed her down and said with a smile: "Just rest, I'll do it!"
She raised her eyebrows, is he coming? He is such a dignified prince, he has probably never done such a thing before! !
"you sure?"
He nodded, his hand already touching the bowl with leftover soup.
Seeing how calmly he carried the dishes and walked to the kitchen, she could predict that the kitchen would be very lively after a while.
Sure enough, the sound of broken dishes and his annoyed curses kept coming from the kitchen. She couldn't help but raise her forehead. It seemed that he was not just here for a meal. He must have deliberately wanted to destroy her kitchen and make her give up the idea of staying here.