"My lord! Where are you going?! Master is looking for you everywhere!" Zongzheng Fusu came out from the backyard, and just happened to bump into Dongmei who was coming.
"Where is she?" His voice was hoarse, and he ignored Dongmei's question.
"The front hall," Dongmei smiled, "The master cooks and prepares the dinner himself, and the slaves go to boil the medicine first. The prince should hurry over there so that the master will not be in a hurry."
"Okay." Zongzheng helped Su cherish his words like gold.
The front door.
Zongzheng Fusu stopped and glanced into the room, only to find that the girl was drinking tea without saying a word, propping her head up. She had already changed into new clothes, and there was still incense on the table, obviously planning to enjoy this dinner with him.
He frowned and glanced at the blood-stained clothes on his body, then turned around and went directly to the backyard.
Dongfang Jing waited in the front hall for a long time, until the heart was anxious, and when the last bit of patience was about to be worn out, the man finally came back——
He walked in slowly, took off his mask, and sat down opposite her with his usual expression, as if there hadn't been any awkwardness between them before.
Dongfang Jing was very clear in her heart.
not like this.
She stared at the black robe on his body with burning eyes, frowned unobtrusively, and asked calmly, "Why did the prince change his clothes?"
Zongzheng Fusu did not answer her question, but instead asked, "Didn't the princess change too?"
Dongfang Jing was stunned, and looked down at her clothes, but was speechless. Because of cooking, her body was stained with oil, and she didn't want him to see it, so she changed her clothes on purpose. But what about him? Of course he didn't change the clothes because they were dirty, he just didn't like the things she chose for him... Maybe it was more than that, he didn't like her temper.
"Yes." Dongfang Jing smiled slightly, unwilling to point it out.
As soon as Zongzheng Fusu lowered his head, he saw three dishes and one soup on the table, three vegetarian dishes and one clear water soup. Just looking at this dish, it is not the one he usually eats. This girl did it on purpose.
He was almost sure.
"My lord, try this first." Dongfang Jing picked up the chopsticks and put a piece of green leafy vegetable into his bowl, "This is called Tangxin Emerald."
"Sugar Heart Emerald, sounds like a very sweet name." Zongzheng Fusu nodded, and then took a small bite.
Dongfang Jing carefully observed his expression.
Although this dish is called Tangxin Emerald, the taste is not as good as the name. It's not emerald, but it's chopped cold melon with some garlic, mixed casually. Bitter melon is extremely bitter, Wuyou didn't like to eat it when she was a child.
Zongzheng Fusu frowned, and the tip of his tongue almost froze.
"What? Does it taste bad?" Dongfang Jing looked at him pretending to be wronged, "If it doesn't taste good, just spit it out."
Zongzheng Fusu ignored her, chewed hard and swallowed it, then picked up several pieces and ate them like a wolf. He suddenly raised his head and smiled at Dongfang Jing, "I like cold melons to relieve the heat."
Dongfang Jing couldn't help but tightened the handkerchief in her skirt, and frowned again. He obviously didn't like it, yet he wanted to say he liked it! Could it be that because of Zhongli Wanyun's face, he really could bear anything, even if he didn't like her, Dongfang Jing... could he bear it? !
"As long as the prince likes it."
He didn't like it in the past. It turns out that people will change after all. It is impossible for her Wuyou to stand still and wait for her.