He wants to treat us, why doesn't he pay money? !

Qi Qingchen pretended not to hear and walked all the way to the dining hall. Yan Shiyao followed him into the dining hall angrily.

Just after sitting down for a while, Zhu Qing came in with Jiang Jin.

"Your Highness." Jiang Jin saluted with a smile.

Yan Shiyao's gaze fell on Jiang Jin's lower abdomen. Through the clothes, her abdomen was bulging. Jiang Jin stroked her lower abdomen with her hand, her eyes were very gentle.

Qi Qingchen was too lazy to pay attention to her. If it weren’t for her, how could Yan Shiyao be so crazy?

"Your Highness." Jiang Jin bit her lip, tears welling up in her eyes.

Qi Qingchen took the teacup handed to him by the maid and drank the tea slowly and leisurely.

Jiang Jin's heart tightened. She was pregnant, so was His Highness going to ignore her?

So what should she do in the future?

Yan Shiyao stared at the dishes on the table and swallowed.

I was waiting for Ningning to have dinner in the mansion, but before she showed up, I hurried to the Third Prince's mansion. I'm a little hungry now.

"Third Prince, silver." Yan Shiyao knocked on the table impatiently.

Qi Qingchen suppressed his emotions, took out the jade pendant from his waist and threw it to her, "Get lost."

Yan Shiyao curled her lips and said with a half-smile, "Third Prince, you were not like this in Yuanjin Manor."

Qi Qingchen took a big bite of the crispy roll and stared at her with an unpleasant look.

Mentioning Yuanjinzhuang again!

A constant reminder of how stupid he is?

Yan Shiyao tilted her head and chuckled, "Third Prince, stop flirting with me, or I will kill you in Yuanjin Manor..."

"Yan Shiyao!" Qi Qingchen glared at her with a dark face.

Mention again!!

"Third Prince, if you promise me, I promise not to mention it again." Yan Shiyao's eyes curved.

Qi Qingchen took a breath, pinched her chin, and whispered, "Yan Shiyao, on what basis do you want to take over the palace? And you dare to threaten the palace?"

"Your Highness wants me to make you crazy..."

Qi Qingchen suddenly lowered his head and kissed her lips. Yan Shiyao's words were stuck in her throat before she could finish them.

Jiang Jin's heart ached, and she tried hard to calm her emotions that were about to collapse.

Zhu Qing supported her body, her heart in her throat, fearing that the concubine would be angered by His Highness and have an accident.

She is still pregnant and can't have any accidents.

“Qi Qingchen!” Yan Shiyao pushed him away, her face turning red with anger.

The man licked his lips and said in a hoarse voice, "Yan Shiyao, shut up."

Why does my heart beat faster for no reason when I kiss her?

Yan Shiyao tried to hold back, but couldn't hold it back any longer, so she picked up the dish at hand and threw it at Qi Qingchen.

The hot and greasy soup spilled onto his robe. Qi Qingchen clenched his fists and yelled, "Yan Shiyao, if you don't clean up the palace today, don't even think about leaving the Third Prince's Mansion!"

"If I don't want to leave, then I won't leave." Yan Shiyao sat on the sandalwood chair and began to taste the dishes leisurely.

She was hungry, so she finished her meal before leaving.

Qi Qingchen pinched the bridge of his nose and growled at the maidservant waiting beside him, "Everyone, retreat, Your Highness."

The maids followed the orders and did not dare to delay, and began to remove the dishes tremblingly.

Yan Shiyao: “…”