"Yuwen Tianqi, I think you are really going backwards as you grow older!"

Situ Luoyun was so angry that his finger pointing at Yuwen Tianqi was trembling slightly. He didn't know whether it was because of anger or because of the shame he had lost face.

"You are, after all, a first-rank imperial concubine of the imperial court, and as an elder, yet you actually did something so childish!"

"Sir, I..."

Seeing the furious Prime Minister's wife, Yuwen Tianqi felt a surge of regret. He and Luo Yun had finally reconciled, and he really shouldn't have angered Hua Qingcheng just for the momentary pleasure of humiliating her.

"Qingcheng, I'm really sorry. I'm sorry that you are embarrassed by the ignorance of my wife and men in the backyard." Situ Luoyun looked at Hua Qingcheng with an apologetic look.

"Mother-in-law, please stop saying that. Father-in-law is only doing this out of his deep love for A-ye. Besides, he can come up with such a unique dish, not to mention it's quite interesting."

Looking at the strange dishes on the table, Hua Qingcheng smiled faintly, and inexplicably thought of her third husband, Han Yichen, who was both arrogant and a prankster. She wondered how Li Ge and the others were doing at home these days, and whether they missed her...

"Old Xu, have someone remove all the dishes and prepare a new one for the table."

"Yes, sir."

"Wait, Butler Xu."

Just as the butler Old Xu was about to bow and retreat, he was stopped by Hua Qingcheng.

"Mother-in-law, we have been busy in the kitchen for a long time. There is no need to bother anymore. I think these dishes are pretty good. Why don't we just eat them like this?" Hua Qingcheng didn't expect that the serious Prime Minister of Laifeng Kingdom, Situ Luoyun, would have such an... interesting husband.

Upon hearing this, Situ Luoyun looked at Hua Qingcheng with appreciation, then glanced at Yuwen Tianqi beside him with a slight warning, then waved to Butler Xu, who then left the dining hall of Qingxin Courtyard with Chef Jiang and the servants.

After Situ Luoyun picked up his chopsticks, everyone else followed suit and began to eat. Although Yuwen Tianqi had intended to tease him earlier, he had to admit that the cook in the prime minister's residence was quite skilled at cooking. Aside from the inedible "gua wa zi" made from the raw melon, the rest of the dishes tasted quite good.

Hua Qingcheng and others did not finish their lunch until around six quarters in the afternoon. Hua Qingcheng followed Situ Ye to his Feihong Courtyard, and the two of them walked hand in hand in the yard to digest their food.

"I'm sorry, Qingcheng, my father..." When the two of them walked to the pavilion, Situ Ye pulled Hua Qingcheng into his arms, rested his head lightly on her shoulders, and hugged her tightly with both hands.

He was really afraid that because of his father's difficulties, his young wife would suddenly lose her temper and just throw in the towel and leave.

"Aye, your father only does this because he loves you and is afraid that you will marry the wrong person. Don't worry, I won't take it to heart." Hua Qingcheng also stretched out her hands, hugged Situ Ye's back, and calmed him down.

After all, she had raised a son to such an age, and suddenly one day he told her to follow him, so she was the one who got the upper hand. As long as it didn't touch on a matter of principle, it wouldn't matter if she suffered a little injustice from his father.

"Thank you, Qingcheng."

Situ Ye gently held Hua Qingcheng's face and leaned over to kiss her soft and sweet lips. Hua Qingcheng also raised her hand to hook it around Situ Ye's neck, responding to him actively.

The familiar fragrance and sweetness, Situ Ye's throat rolled, and he restrained the raging fire in his lower abdomen, and immersed himself in the warm moment belonging to him and Hua Qingcheng.

Holding Hua Qingcheng's head tightly, Situ Ye swept his tongue across her, prying open her pearly teeth, and pouring all his affection into the interweaving of their lips and tongues, deepening the kiss.

"Qingcheng, why do you say that I'm pregnant with your child? I'm clearly not..."

Hua Qingcheng and Situ Ye's kiss lasted for quarter of an hour before they ended, and they sat side by side on the stone bench in the pavilion.

"I'm sorry, Aye. I lied just now in order to walk into the Prime Minister's Mansion with dignity." Hua Qingcheng put her arm around Situ Ye's arm with a little apology and leaned her head lightly on his broad and strong shoulder.

"I see. No wonder Mother suddenly ordered the main gate to be opened wide and sent Wanqing to welcome you in." Situ Ye's lips curled slightly. His father had intended to humiliate Hua Qingcheng by forcing her to enter the house through the side door, but he hadn't imagined that this would completely implicate his own son.

"But, Qingcheng, I'm not pregnant. If time goes on for too long, the truth will be revealed." Situ Ye said with a little concern.

"My silly Aye, isn't this simple?"

Hua Qingcheng raised her hand and scratched the tip of Situ Ye's nose. Her pair of clear eyes, as bright as water, stared at Situ Ye quietly, with a hint of cunning in her eyes.

"Aye, shouldn't we just be more diligent in the next few days and make sure that the pregnancy is confirmed?" Hua Qingcheng touched Situ Ye with her shoulder and gave him a meaningful smile.

“Cough cough cough…”

“It does seem like a good idea.”

Situ Ye looked up at the sky a little uncomfortably, counting the white clouds in the blue sky: one, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight...

"Silly Aye~"

Hua Qingcheng stretched out her hands and pinched Situ Ye's face, suppressing the upturned corners of her mouth, revealing two shallow dimples on her face, which made her look both charming and cute.

Hearing Hua Qingcheng calling him "Aye" again and again, Situ Ye's heart couldn't help but soften. He grabbed the two little hands that were making trouble on his face and wrapped them tightly in his big palms.

Looking at Hua Qingcheng, whose beauty was different from usual, Situ Ye swallowed his saliva again, but he could only try hard to restrain the urge to kiss her and make love with her.

"Qingcheng, I like to hear you call me Aye." After all, Erlang can be someone else, but Aye is the one and only himself.

"Then I will do as you wish and call you Aye from now on." Hua Qingcheng kissed Situ Ye's lips again like a dragonfly lightly.

“Cough cough cough…”

"Master, the butler of the Prime Minister's Mansion is here."

Shan Zuo, who was standing by, didn't want to disturb the two people's lovey-dovey behavior, but he had to bite the bullet and go forward to report.

Upon hearing this, Hua Qingcheng and Situ Ye sat down and tidied up their slightly messy clothes.

"Young Master, Miss Qingcheng is requested to move to the study room." Butler Old Xu came up to the two of them and bowed to report.

"Did you say what it was?" Situ Ye looked at Hua Qingcheng with a little worry.

"This... I don't know. How can we servants ask about our master's affairs?" Old Xu said with an embarrassed smile.

"It's okay, Aye. Your mother is not a big tiger. I'll be back soon." Hua Qingcheng smiled at Situ Ye, then stood up and followed the footsteps of Butler Xu out of Feihong Courtyard and went all the way to the study in Qingxin Courtyard.

Looking at the backs of Hua Qingcheng and Shan Zuo as they followed Butler Xu away, Situ Ye felt a slight pang in his heart.

His mother is indeed not a big tiger, but she is an old fox! I wonder if Qingcheng can withstand it?