Those cruel words of rejection were like a knife stabbing into the hearts of the two.
Their lips were buzzing, and their mouths were filled with bitterness.
To this day, it is all their own fault and they cannot blame anyone else; even if it hurts or is uncomfortable, they have to endure it.
This is what they owe their sister.
"Xiao Ye, wash your hands, it's time to have lunch."
Outside the courtyard, Jun Yuyang walked in. Over his noble black robe, he was wearing a brown apron, and his sleeves were rolled up, turning him into a househusband.
Everyone who saw it was shocked.
His Highness is a general who is in charge of a region and is able to plan strategies on the battlefield!
He is a fighter!
His hands have always been used to hold knives and swords, and he has always been decisive in killing people, but today he is holding a spatula.
Qin Ye frowned and sneered, "You broke into the Imperial Master's Mansion without permission, walked around as if there was no one there, and moved as if you were at home. You really are very familiar with the place."
An ironic remark, mocking the three people for not knowing the etiquette of host and guest.
Jun Qingyu seemed not to understand and grinned: "You are a princess and I am a prince, aren't we a family?"
The tone is righteous.
“…”
How could this person be so unreasonable and so arrogant?
"There is a kitchen in the Imperial Master's Mansion, so Your Highness doesn't need to worry about it."
Jun Yuyang looked at her and said, "I fired the cook."
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Qin Ye was stunned. "You... that's the cook of our master's house! How could you fire him?"
"I've opened up five times the monthly salary. They left faster than dogs. From today on, I'll cook and learn. I'll make whatever you want to eat."
“…”
What on earth are these three people trying to do by doing this?
Could it be that the three of them like her?
She's not narcissistic to that extent.
"I'm not hungry. You guys eat. When you're done, it's time to go home."
"You are not hungry, and we are not hungry either. Just tell me when you are hungry, and I will keep the vegetables in the pot and keep them warm over low heat." Jun Yuyang is very considerate, delicate and thoughtful.
"Have some fruit?" Jun Yilin brought a fruit plate with bananas, grapes, pears, apples, and longans, all washed.
The attentiveness of these three people made Qin Ye feel nervous. He couldn't even hide from them, let alone eat with them or have fruit.
After refusing, he quickly went into the house, closed the door, and isolated them outside.
"Princess... ahem, what happened?"
On the bed, Ai Ai coughed weakly.
Qin Ye walked over and said, "It's okay. Just lie down and don't move. Wait for my brother to come back, then we'll eat."
She didn't want to see those three people.
Half an hour later, she thought Ling Yixing should be back, but he didn't.
An hour later...
Two hours...
Outside the door, there were finally footsteps and voices. Qin Ye's eyes lit up slightly. Ling Yixing was back!
He immediately opened the door, stuck his head out, and his expression froze.
The person who came was actually Shen Shichen.
Shen Shichen said: "I didn't expect that the three princes were also in the Imperial Master's Mansion. I came to look for Princess Lingye."
"What do you want to see her for?" Jun Yuyang asked.
"It's like this, I received the news that the emperor granted me a marriage, and I came here specially to cancel the engagement."
After these words were spoken, the three brothers frowned and their faces turned ugly.
If the news of the broken engagement spread, it would damage Lingye's reputation. A princess would be suspected by a group of scholars. I don't know how many people would laugh their heads off.
They would never allow this to happen.
Jun Yuyang's voice turned cold, "Who said Ling Ye is going to marry you?"
Jun Yilin sneered, "Where did the marriage come from? Where did the imperial decree come from? Master Shen, are you dreaming in broad daylight? Even if Ling Ye was blind, he wouldn't fall in love with you."
Jun Qingyu sneered: "You want to marry her, but we don't allow her to marry, so how can you cancel the engagement? You, a scholar, are good at flattering yourself!"