Xiao Zhihua was helped away by Baoyu, completely confused: "Your Majesty, Hua'er means... Your Majesty..."

Zong Zhengchen raised his hand, "I understand what you mean. There is a large beast in the princess's courtyard. You will not come here again."

Xiao Zhihua: “???”

"Also, it is the princess's freedom to keep pets. If you know the danger, don't go to the princess' yard. If you know the danger and still take the initiative to go to the princess's yard, then you deserve it!"

Zong Zhengchen stood in front of Qin Ye, his eagle-like eyes sweeping over the servants around him.

The servants tightened their belts, bowed their heads and said in unison:

"We will listen to your orders, my Lord!"

From now on, unless it is something extremely important, I will not bother the princess.

Qin Ye raised his eyebrows, but he was able to have some peace and quiet, but:

"You can talk, but why are you stealing my porridge?"

She stretched out her white hand, snatched the bowl of porridge from the man's hand, raised her head to take a sip, and went back to the yard leisurely.

——What kind of gift should I buy for Prince Li on his wedding day?

Zong Zhengchen pricked up his ears and heard her thoughts.

The wedding gift for Prince Li was naturally prepared by Prince Chen's Mansion. Did she want to give another one?

He immediately followed him in, and Yue'er winked at him and served him another bowl of vegetable and lean meat porridge, which was also served with a small bowl of spicy cabbage.

Qin Ye sat down and saw something with his sharp eyes: "What's wrong with your leg?"

Walking with a limp?

Speaking of legs, the man changed to a difficult posture of bending over, supporting his legs, and staggering with each step, sighing:

"I don't know who bit me last night..."

“…”

She just bit him once, and he was so seriously injured? So seriously that his leg was broken?

I have lived for two lifetimes, and I have never seen such a pretentious man!

He picked up his chopsticks, picked up a pickle and threw it into his mouth, "Got it, drink the porridge and get out of here."

“…”

Only in front of Qin Ye did Zong Zhengchen feel this sense of frustration, as if his achievements, appearance, identity, status, and charm were all worthless in her eyes.

He shamelessly pulled aside a stool and sat down, and the topic returned to the wedding of the King Li:

"In five days, Prince Li will be getting married. I have prepared a gift for him and have come to let the princess take a look. If it is not suitable, she can change it in time."

Zong Zhengchen picked up the spoon and took a sip of porridge, "Butler!"

I smacked my lips. This porridge was actually better than any other I had ever eaten!

Outside the door, the butler came in quickly, holding a dark brown, long brocade box in his hand. It was covered softly with fine brocade cloth, and a bottle of Guanyin, the Goddess of Childbirth, lay quietly inside.

When Qin Ye saw this Guanyin, there was a subtle and strange expression on his face.

Aren't those who usually send this kind of gifts women or elders?

Are there any men who send Guanyin as a gift?

"The current emperor has three princesses and seven princes, but his grandchildren are extremely rare. Apart from the young marquis, there are two little princesses and no grandchildren. It has been the emperor's wish for many years to have a grandson."

Zong Zhengchen explained, but looked at Qin Ye meaningfully, "Ye'er, take a look, how about this gift I prepared?"

Aren't these words meant for Qin Ye to hear?

The implication is: I want to have a son with you.

Qin Ye drank the porridge with a normal expression, as if he didn't understand, and nodded, "Your Highness is really thoughtful. This bottle of Guanyin is transparent, polished and exquisite, and the workmanship is top-notch. It contains rich meanings. I'm sure His Royal Highness Prince Li will like it."

Zong Zhengchen raised his eyebrows.

Tsk.

Qin Ye's opinion rarely agreed with his.

It seems that he has a good vision.

The next second, someone burst into laughter:

——Hahahaha! Oh my god! Come and see this old monk Zong Zhengchen. He is so young, but he can actually give others fertility-giving Guanyin. Guanyin, hahahaha!

——Does he think he is a bodhisattva? Does he think he is an old lady? I have never seen such a funny thing in my life. I am dying of laughter, hahahaha!

——He is such a feudal old-fashioned guy!

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