He stood up and followed, "Prepare the meal."

"I'm not hungry."

"You're hungry." He held her hand and led her to the table. When he saw her getting up to leave, he stretched out his long arm and pressed her to sit on his lap. He put his left hand around her waist, so she couldn't leave even if she wanted to.

Qin Ye frowned and couldn't get up, so he simply didn't get up.

She sat heavily on his legs, lifting her feet slightly off the ground, and put all her weight on the man's legs.

She originally weighed 90 kilograms, and now, as she is pregnant, she weighs at least 120 kilograms.

The man noticed this subtle movement and raised his eyebrows slightly.

The way my daughter-in-law acts like a spoiled brat is so adorable.

Soon, the food was served. Zong Zhengchen fed Qin Ye himself, but he refused: "I don't want to eat fish."

"Okay, then I won't eat it." He followed her instructions, put down the fatty fish, and instead picked up a piece of steamed golden red date chicken.

She pursed her lips, "I don't want to eat chicken either."

The man raised his eyebrows, "Then don't eat it."

Put down the tender and fragrant chicken and pick up a piece of the more appetizing spicy and sour potato shreds with chopsticks.

"I don't want to eat potatoes either." She still kept her mouth shut and didn't want a single bite.

The man raised his eyebrows a little more and glanced at the woman with her arms folded across her chest and her cheeks puffed up. It was obvious that she was unhappy and angry. She refused to eat and was secretly encouraging him.

He held the chopsticks patiently and tasted all twelve dishes.

Then, he threw away his chopsticks and spoke in a cold voice:

"How do the kitchen staff do their job? A bunch of good-for-nothings! If you can't even cook a dish that suits the princess' taste, what use is there for me to keep you around? Drag all of you away, give you fifty lashes, and kick you out of the palace!"

"!"

The four maids who were serving the meal were so frightened that they fell to the ground in terror.

"Your Majesty, please spare me! Please spare me! Princess, please spare me!"

If he is hit with fifty sticks, he will be half crippled if not killed.

"We will go down and redo it right away. Please have mercy on us, Princess. Please have mercy on us, Princess!" They kowtowed and begged for mercy, tears falling from their eyes due to fear.

Zong Zhengchen said nothing, leaning lazily on the back of the chair, glancing at the woman in his arms.

Obviously, he was waiting for her to speak.

Didn’t Qin Ye know what he meant?

Want to use the lives of people in the kitchen to force her to submit? If it were normal times, she would definitely talk to him nicely and live a good life, but he was really too much last night.

Forced, coerced, violated…without any regard for her feelings, she was tossed around like a corpse, with no human rights at all.

Her face was cold and her voice was even colder:

"If you want to cane me, then do it. The prince is the one who makes the decisions in the palace. What's the point of begging me?"

"princess!"

"Princess, spare my life!"

The maids cried in fear.

Zong Zhengchen frowned, "You really don't want to eat?"

Qin Ye pursed his lips: "I've already said I'm not hungry, how can I eat? You insist on making me eat, are you going to force me to eat?"

When the man heard this, his slightly tense brows relaxed immediately and he smiled and said:

"That's possible."

"???"

Before Qin Ye understood what these words meant, he saw the man pick up the soup bowl, take a sip, then hold the back of her head and press it hard towards him.

Lip prints.

Pry open the lips and teeth.

“Hmm!”

The rich soup poured into her mouth and spread out. The man's tongue pushed in, mixed with his heavy breathing, aggressive, compulsory, and irresistible.

She widened her eyes, grabbed his clothes on his chest with both hands, and pushed him hard:

"Put... Yeah!"