Chapter 14: You want to go to jail?
"You are not right. My grandfather's 'Purple Gold Marshal' is indeed invincible in the world."
"But, he is my grandfather."
Song Youning picked up the broken bowl on the ground and handed it to him.
"My granddaughter praised my grandfather for his superb insect-raising skills. This is the joy of family."
"And you..."
Song Youning took out a few gold ingots from his pocket and threw them into his broken bowl.
"Zhang Tiezui, who gave you the courage to tell a fortune teller about the late emperor?"
Song Youning: "Besides, you have been making up stories about me in the capital every day, saying that I am not doing my job and am idle."
She took a half step closer and said, "I don't care about these things."
"Exile you to Lingnan..."
"Isn't it a good deal for you?"
Her voice had an upturned ending, and it was innocent and romantic, but every word she said sent chills down one's spine.
The old beggar's eyes gradually widened. He finally understood that his exile was a trap set by her.
I originally thought that this princess was a fool who only knew how to eat, drink and have fun, and since she was not in the capital, it would be no big deal to use her as a supporting actor.
Who would have thought...
Zhang Tiezui's one leg suddenly went limp, and he staggered back two steps, nearly falling over.
His lips trembled and he fled with his crutches.
He looked so miserable, as if there was an evil ghost chasing him.
"Come to think of it...I think I've seen this iron mouth before."
Li Funing looked at her with a smile and joked.
"Since the real Zhang Tiezui was exiled to Lingnan three years ago, then the recent appearance on the Bianjing list..."
He deliberately dragged out his tone, "Who is that Zhang Tiezui?"
"Ah! Lord Li, look at the scenery over there! It's really nice!"
Song Youning paused, and was about to leave with her skirt lifted, but was grabbed by Li Funing.
"I remember that 'Zhang Tiezui' seemed to look a bit like the princess...
"nonsense"
Song Youning tried to cover his mouth, but when his palm touched the warmth and heat, he pulled back as if it was burning.
She suddenly changed the subject: "Oh, right! Chuntao said she'd make lychee pastry for dinner... I went back early..."
Li Funing watched her disappearing back and shook his head helplessly. Her vengeful personality had never changed.
Laifu Inn
After dinner, Chuntao came in with a plate of freshly baked lychee pastry. The crust was golden, the filling was crystal clear, and the sweet aroma was fragrant.
"Princess, your favorite lychee pastry."
Song Youning's eyes lit up and he reached out to take it, but was stopped by a hand.
"Your Highness, lychees are hot in nature. Eating too much at night can cause indigestion."
Li Funing's voice was gentle, but it brooked no refusal. "Two pieces will be enough."
Song Youning frowned and said unwillingly: "But this lychee pastry must be eaten while it's hot."
Seeing that the man in front of him did not react at all.
She curled her lips and took two pieces obediently.
"Never mind, we just finished dinner, two is enough..."
She took a bite of the pastry, and the sweet and sticky lychee filling melted on her tongue. She leaned forward and said, "Master Li, why do you even care about this?"
"If I don't do anything, Your Highness will probably finish the entire plate, and then you'll have a stomachache from indigestion again tonight."
Looking at Li Funing's serious expression, she smiled and moved closer: "Master Li, would you like to try it too?"
He shook his head: "I don't like sweets, so I shouldn't eat too much at night. Your Highness should also eat less."
Seeing him like this, Song Youning passed a bite of lychee pastry to his lips and asked eagerly, "Just one bite?"
No movement
"Try it, Chuntao has been making it all afternoon."
Song Youning handed the lychee pastry to his mouth, looking as if he would not give up until he had eaten it.
Li Funing paused, but finally lowered his head and gently bit a corner of her hand.
“Is it delicious?”
Song Youning looked at him with joy.
Seeing her full of anticipation, he couldn't bear to spoil her fun, so he gently wiped the icing off the corners of her lips and said in a gentle voice, "It's delicious, but too sweet. If you eat too much, it will be difficult for the princess to digest."
“It’s not advisable to eat too much at night”
He raised his hand to signal Chuntao to remove the porcelain plate, "If Your Highness likes it, I will make a new one tomorrow."
Song Youning watched as the lychee pastry he had been looking forward to for an entire afternoon was cleared out, and suddenly felt that the lychee pastry in his mouth was no longer sweet.
When had she ever let go of any piece of lychee pastry? No, she would never let go.
At night, Song Youning tossed and turned, unable to sleep, his mind full of the unfinished plate of lychee pastry.
"Never mind." Song Youning turned over and stood up.
She sneaked out of the room and looked around. It was dark and everyone must be asleep. She was secretly happy that Li Funing would never guess that she would go to the ear room at night.
When she passed by Room No. 2, she deliberately stopped for a moment, until she was sure that there was no movement inside, then she tiptoed into the small kitchen and found the hidden lychee pastry in the dark.
"If I don't destroy you, it would be disrespectful to me as a gourmet." She used both hands to fight, one piece with the left hand and one piece with the right hand.
Just as I took a bite, a sigh came from behind me:
"Your Highness."
The porcelain plate fell to the ground, and the lychee pastry rolled all over the floor.
Song Youning froze in place, looking at the slender figure in the moonlight. Li Funing was only wearing a thin outer robe, as if he had expected to catch her at this moment.
"Master Li, you haven't slept yet?"
She laughed dryly twice, and tiptoed to quietly push the pastry that had rolled to the edge of her skirt into the dark, and put the hand holding the pastry behind her.
"I just came out to find some water to drink, there's no water..."
"The servants at this inn are so inconsiderate that they didn't even fill my room with water."
He approached slowly, and the sound of his boots grinding over the shortbread made her feel distressed.
What a waste of natural resources!!!
Only when the shadow completely enveloped her did she hear him whisper, "There's warm water in the west wing, cold drinks in the east kitchen, and calming tea warmed in the small stove in the side hall. Why did Your Highness insist on coming to this side room where the snacks are kept to find water?"
Li Funing stood in the moonlight, his clothes so neatly arranged that it seemed as if he had never gone to bed.
He skillfully took away the half piece of cake she was holding in her hand, and said with a familiarity that seemed like he had experienced many battles: "Eating in the middle of the night will hurt your stomach."
She looked up at him pulling out the cakes, and her protective nature came back. Her voice was icy, completely different from before: "Who are you? What right do you have to control me?"
He paused and was silent for a moment: "I am just... worried about Your Highness."
"Worry?"
She scoffed, a look of sarcasm in her eyes, "Should I worry you?"
"I thought Lord Li had gotten over his meddlesome habits, but I didn't expect that after all this time, Lord Li really hasn't changed at all..."
He looked at her in silence.
The man in front of him was thin and his face was visibly pale. He was only wearing a thin white shirt. When the night wind blew, his clothes fluttered, as if he would disappear in the moonlight at any time.
Song Youning suddenly felt annoyed, but facing his thin figure, she couldn't bear to lose her temper with him.
She lowered her eyelashes and sighed softly: "Forget it."
Another compromise.
She bent down to pick up the scattered lychee cakes on the ground. Her fingertips were stained with dust, but she didn't care at all. She just said lightly: "If Master Li has nothing to do, please go back and rest."
Li Funing stared at her back, his Adam's apple moving slightly, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end, he just raised his hand to take off his outer robe and gently draped it over her shoulders.
"It's a cold night. Take care, Your Highness."
She didn't look back, but just straightened her clothes and said "hmm" softly.
As the moonlight fell, the shadows of the two people overlapped on the ground and then separated, and a crack appeared in the relationship between the two people who were not very close to begin with.
I tossed and turned all night.
Early the next morning, Song Youning just woke up and took out his schedule from under the jade pillow. Today's schedule was to go to Wanjin Casino.
She heard from the guests downstairs that a genius had come to the Wanjin Casino and always won every time he gambled. She had to join in the fun.
She tried to get close to him and see if she could get some "100 Gambling Skills" out of him to solidify her position as the number one gambling god.
"Your Highness, are you awake?" Chuntao came in yawning, holding a carved food box in her hand.
Song Youning looked Chuntao up and down: "You didn't sleep last night?" Chuntao's eyes were swollen and her face was pale, as if she had not slept at all.
"Your Highness, Lord Li..."
"No...My dear Prince Consort, please wake me up before dawn to make lychee pastry." Chuntao rubbed her eyes, swaying with sleepiness.
"You said you didn't eat enough last night, so you made up for it this morning."
Song Youning stared at the plate of shortbread, stunned for a moment, remembering what happened last night. Scratching his head, it seemed she had gone a little too far last night. He had always been a protective eater, and besides, he was also worried that she would get indigestion...
Song Youning took the food box from Chuntao's hand: "Where are they?"
She took a piece and took a bite. The flavor melted on her tongue. It was lychee pastry, but the taste seemed too familiar. It was not particularly sweet, but it was not bad. Since it was made in the morning, there was still a hint of warmth on the lychee pastry.
"Prince Consort, I'm waiting for you downstairs for breakfast."
Song Youning thought for a moment, quickly packed up, and hurried downstairs.
When she went downstairs, Li Funing was already seated at the table. Seeing her coming, he stood up and saluted: "Your Highness."
"Sit down."
Thinking of what happened yesterday, she waved her hand and her tone softened a little.
Song Youning looked up at him.
Li Funing lowered his eyes and apologized to her first, "I overstepped my bounds last night. I asked Chuntao to make lychee pastries early this morning. Your Highness can have two more today."
Her heart moved slightly: "It's okay"
"I asked Chuntao to use honey instead of sugar, so it won't be too sweet."
He paused, "Your Highness has a weak spleen and stomach, so honey is easier to digest."
She looked at him like that and suddenly smiled. Seeing him acting like a bullied young wife, she raised her eyes and jokingly said, "Master Li, are you admitting your mistake?"
He looked up at her, his eyes gentle: "I will learn."
The morning light shone through the window onto Li Funing's face, and Song Youning suddenly discovered that there was a faint blue tint under Li Funing's eyes.
"Learn?" Song Youning was puzzled.
"I will learn how to please Your Highness and will no longer annoy Your Highness like before."
She pointed at the dark circles under his eyes and said, "Master Li, did you spend the whole night last night thinking about how to please me?"
The tips of his ears suddenly turned red, and his face was flushed, as if he had applied rouge, a large area of red.
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