Xie Jingrun frowned when he saw how fast she was eating. "Have you not eaten for three years? You look like you're starving."
"Cough cough!" Rong Qingqing choked on the food in her mouth, her face turning red.
Who is it that hasn't eaten for three years and looks like a starving ghost?
Isn't it him? How dare he criticize others?
Just as she was thinking this, suddenly, a slender hand brought a glass of water to her.
Rong Qingqing looked at him with some surprise, "Poured it for me?"
"Is there a third person here?" Xie Jingrun glanced at her, sat down again, thought for a moment, and then explained, "Don't misunderstand, I'm just worried that you'll choke and then no one will help me manage the household affairs in the future."
The last bit of goodwill Rong Qingqing had felt for him vanished completely.
She thought to herself, "How could Xie Jingrun be so kind?"
She picked up the cup, took a sip of water, and her throat felt a little better.
Looking at the man across from her picking up food, she suddenly said, "My lord, you really don't need to worry. You'll eventually get married, and your wife will take care of the household affairs for you."
Upon hearing this, Xie Jingrun paused slightly, a look of confusion flashing in his dark eyes. "Get married?"
“Yes.” Rong Qingqing looked at him with some suspicion. Was there any need to be so surprised?
Could it be that he has never thought about getting married?
"I haven't thought about it." Xie Jingrun's tone was cold. He paused, a hint of suspicion appearing in his eyes. Could it be that this woman suddenly brought up this topic because she wanted to recommend herself?
He gave her a deep look, picked up a piece of food from the plate, and took a bite.
Suddenly, his expression changed, and his entire face quickly turned bright red.
"Rong Qingqing, you actually added chili peppers to the dish?" he gritted his teeth.
Seeing the man's face turn bright red instantly and his forehead covered in sweat, Rong Qingqing knew what was going on. Last time when they ate at Wangchunlou, she not only noticed that he particularly loved the steamed pork with rice flour dish, but she also noticed that he didn't eat spicy food at all.
Emperor Zhaojing thoroughly enjoyed the boiled live fish dish, but he didn't touch it at all, which shows that he dislikes spicy food.
Seeing him looking disheveled from the chili peppers, she felt a little smug, but asked blankly, "Yeah, what happened?"
"Don't you know I can't eat spicy food?" Xie Jingrun quickly poured himself a cup of tea and gulped it down.
A triumphant smile flashed in Rong Qingqing's eyes. Who told him to feed her chili peppers last time?
A gentleman takes his revenge, even after ten years.
"The Marquis didn't say anything, I don't know, what should I do?" she said anxiously.
"Water!" The feeling of steam rising from Hou's throat made Xie Jingrun extremely irritable.
"Oh." Rong Qingqing quickly brought him a glass of water.
Xie Jingrun still felt the spiciness after finishing the drink. Just how much chili did this woman put in the dish?
"Oh dear, there's no more cooled boiled water, only hot water," Rong Qingqing said with difficulty.
"Blow!" Xie Jingrun commanded with a gloomy face.
"Oh." Rong Qingqing did as she was told, holding the cup and blowing air into it. She didn't know if she blew too hard, but as she blew, she accidentally sprayed some saliva into it.
"Let's get another cup, I spilled some saliva in it," Rong Qingqing said apologetically, ignoring Xie Jingrun's completely dark face, and slowly poured out the water.
When she returned, she saw Xie Jingrun standing up, leaning against the table, staring at her with a gloomy expression.
"Rong Qingqing, did you do this on purpose?"
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