Chapter 622: You are a competent stepmother
Hearing Zhuang Shihan's voice, Zhuzhi suddenly felt like he was facing a formidable enemy. He took a step forward to block Song Yanxi behind him and said vigilantly, "Stay away from my girl!"
Zhuang Shihan crossed her arms and said with a sigh, "You are quite loyal, little girl."
Thinking of the ungrateful man who left without saying goodbye and left her alone in the border town, her face instantly fell and she cursed under her breath, "What bad luck."
Noticing Zhuzhi's look, she snorted, "You're so scared, but I don't eat people.
Besides, your daughter is not dough, can she really be kneaded or flattened by me?"
As she spoke, she walked forward and smiled at Song Yanxi, "I thought you weren't planning to come today, so I was just about to ask Bai Qing to invite you."
Song Yanxi smiled back, "Princess Shihan's old shop is reopening. This is a great event. How can I not join in the fun?"
Hearing this, Zhuang Shihan's smile grew even wider. "Come with me, the private room has been reserved for you."
As she walked up the stairs, she casually asked, "Why did you come here alone? Where are His Royal Highness Prince Jin and his children?"
Song Yanxi: "The prince will bring Jiaojiao here later. The eldest and third sons went to Qingshan Academy a few days ago. The second son should stay at home to study."
Ziheng doesn't like talking to people on weekdays, and he doesn't like such lively occasions, so he probably won't come.
If possible, she hopes that the child can go out more often and learn to open his heart to others.
Even if you can't make any friends right away, just think of it as going out for some fresh air.
Staying at home all day studying will probably make you sick even if you have no health problems.
Zhuang Shihan glanced at her sideways, smiled meaningfully and said, "You are a very competent stepmother."
Although it's not a nice thing to say, it's the truth.
Even Zhuzhi couldn't stand it and wanted to refute, but she couldn't find the right words.
She glared at Zhuang Shihan fiercely, wishing she could kill her with her eyes.
This kind of person is not worthy of her girl's kindness!
Upon hearing that Shuzhuang had reopened, many idle people in the capital came to watch the fun, but they did not expect to see Song Yanxi here.
Especially when I saw the two of them talking and laughing as they walked upstairs, I started to wonder if I was seeing things.
Otherwise, how could the sun rise from the west?
When did these two people, who usually had a bad relationship and wanted to fight in the street when they met, become so close?
A diner downstairs muttered quietly, "Everyone says Princess Yong'an is kind-hearted, but she's a little too easy to talk to.
If I were her, I would probably want to tear Princess Shihan's face apart."
The people traveling with him advised, "Stop talking now. This Princess Shihan is not someone you can easily get along with. If she hears us, we'll be in big trouble."
"What are you afraid of? We're just sitting here having a meal, what's the big deal if we just chat a few times?
This is the emperor's territory, not her own home, so how can there be no law?"
"Please keep your voice down. Everyone in the capital knows her temper. She always beats or scolds her subordinates."
The man lowered his voice and asked, "Do you remember Cuihong from the Wang family next door? I used to serve her, but later I couldn't stand her temper and would rather not take a year's salary than stay in the Duke's Mansion."
"There's such a thing? This Princess Shihan is really a piece of shit!"
In the box on the second floor.
Wen Qi said with a cold face: "A bunch of ignorant and unruly people."
Wu Jun smiled and placed some crispy meat in front of him, saying, "Your Highness, try it. It's very different from the flavor of our Liangdi."
Hearing this, Wen Qi's face darkened even more, and he said sinisterly: "Mr. Wu really came here to eat."
"Or else?" Wu Jun pushed the sweet soup forward. "I've seen Your Highness like sweet food. This soup is sweet and delicious, so I'm sure it suits Your Highness's appetite."
He stroked his beard and sighed, "This Princess Shihan of Da'an is truly a wonderful person. She has such a brilliant idea. If it were anyone else, they would probably struggle to come up with it even if they racked their brains."
Wen Qi tasted the sweet soup and said, "Sir, your evaluation of her is very high."
Wu Jun: "Your Highness likes talented and extraordinary people, and I feel the same way.
If we could bring such a wonderful person to the Liang Palace, it would surely bring a lot of fun to His Majesty and His Highness."
After he finished speaking, he seemed to suddenly remember something and sighed, "What a pity, the beautiful girl has already been taken."
As soon as he finished speaking, the temperature in the room dropped sharply.
Wu Jun seemed unaware and said to Wen Qi, "Your Highness, don't just stand there, eat it while it's hot.
I heard from the guys at Shuzhuang that the meat in this pot only needs to be boiled for a few times; if you cook it for too long it will become tough."
After he finished speaking, he couldn't wait to stuff the meat into his mouth, his love for it was beyond words.
Looking at the various dishes in front of him, Wen Qi couldn't think of anything.
He snorted coldly and said, "She's always doing these opportunistic things, which are not presentable."
Since it is so shameful, why should he keep thinking about it?
It's just talk.
With delicious food in front of him, Wu Jun was too lazy to make Wen Qi unhappy and just focused on eating.
This hot pot is so hot and spicy that one bite makes you sweat all over. But it also seems to have some magic that makes you want to eat more.
While eating, Wu Jun kept wiping the sweat off his face with his sleeves, completely losing his usual calm demeanor.
If you didn’t know, you would think he had been hungry for at least three days just to make room for today’s meal.
Wen Qi asked with disgust: "Why, you can't eat enough with me?"
Wu Jun wiped his sweat and said without looking up, "Your Highness, once you have tasted it, you will know what a delicious delicacy is."
As he said this, he stuffed another fish ball into his mouth and let out a satisfied sigh.
Wen Qi saw it and his disgust became even stronger.
Didn’t Wu Jun often say that a gentleman does not talk while eating and does not talk while sleeping?
Just a meal can make him look so different?
He wanted to try it and see how delicious this so-called delicacy was.
After taking a bite, he froze in place.
Immediately, the fair skin became swollen and turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Wu Jun pointed at the sweet soup and said, "Your Highness, please take a sip. It will relieve the burning sensation on your tongue."
Wen Qi was so depressed that the veins on his forehead bulged slightly, and he squeezed out two words from between his teeth.
“No need.”
Seeing him like this, Wu Jun was so happy that he almost laughed out loud, but he had to pretend to be concerned and asked, "Is your highness okay?"
Wen Qi gritted his teeth and said, "I'm fine."
After he finished speaking, he took a deep breath and stuffed the remaining half into his mouth.
Seeing this, Wu Jun picked up another piece of green vegetables with chopsticks and placed it in his bowl, saying, "Your Highness, try this leafy vegetable; it has a unique flavor."
Wen Qi asked with a cold face: "Why don't you eat?"
Wu Jun said seriously, "To be honest with you, Your Highness, I like meat and cannot enjoy a meal without it."
Wen Qi knew this.
After all, along the way, Wu Jun wanted the best in everything from food, clothing, housing and transportation. Even if he didn't eat, he would have someone prepare meals for him.
The followers around him felt that he spoiled him too much and were afraid that he would become spoiled and become more and more presumptuous.
He doesn't think so.
If a talented person like Wu Jun really has everything, he really wouldn't dare to use him.
Sincerity is nothing but bullshit compared to yellow and white things.
Meeting Wen Qi's scrutinizing gaze, Wu Jun raised the wine glass in his hand and asked, "Your Highness, would you like a drink?"
*
After taking her seat, Song Yanxi asked directly, "Has Prince Liang arrived?"
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