Chapter 629: Second Brother Talks a Lot Today
As soon as Jiaojiao said this, the atmosphere in the box suddenly became subtle.
How can one respond to this?
Just as Song Yanxi's face was burning hot and she was thinking about how to get away with it, she heard Ziheng ask, "Jiaojiao, do you want some sweet soup?"
The little girl's eyes lit up and she nodded like a chick pecking at rice.
Song Yanxi was as if she had been pardoned, and hurriedly brought a bowl of sweet soup to feed her.
Unexpectedly, Jiaojiao's eyes rolled around, and she looked at Ziheng and said, "Second brother talks a lot today."
When Ziheng heard this, a look of embarrassment appeared on his shy face.
He subconsciously lowered his head and prayed silently in his heart that Mo Jinchuan and Song Yanxi didn't care, and it would be best if they didn't hear what his sister said.
But he actually knew better than anyone that they must have heard it at such a short distance.
Would his aunt think he was too rash and liked to show off like the third child?
He had read in miscellaneous books that all the second wives of wealthy families liked the kind of honest and dull stepson, preferably one who had nothing to do with him.
Such a person will neither take away her husband's love nor threaten the status of her future children.
Only in this way can I please the new wife and make my life at home easier in the future.
If this is the case with biological children, what about these children who were adopted by their father? Logically, they should be more prudent and behave themselves.
Although his aunt was kind-hearted and didn't look like the vicious stepmother in the book, it was always a good idea for him to be as obedient as possible.
Just like Aunt Qian once said, no one likes a child who always causes trouble.
He needs to be more sensible.
Ziheng lowered his head lower and lower, and just when he wanted to bury his head under the table, he heard Song Yanxi's chuckle.
Then he heard her say, "It's good to talk more. Boys should be talkative. If you're like a piece of wood and don't even want to say a word, how are you going to find a wife in the future?"
Upon hearing this, Ziheng's head lowered even more.
But this time, it was embarrassing.
He said sullenly, "I'm still young, there's no rush."
When Song Yanxi heard him say that, she smiled even more happily.
She naturally knew that he was still young and might not be in a hurry to discuss marriage in a few years.
The reason I said that was just to tease him.
This little boring guy is really anxious.
Jiaojiao tilted her head and looked at him. She didn't know what she was thinking about, but she smiled widely and said, "Second brother is about to grow up."
Song Yanxi was still wondering why the little girl would say such a thing when she saw Ziheng suddenly raise his head and said with a serious expression, "Don't talk nonsense."
"Oh." Jiaojiao's smile faded, and she sighed softly, "If you don't want to tell me, then don't tell me. Second brother is still young anyway."
She mumbled a few more words in a low voice, but Song Yanxi couldn't hear clearly what she said.
But from the subtle expressions of the father and son beside her, she vaguely guessed something.
This little girl is really smart!
Although Zhuang Shihan is not a very good person, her vision can be considered sharp.
She was right just now. The prince really gave her a good daughter.
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The box next door.
Wen Qi looked at the two jugs of wine on the table, curled his lips and said, "This Mo Jinchuan is really a dog nose."
Wu Jun kept using his chopsticks and said without any surprise, "This is the capital of Da'an, and the Mo family's spies are everywhere.
"I've been out with His Highness for so long, and if His Highness Prince Jin didn't notice at all, how could I be His Highness's opponent?"
Hearing this, Wen Qi didn't know for a moment whether he was praising him or Mo Jinchuan.
Or maybe both.
Seeing him standing there motionless, Wu Jun asked with a smile, "Your Highness, why don't you move your chopsticks? Is it not to your liking?"
The burning sensation on Wen Qi's tongue hadn't completely subsided yet. When he heard this, his face froze and he said, "No, I like it very much."
Looking at the vegetables in the bowl that were soaked with red oil and looked very spicy, he gritted his teeth and picked up a piece and put it in his mouth.
Even though he was sweating from the spiciness, he still managed to squeeze out a comment from between his teeth.
He said, "This taste is very unique."
Wu Jun responded with a smile, although he looked happy on the surface. However, he was thinking in his heart that he would kill you with his own spice.
It would be best if he vomited and had diarrhea immediately after eating, and squatted in the toilet for three days and three nights to relieve his hatred.
It was not in vain, as he had been following him around all this time, pretending to be nice to him.
If it wasn't for the purpose of finding out the truth behind General Ke's death, how could such a suspicious and extremely cruel monarch be worthy of his following?
The more Wu Jun thought about it, the more diligently he waved his chopsticks.
Wen Qi also gradually tasted the flavor. He slowly wiped the sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief and said, "The taste is indeed unique. No wonder it is so highly regarded among the An people."
As soon as he finished speaking, someone pushed the door open and walked in.
Wu Jun's face immediately turned cold, and he scolded, "Where did this arrogant person come from? He barged in without even saying hello."
He raised his voice to call the waiter in, but suddenly noticed that the person who came was wearing the uniform of Shu Village, and his eyes became alert in an instant.
"Who are you?"
As he spoke, Wu Jun's hand had already touched the dagger at his waist, ready to strike at any time.
Wen Qi was not at all panicked. He raised his hand and threw the handkerchief on the table, saying coldly, "I didn't summon you."
Bai Qing lifted his robe and knelt, saying respectfully, "Your Highness, please forgive me. I met with King Da'an Jin today."
Wen Qi raised his eyebrows and asked, "Did Mo Jinchuan recognize you?"
Bai Qing hesitated slightly and said, "I'm not sure."
As soon as he finished speaking, Wen Qi grabbed a porcelain bowl beside him and was about to throw it at him.
Wu Jun coughed lightly and reminded, "Your Highness, be careful, there are ears on the other side of the wall."
Hearing this, Bai Qing's expression changed slightly.
Wen Qi said with a serious face: "If you have anything else, tell me all at once.
Bai Qing replied respectfully, "I just happened to see the princess leaving when I went upstairs. She looked like she was about to leave."
"Leave?" Wen Qi sneered, "She doesn't have a Princess Mansion under her name, and the Duke Mansion doesn't like her. Where can she go?"
Bai Qing opened his mouth, wanting to say something but stopped himself.
Wen Qi's face immediately darkened as he thought of something. He stood up suddenly and said, "Come with me and take a look."
Wu Jun frowned and advised, "Your Highness, Prince Jin and Princess Yong'an are right next door. It might be inappropriate for you to chase after them."
Wen Qi: "Would I be afraid of him?"
Sensing his displeasure, Wu Jun quickly stood up, bowed to him, and said, "Your Highness, please understand. I have absolutely no such intention."
Without waiting for him to speak again, Wen Qi refused and said, "Mr. Wu, please stay and eat slowly. I will be back soon."
"Your Highness..."
Wu Jun shouted symbolically, and seeing Wen Qi walking out without looking back, he simply sat back down.
It’s so delicious, wouldn’t it be a waste if we just leave it like this?
As for Wen Qi.
He was just a mere counselor, and he had already advised his lord as much as he could. But his lord insisted on having his own way. What could he do?
Naturally, I accepted this table of food and wine with a smile.
After a while, Wu Jun suddenly put down his chopsticks, picked up an empty wine glass, filled it up, tucked it into the air, and then slowly poured it onto the ground.
He wiped the tear-soaked corners of his eyes and said softly, "Brother Ke, wait a little longer for me."
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