Chapter 113 Jealous Again
The next moment, Song Zijin turned around and threw herself into his arms, crying loudly.
The grievances and depression of the past three months finally found an outlet, surging like a flood.
"They called me a vixen, but I'm not. Why do they call me that?"
Xiao Linyuan was heartbroken and could only hug him tightly and transfer all his strength to her.
"Those people are just idiots who just follow the crowd. My Zijin is the cutest girl in the world~"
Song Zijin was tired of crying, so she asked him, "Father and mother, have you returned yet?"
"Well, my father-in-law has returned to the Ministry of Personnel as the Minister of Personnel. He has heavy responsibilities and is very busy every day. My mother-in-law likes Yuli Medical Clinic and has reopened it. As for my brother-in-law, I have sent him to the best academy in the capital, so you don't have to worry."
"Thanks……"
"From now on, I will never let anyone bully you again. This is your last chance to cry. Marry me and be my princess, okay? I will arrange a sedan chair with eight bearers, marry you in a formal ceremony, and give you a wedding that is unique in all of Dali."
"well……"
"My lady, I love you."
"Me too!"
The moonlight shines through the gauze window and quietly falls on a pair of lovers, making the scene tender and quiet.
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As soon as the sun filled the courtyard, Xiao Linyuan got up early and chopped the firewood in the front yard with his own hands.
The guards stood in a circle, watching the prince work.
If I tell others about this scene, no one will believe it.
"I say, why does Your Highness want to do this job himself?" Eleven was puzzled.
Changshun grinned widely, "Because these jobs were all done by Master Wen in the past~"
Eleven's eyes widened. "What? You two, tall and strong, are bullying Master Wen into doing hard labor?"
"What? It was Master Wen who rushed to do it. He felt bad about eating and living for free, so he rushed to do everything except cooking. Sometimes he even went to the river to wash the princess's clothes."
"Bang--"
The thick tree trunk broke with a loud noise, and everyone was startled. Those who didn't know thought that firecrackers were being set off in the yard.
"What did you say?" Xiao Linyuan looked at Changshun with deep eyes.
Changshun glanced at Changfeng, who gave him a look that said, "You're on your own."
"Your Highness, in fact, please don't let your imagination run wild. It's not underwear. The princess occasionally wears coarse cloth clothes while growing vegetables in the garden on the street. The clothes got stained with mud, so Master Wen took them to wash."
Xiao Linyuan's face became even darker and he looked at him straight.
Changshun was confused, his eyes rolled around, and he added, "Not only the princess's clothes, but also ours..."
Why hasn’t the prince’s expression changed yet?
"Actually, I only washed it two or three times..." His voice became smaller and smaller.
You could hear a pin drop throughout the yard.
None of them dared to breathe until Xiao Linyuan put down the axe and strode to the backyard.
Changshun covered his chest and took a long breath, "I was scared to death!"
Eleven also took a deep breath, "You scared us to death! Don't say such things in the future. What if you make the prince cry?"
Changshun: “???”
He thought he was hard of hearing and picked his ears. "What did you just say?"
Eleven glanced at him without answering, walked to the middle of the yard, picked up the axe and continued chopping wood.
After a while, Xiao Linyuan came out holding a basin of clothes.
When they passed Changshun, they stopped and glared at him, "Lead the way, to the river."
Changshun hesitated. Although this happened in the countryside and no one could see it, wasn't it beneath the dignity of a regent to do such a thing?
And these clothes were just dried yesterday...
Changfeng coughed and gave him a wink.
Changshun had no choice but to accept his fate and lead the way.
But it wasn't him who asked his master to do it, it was his master who insisted on doing it. What could he do?
…
Song Zijin was obviously very pleased with the service. He looked radiant and there was a hint of laziness at the corners of his eyes, like a satisfied cat.
"Where is the prince?" she asked.
"The prince went to the river to wash clothes." Wang Ge replied.
Song Zijin didn't think much about it and thought she was washing his own clothes.
"Where's Brother Shouqian? Isn't he doing laundry too?"
Wang Ge hesitated for a long time before Song Zijin understood that Wen Yan was kicked out!
Feeling both angry and amused, she got up and went to the next door to knock.
The person who opened the door was Chen Miaoqing, who was still as sleepy as ever.
Song Zijin smiled and said, "Little lazy cat, it's already this late, you must not have cooked yet, let's go to our house for dinner."
Chen Miaoqing shook her head, "No, Brother Shouqian is ready~"
"?" Song Zijin was stunned. "He can cook?"
"He hasn't done it, but he said he's learned it from watching Changshun do it so many times. He made a meal last night, and it was pretty good. I'd say Brother Shouqian is the best man in the world!"
Chen Miaoqing pouted, she felt from the bottom of her heart that Song Zijin had no taste.
I still have the best vision!
Song Zijin was extremely curious. Isn't it said that a gentleman should stay away from the kitchen? He couldn't imagine Wen Yan going into the kitchen to wash his hands and cook soup.
"Come on, let's go to the kitchen and take a look."
Chen Miaoqing yawned and led the way.
As I approached the kitchen, I heard Uncle Chen's powerful voice from inside the house.
"Hurry up and add the salt! You didn't spend money on it, so don't feel bad about it!"
"Ah, why did you put so much in there? You'll kill the salt seller!"
"Sorry, sorry..." Wen Yan's face flushed red, and he quickly added water to the pot.
"Cover the pot quickly! Don't let it turn into rotten vegetable soup again like last night! I'm telling you, only my silly granddaughter would have the nerve to praise that plate of pig food. You should have some self-awareness."
Song Zijin glanced at Chen Miaoqing secretly and tried hard to hold back his laughter.
Chen Miaoqing's face flushed red and she ran into the kitchen with her skirt lifted up.
"No, Brother Shouqian's cooking is delicious. It's you, Grandfather, who has no taste!"
Uncle Chen's expression immediately changed. "Yes, yes, grandfather just wants to spur him on, to prevent him from becoming complacent."
"snort!"
Chen Miaoqing pushed Uncle Chen away and sat under the kitchen to make a fire.
Song Zijin walked in, "Brother Shouqian, I have something to tell you."
When he saw Song Zijin, Wen Yan was in a trance for a moment.
Seeing her rosy complexion and bright spirit, he could no longer deceive himself.
Zijin, I really like Xiao Linyuan very much.
His efforts for a month were not as good as Xiao Linyuan's spending one night with her.
This was the second time he let go, and it was also the last time.
Zijin, I hope you will always be as happy as you are now.
He smiled in relief, "I'm the head chef, I can't go out, why don't we just talk here."
Song Zijin thought for a moment and said apologetically, "Wang Ge and the others misunderstood yesterday and mistakenly kicked you out of the house. I apologize to you on their behalf. Come back when you're done. We'll have a reunion dinner together at noon."
Wen Yan shook his head. "It's your family's reunion. I'm just the neighbor's brother. It's not appropriate. Let's wait for another opportunity."
Even in the messy kitchen, wearing a dirty shorts, he maintained a gentle demeanor, which was pleasing to the eye.
Chen Miaoqing was stunned, supporting her chin with one hand and holding firewood in the other, her eyes burning.
This is the Wen Yan she likes!
Uncle Chen strode over, snatched the firewood from her hand and stuffed it into the kitchen.
"Why are you daydreaming while the fire is burning? If the firewood singes your hair and eyebrows, you won't be able to go out!"
Chen Miaoqing nervously touched her eyebrows and only breathed a sigh of relief after making sure that not a single hair was missing.
Last night, Xiao Linyuan told Song Zijin about the official position he had arranged for Wen Yan. She was afraid that Wen Yan would misunderstand Xiao Linyuan because of what happened yesterday, which would lead to a rift between them, so she wanted to say a few good words for Xiao Linyuan.
Before he could speak again, he heard hurried footsteps outside.
She turned around and saw Xiao Linyuan striding towards her in a crescent-shaped white uniform.
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