After returning to the house, the chauvinistic Leng Siqian felt the pain in his waist that followed him like a shadow, and he wished he could die of anger on the spot.
With an angry look on his face, he hurried along the way, and in the process he dismissed countless tactless concubines who took the opportunity to curry his favor.
Everyone saw the lord with red eyes enter the study, and then the door was closed, blocking everyone's secret gaze.
Lao Caibangzi's passion subsided and his rationality returned.
The little courage he had left was now terrified, and he slumped down on the square chair at the long table.
I was now filled with fear. I didn't feel it when I was fighting just now, and I don't feel it now that I've been defeated.
When I am alone, I feel a sense of fear.
Who was I scolding just now!
Who am I cursing at!
oh!
I am scolding the Duke of the current dynasty, the general who holds great power.
The younger brother of the current empress dowager and the emperor's uncle.
How the hell am I so awesome.
Leng Siqian, who was sweating profusely, thought again, something is wrong!
He misses my ex-wife, the mother of my child.
Although I couldn't help but hit him first, I didn't beat him and got kicked instead.
The dull pain in his waist reminded him of his sadness.
What did I do wrong? I did nothing wrong.
Despite saying so, Lord Leng was still very nervous. He spread out the paper and started writing with his brush.
I planned to write a letter to my son who was far away at the border, and the whole letter was filled with the same meaning.
Son! Something terrible has happened at home, please come back quickly, I am dying!!!
Yu'er had no idea that Leng Siqian was unable to defeat her and was therefore calling for help.
The princess's mansion repeatedly invited Qingxue warmly, but Qingxue didn't want to go. Madam Mei took her reserve lover and set out for the princess's mansion.
Upon learning that the beautiful lady was coming today, Princess Chunhua in the princess mansion became extremely cautious.
She ordered the maid to dress her up gorgeously.
The golden hairpins on her head are brilliant and bright, swaying gracefully as she walks.
He was dressed in gorgeous clothes but felt uneasy until he heard the doorman from the mansion come to report.
Without waiting for the servants' reaction, he hurried out of the door, and the owner of the mansion met someone halfway.
A beauty is a beauty, even her hair is beautiful.
Regardless of her status as a princess, Chunhua held Madam Mei's hand. She seemed unaware of her uncle's gloomy gaze and only wanted to be close to Madam Mei.
"Finally, Madam is here. Let's have some tea and rest our feet. Then we can stroll around the garden together."
Yuer went there happily.
Zheng Peizhi accompanied him silently.
While walking in the garden, he saw his niece and his beloved woman in front of him being so intimate, and he couldn't get a word in.
His eyes lingered, unable to escape the jealousy, and he was so unwilling to care about his dignity that he stepped forward and pulled apart the arms that were connecting the two.
Jealousy was brewing secretly, and Zheng Peizhi, who was out of control, was very quiet, very quiet.
As it was almost morning, Princess Chunhua was reluctant to let the beautiful woman go and asked her to stay with her for a while longer.
Yu'er had no choice but to agree. Chunhua was overjoyed and hurriedly called the servants to give her instructions.
"Madam, is there anything you like to eat? The chef in my house is not talented, but he is the royal chef rewarded by my brother in the palace."
"His cooking skills are quite good. Let him show off his skills at noon today and let Madam enjoy it."
In the pavilion, Princess Chunhua, who was holding the beautiful lady's hand and was unwilling to let go, didn't care about the beautiful scenery in the garden.
The only thing I care about is whether this beautiful scenery can make my wife appreciate me so that she can invite me next time.
As soon as the words fell, they were taken over by the invisible man beside him.
"The princess doesn't like the official dishes in the palace, such as bird's nest, bear paws, and deer tendons. She prefers home-cooked dishes."
Princess Chunhua did not receive an answer from the person involved, but was interrupted by her uncle as expected, without any hesitation.
She looked at him in confusion, and Zheng Peizhi thought that his niece did not understand what he meant.
So I patiently thought about it and reiterated it again.
"First-class tofu, white jade shrimp balls, vegetarian bird's nest and shark's fin, chicken slices with snow pear, and winter melon with scallops."
Yu'er listened silently to the man ordering food, and all the dishes he ordered were her favorites without exception.
Even the details that she herself usually didn't pay attention to, Zheng Peizhi paid close attention to them and didn't miss a single detail.
Chunhua's curious eyes moved between the shy beautiful woman and her uncle who seemed to be in deep thought.
Covering her mouth, she smiled happily.
She heard her uncle speak again.
"I heard your chef is very good at making stewed duck with amaranth. Please make a portion for lunch."
Zheng Peizhi remembered that Yu'er liked to eat duck, so it was natural for him to order his niece around and not forget to instruct the chef in the mansion.
Yu'er felt even more embarrassed when she saw his expression.
The princess's kitchen has countless servants helping out, not counting the head chef.
At the master's command, the kitchen was bustling with activity.
In less than half an hour, delicious dishes were served on the table by the maids and servants.
Yu'er was particularly silent during the meal, and Zheng Peizhi noticed something was wrong with her at the first moment.
The man said nothing, pursed his lips, and looked away from the silent woman.
Looking around at the table full of food, one dish, taro and duck soup, caught his attention.
The man stood up silently and picked up the white porcelain bowl beside him.
Seeing this, the little girl standing behind him serving him hurried over, but the man raised his hand to refuse her.
The maids and servants serving behind him and Chunhua, who was sitting at the top seat, saw him withdraw his hand and continue to use the spoon in the soup to fill a bowl of taro and duck soup.
Then he opened his eyes, and in a moment, he carefully placed the bowl of soup that was eight-tenths full next to the beautiful lady who had her eyes lowered and was eating quietly.
Mrs. Nami seemed to have just come to her senses and unconsciously lowered her eyes, her gaze falling on the soup that suddenly appeared.
She blinked, somewhat confused.
Then her long eyelashes lifted up, and she followed the direction of her arm and bumped into a gentle lake.
Yu'er was deeply touched. She clearly felt that Zheng Peizhi cared about her.
Including emotional changes, emotional needs, and external material needs.
She had never enjoyed such treatment in relationships between men and women.
She thought that if he remained the same, she would probably be willing to stay with him until old age.
A day is neither long nor short, but it passes in a flash when you are having fun.
A group of people stood outside the door, the sun setting behind them, and the dazzling scorching sun became magnificent.
In front of the door, the pretty Princess Chunhua was holding the beautiful lady whose fair skin was stained red and who was wearing a veil.
He deliberately leaned close to her ear, as if to share a whisper.
She didn't want the man standing opposite her to hear her, so she spoke in a very low voice.
"Madam, don't you understand your uncle's sincerity?"
"It's hard to find a husband who can be molded and played with like this. Chunhua has been looking for a long time but can't find one."
"Madam, since you've found him, why not take him home and make him a hardworking farmhand? Give him fame, money, and fame. It's hard to find such a sucker."
Yu'er's eyes widened: "Ah!"
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