Looking at the table full of side dishes, the young master began to complain to Han Xiao: "Husband, look at Chuyi giving me these to eat every day."
Han Xiao looked around at the dishes. They were mostly light and the portions were not very large.
There were also a few appetizers, which were eaten up by the young master, and the soups were put aside by him.
Then she opened her big pitiful eyes and said to Han Xiao, "Husband, I don't want to drink this. Can you help me drink it?"
Han Xiao looked at the old hen soup in his hand with embarrassment: "No, this is specially given to you by Chuyi. It's good for your health."
Chuyi stood behind the young master with an expressionless face.
The young master immediately became timid and obediently picked up the soup and started drinking it in small sips.
While drinking, he bargained with Chuyi: "Chuyi, let's discuss it. Let's not drink this at noon, okay? I'm about to vomit."
"No, Master, who told you to eat spicy chicken feet last time? You must finish these."
The young master's face was wrinkled into a ball, and he wanted to ask Han Xiao for help.
Han Xiao could agree to anything the young master asked, but he really couldn't interfere with the young master's food.
He turned his head to look outside the door, pretending not to see the young master's cry for help.
The young master's cheeks puffed up with anger, and he snorted in his heart, "Humph, bad husband!"
After drinking the soup while holding his breath, the young master returned to his room and began to withdraw into himself.
He didn't want to pay any attention to Han Xiao and Chuyi at all now.
Chuyi tactfully let Shiwu come in to serve the young master. Han Xiao touched his nose, plucked a few flowers from outside and brought them in to apologize to the young master.
Just when Han Xiao was still coaxing the young master, Xing Yi knocked on the door and walked in.
"Young Master."
Han Xiao placed the flower in the young master's hand and said softly, "What's wrong?"
Xing Yi glanced at the young master and continued, "The third young master is here."
The young master was leaning in Han Xiao's arms, counting petals absentmindedly. When he heard Chu Jinglin's name, he sat up straight. "What? My brother is here?"
"Yes, we're already in the hall."
"What are we waiting for, husband, let's go." The young master wanted to get up as he said that.
Han Xiao let the young master torment him, and then he picked him up when he couldn't bear it anymore.
Fifteen had already prepared a coat for the young master to wear. The young master then fixed his hair in front of the mirror and said to Han Xiao, "My husband, do you think this is okay?"
Han Xiao felt a little jealous. Why did the young master react so strongly when he heard that Chu Jinglin was coming?
"Sure, Ruanruan looks good no matter what she looks like."
Hearing the perfunctory tone in Han Xiao's voice, the young master gave up asking Han Xiao and turned to ask Fifteen.
Fifteen's brain was missing a thread, and at this moment his train of thought was the same as Han Xiao's: "You look good, Master, you look good no matter what you look like."
The young master was so angry that he stomped his feet. None of them were of any use. The young master now missed Chuyi very much.
Han Xiao straightened his clothes and took the young master's hand: "Let's go, we are not strangers, this is fine."
He tilted his head and thought about it, and it seemed to be true. The young master became happy again.
"Well, let's go quickly and don't let my brother wait anxiously. I haven't seen him for a long time."
Isn't it? Ever since they parted in Qingping Town, Chu Jinglin never came to see them until they arrived in the capital.
First, he was worried that Chu Jinglin's every move would attract other people's attention, and second, he really didn't have time.
This time, Chu Jinglin took the risk of leaving the palace after learning from Lu Ming that the cement had been made and the experimental results were very good.
However, Mr. Qinghe also contributed to this.
Han Xiao was pulled out of the door by the young master. The happy young master was like a little deer.
When he reached the hall, he shouted loudly before anyone even entered the door: "Brother!"
Chu Jinglin, who was waiting for Han Xiao, was alerted when he heard the young master's voice and stood up immediately.
"Soft!"
Han Xiao followed the young master and felt that this scene was familiar.
I feel like I am the Fahai who broke up the couple.
As soon as Han Xiao thought of this scene, he quickly shook his head to get rid of this inappropriate scene.
"Slow down, slow down, don't run, Ruanruan!" Chu Jinglin already knew about the young master's affairs.
So when he saw the young master trying to run over, he immediately stopped him.
The young master stuck out his tongue, slowly stopped his steps, then raised his little face and looked at Chu Jinglin happily.
"Brother, how come you have time to come here today?" Although he had not been in contact with Chu Jinglin for a long time.
But the young master was a sentimental man, and he knew that Chu Jinglin had sent someone to protect him secretly.
What's more, the two of them wrote letters from time to time, so seeing Chu Jinglin this time was not too strange.
Chu Jinglin touched the young master's head and said gently, "I recently had some free time, so I thought of coming to see you guys. Are you all right now?"
"Yeah, that's great."
Looking at the young master's rosy complexion and sweet and innocent personality, you can tell that Han Xiao has raised him well.
Chu Jinglin just asked again.
"Okay, it's windy outside, let's go inside and talk first."
It was indeed October, the autumn wind was biting, and the young master was weak. Han Xiao was afraid that the young master would catch a cold if he was exposed to the wind.
"Okay, let's go in first." Chu Jinglin wanted to put his arm around the young master's shoulders so that the two brothers could be closer.
As a result, Han Xiao squeezed in, put his arms around the young master's waist, and then stretched out his hand to signal Chu Jinglin to go first.
Chu Jinglin was so angry that his teeth were itching. When the young master couldn't notice, he glared at Han Xiao fiercely.
Han Xiao had a blank expression on his face, pretending he didn't see it. What's wrong with being brothers? Can brothers just hug each other's shoulders?
Han·Jealous·Xiao thought righteously.
The young master didn't notice the undercurrent between the two of them. He happily pulled Han Xiao with one hand and Chu Jinglin with the other as they walked into the house.
The maids served tea to drive away the coldness.
The young master held the teacup and listened to Han Xiao and Chu Jinglin talking.
He knew that Han Xiao was doing another big thing recently, and this thing was related to Chu Jinglin.
"Lu Ming has already told me the details. Are you free in three days? I want to go and see it in person."
"Of course, I'll be staying at home with Ruanruan recently. You can go whenever you want, brother-in-law. Even if I don't go, Qingyun will take you there."
Lu Qingyun also participated in the production of cement, so it would not be a bad idea to let Lu Qingyun take Chu Jinglin with him.
Chu Jinglin nodded: "I know, but I want you to tell me in detail, and I heard that Mr. Qinghe will go with you."
Chu Jinglin can go to the farm whenever he wants, the question is who to go with. Wouldn't it be better if he could go with Mr. Qinghe?
Originally, Chu Jinglin was in a state of panic because of the second prince Chu Jingchen, but he didn't expect that Mr. Qinghe would help him.
Chu Jinglin quickly thought that it might be because of Han Xiao.
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