Finally, he managed to force out these three words. Anyway, although these dishes are light, they are all Xiaoer's favorites, so who cares!
"Xiao'er, I even asked the chef to make your favorite beggar's chicken. I heard that it's their specialty."
"Thank you, brother." Murong said with a smile.
Murong Qingyun's expression froze: Why is this answer so official?
Qian Yeming sat down to eat first, and Murong Xiao was also pulled to his side to eat. Although he also asked Murong Qingyun and Murong Yan to sit down together, Murong Qingyun was the leader of the team, and he had to arrange a series of things such as how the people below would eat and when to set off.
When he finished his work and sat down, Qian Yeming and Murong Xiao had almost finished eating, except for Murong Yan who had been waiting for him and had not started eating.
Seeing Murong Qingyun finally sit down, Qian Yeming smiled and invited him to eat more, praising the delicious food here.
Murong Qingyun looked at the table full of leftovers with a dark face, his heart was furious! At this moment, he really hoped that Murong Xiao would pick up some food for him.
Finally, Murong Xiao lived up to expectations and picked up a dish and brought it to him. He had just called out "Brother" when he heard Qian Yeming beside him start coughing violently.
Murong Xiao quickly dropped his chopsticks, and immediately and gently helped Qian Yeming to calm down, and kept expressing his concern for him with kind words.
I don’t know if Qian Yeming did it on purpose. As a prince, he shouldn’t cough towards the food even if he is about to die, right?
Hearing the other person coughing as if he was about to cough out his heart and lungs, Murong Qingyun was afraid that the other person's saliva would splash into the food, causing him to be poisoned by the Seven Flowers. He was instantly so nauseated that he completely lost his appetite.
Finally, after taking a sip of the tea handed to him by Murong Xiao, Qian Yeming stopped coughing.
"Xiao'er, I'm a little depressed. Come with me to the car and rest."
Murong Qingyun originally thought that the guards accompanying him had not yet had their meal and there was still a long time before departure, so he could spend this time with Xiao'er. However, he became depressed again after hearing Qian Yeming's words.
"yes."
Murong Qingyun watched with green eyes as Murong Xiao supported Qian Yeming into the carriage, and finally she was so angry that she crushed the bowl. Inside the carriage, Qian Yeming, who had just looked sick, once again hugged his beloved wife and smiled triumphantly.
Still wanting to covet his Xiao'er? Still wanting his Xiao'er to pick up food for him? Do you think he doesn't exist?! If you want to be so pretentious, then don't eat. He didn't believe that after spitting so much saliva into the food, even making himself feel disgusted, Murong Qingyun would still have the appetite to eat.
You deserve to starve to death!
The second game: Qian Yeming VS Murong Qingyun, Qian Yeming wins!
As night fell, Murong Qingyun chose a relatively flat place to set up camp because he was far away from the city.
After getting off the carriage, Qian Yeming went straight into his own tent, and Murong Xiao followed him in. After finishing the trivial matters in the team, Murong Qingyun shamelessly came to the prince's tent, but was stopped by Qingfeng.
"Go in and report to your Crown Princess. Tell her that this prince wants to see her for something and asks her to come out for a moment."
"Please forgive me, my lord. The Crown Prince has just given instructions that he is not feeling well today and no one is allowed to disturb him."
Murong Qingyun suppressed the urge to punch the guard in the face and greeted him with a smile: "I'm looking for the Crown Princess, not the Crown Prince."
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