Chapter 192 Dirty
Zhu Huaizhen slept until he woke up naturally and even stretched.
Since coming to Nanchu, there has not been a single day of relaxation.
Now, I finally have a little time to relax.
However, when she thought of the 30,000 taels of gold, her heart ached again.
"Zhen'er, do you want to have a bowl of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall in the morning?" Lou Li said with a smile.
Um, this way of supplementing is not a good idea.
Zhu Huaizhen rubbed his sleepy eyes and felt a little confused.
However, the moment Buddha Jumps Over the Wall was served, Zhu Huaizhen accepted it with pleasure.
Sugar-heart abalone, pineapple sea cucumber, white shark lips, young deer tendons, claw meat, golden shark fin, ivory clam meat, spider fish glue, quail eggs, ham, pork ribs, clean winter bamboo shoots, king oyster mushrooms, chrysanthemum mushrooms, wild pine mushrooms, morels, snow bamboo fungus, Shaoxing wine, eighteen ingredients, eighteen delicious flavors. The moment you lift the lotus leaf covering the jar, the rich meaty aroma is so fragrant that even a Buddha would jump over the wall.
Unfortunately, halfway through the meal, I saw Chen Mingan coming towards me angrily.
Zhu Huaizhen wanted to escape, but Lou Li grabbed the corner of his clothes.
Damn, Lou Li just enjoys watching the fun and doesn’t mind getting involved.
"Zhenzhen, why did you do such a dirty thing? Did the commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard instigate you?" Chen Mingan was furious.
Dirty things? This question confused Zhu Huaizhen.
She doesn't seem to have done anything dirty.
Could it be that she was sleepwalking?
She dreamed that Chen Ming'an knelt at her feet and kowtowed to admit his fault. Was this beautiful dream considered filthy? Chen Ming'an was so proud that he would probably never kneel at her feet and kowtow to admit his fault.
"Zhen'er, it's the good thing you did." Lou Li whispered in Zhu Huaizhen's ear with a chuckle.
Zhu Huaizhen finally reacted and stared at the red mark on Chen Mingan's neck for a long time.
Tsk tsk, this Happy Powder is so domineering that it can turn a weak young lady into a tigress.
"Prince Chen, are you not satisfied?" Zhu Huaizhen held up her rosy cheeks and smiled coquettishly.
"I think I'm pretty good. If Ali and elder sister hadn't advised me to let you and Zhao Lian'er have some warmth before separation and keep it as a beautiful memory, I really couldn't be so magnanimous." Zhu Huaizhen sighed helplessly.
Alas, it is said that Prince Chen usually kept himself clean, and such a pure and innocent flower from the top of the mountain was eventually ruined by Zhao Lian'er.
Zhu Huaizhen privately thought that leaving Chen Ming'an's body to Tu Mi for enjoyment was better than giving it to Zhao Lian'er for free.
Ahem, if she told the truth, Tu Mi would be the first to stand up and beat her up.
"Zhu Huaizhen, Lian'er has suffered so much humiliation and is already traumatized. What you are doing will only worsen her nightmare and make her dislike me." Chen Ming'an was still angry.
"Does Zhao Lian'er dislike you? I don't think so." Zhu Huaizhen rolled his eyes.
She felt that she would have another bowl of Buddha Jumps Over the Wall later.
If she hadn't still been thinking about having a comfortable home in Duke Dingguo's Mansion, she really didn't want to pay any attention to Chen Mingan.
The princess of a fallen country is pitiful after all.
"Zhu Huaizhen, you are really unreasonable." Chen Mingan turned away.
It's unreasonable, what the hell is this?
Zhu Huaizhen touched his chin and sat down to eat Buddha Jumps Over the Wall again.
Lou Li was probably feeling guilty, so he raised his orchid finger and started singing "Peach Blossom Fan" automatically and consciously.
Orioles chirp at dawn in the jade trees of Jinling, flowers bloom early in the Qinhuai waterside pavilions. Who knew the ice would melt so easily? I watched him build his red mansion, I watched him entertain guests, and I watched his mansion collapse. Here, amidst the mossy, blue tiles, I once slept in a dreamlike state; I've witnessed fifty years of rise and fall. No one in Wuyi Lane is surnamed Wang, ghosts cry at Mochou Lake, and owls roost on Phoenix Terrace. Dreams of the ruined mountains are the most real, the old land hard to lose. I don't believe this map is changing manuscripts. I'll compose a lament for Jiangnan, and sing it until I grow old.
Zhu Huaizhen thought that she could only go to Southern Yan to rest after Southern Chu was destroyed.
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