The Imperial Concubine Just Wants To Be a Salted Fish Every Day

Chen Liangyuan held the sachet in her hands as if she were holding a heart.

Such an affectionate confession, coupled with Chen Liangyuan's small appearance of pear blossom and rain, as long as he is a normal man, he has to be soft hearted.

Unfortunately, Luo QingHan is not a normal man.

He is a big pig's hoof without emotion.

"I remember, your name is Chen Lanxin, Huizhi Lanxin. It's really a good name, but it's a pity you don't deserve it."

The cold and faint voice, without a trace of emotion, instantly drove Chen Liangyuan into hell.

She did not expect that the advertisement she had painstakingly prepared was such a result.

Her face turned as white as paper, and her fingers holding the sachet trembled.

She wanted to say something more. Unfortunately, Luo QingHan didn't give her this opportunity. He waved his hand and directly asked someone to drag her out.

Without Chen Liangyuan, the atmosphere in the room suddenly fell into silence.

Baoqin and father-in-law Chang bowed their heads and dared not speak for fear of being affected by the fish in the pond.

Luo QingHan looks at Xiao Xi.

Xiao Xixi felt that he was in a bad mood. She didn't know how to deceive people, so she had to ask dryly.

"Did your highness eat?"

Luo QingHan: "No."

"I haven't eaten. I've been waiting for you."

I don't know why, when Luo QingHan heard this, his originally dull mood immediately improved.

He said: "today Gu is too busy and forgets the time. You can send someone to remind Gu if this happens again next time."

Xiao Xi nodded and said yes.

Chicken soup has been hot on the stove. Now you can drink it directly. Baoqin also fried several home-made dishes with ingredients they planted in the backyard.

Xiao Xixi had been hungry for a long time, but she remembered the identity of her little wife and filled a bowl of Chicken Soup for the prince first.

After the prince took his first bite, she began to use chopsticks.

Luo QingHan looked at the way she quickly pulled the food into her mouth and gently reminded: "don't eat too fast. It's bad for your intestines and stomach."

Xiao Xi's mouth was full of food and her cheeks were bulging.

She answered vaguely as she chewed.

"Oh."

Luo QingHan's eating appearance is very elegant. He has to chew and swallow every bite of food carefully, but it's not like tasting the delicious food, but more like completing an established task.

When he finished a bowl of rice, Xiao Xi had already eaten the third bowl.

Baoqin was afraid that the master would leave a bad impression of "rice bucket" in the crown prince's heart, and whispered, "little master, you should be full?"

Xiao Xi swallowed the food in her mouth: "no, I can eat another bowl!"

Baoqin: "

She was desperate.

She didn't even dare to see the prince's expression at this time.

Other concubines in front of the prince can't wait to pretend that they are a little fairy who only drinks dew. Only her master is a wonderful flower. After eating bowl after bowl, it's like hiding a bottomless hole in her stomach.

Luo QingHan pushes his empty bowl in front of Xiao Xi.

Xiao Xixi raised her head from her rice bowl. There was a grain of rice on her mouth. She asked, "Your Highness, do you want to add rice?"

Luo QingHan said, "I want soup."

He endured it again and again. Finally, he couldn't resist it and reminded him, "you have rice in your mouth."

Xiao Xi touched the corner of his mouth: "here?"

"It's not this side, it's the other side."

Xiao Xi changed his side and continued to touch, but he still couldn't touch the rice.

Luo QingHan stretched out his hand and wiped his cool finger abdomen from the side of her mouth.

Like summer rain, it falls on the lake and ripples in circles.

He took the handkerchief from father-in-law Chang, wiped his fingers and said faintly, "it's OK."