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

Xiao Xixi was too fierce to say anything.

She bit her handkerchief and watched the prince drink soup.

Luo QingHan finished drinking a bowl and put it down, indicating that it was OK.

Xiao Xi said, "there's still a lot left. Won't you eat?"

Luo QingHan said faintly, "I appreciate you."

Xiao Xi's eyes lit up.

"Thank you, your highness!"

She only took a small bowl this time. The bowl had been used by Luo QingHan. She couldn't wait for someone to get another clean bowl. She directly held the pottery urn and began to pour soup into her mouth.

Baoqin covered her face and couldn't bear to see it again.

Her master's food is amazing!

Luo QingHan obviously didn't expect Xiao Xixi to be so heroic.

He was stunned.

He had only seen others drinking with jars in their arms before, and had never seen anyone drinking soup with pottery jars in their arms.

In order to prevent the prince from being scalded, the soup was deliberately cooled a little before it was put in the pottery urn. Xiao Xixi drank it in front of him, and he didn't have to worry about scalding his mouth.

She soon finished the soup, then turned her head and said to the Baoqin.

"Go and get me a pair of chopsticks."

She finished the soup. There are still a lot of duck meat left in the pottery urn. She must eat it up and not waste it!

Baoqin did not dare to see the prince's expression at this time. She bowed her head and walked out quickly. She regretted that she died.

If she had known that her master could do such a thing, she would not have dared to encourage him to bring soup to the prince.

Where is this soup? It's death!

Luo QingHan looked at the woman in front of him without expression.

"Aren't you full at noon?"

Xiao Xi licked the soup off his lips and answered honestly, "I'm full."

"Can you still eat so much old duck soup now?"

Xiao Xixi justifiably defended himself: "noon is noon. Now it is now. Being full at noon doesn't mean that my body is not hungry now. Even if I eat more now, it doesn't mean that my body doesn't have to eat at night."

Luo Qing smiled coldly, "you're quite clear."

"That's natural. I don't care about anything else, but I'm especially interested in food."

Baoqin came back with a pair of clean dishes and chopsticks.

Xiao Xixi took out the duck meat from the pottery urn one by one and ate it with relish. The small appearance of concentration and happiness seemed to be eating something unparalleled delicious.

Luo QingHan looked at her eating and felt a little impulse to taste it.

He asked, "is the duck delicious?"

Xiao Xi nodded vigorously, "delicious!"

"Give it to Gu."

Xiao Xi didn't think much. He handed a piece of duck in his bowl to him.

Baoqin opened her mouth and tried to stop: "little Lord, don't..."

That chopstick was used by Xiao Liangdi. It was stained with her saliva. How can you bring vegetables to the prince? And it's still directly to the prince's mouth. It's too unruly. If others see it, Xiao Liangdi must be punished.

But before Baoqin finished, he saw the prince calmly open his mouth and bite the duck.

The Baoqin choked.

The latter half of the sentence was swallowed back by her.

She shut her mouth silently and thought she was really worried about eating carrots!

Luo QingHan ate the duck and didn't feel as delicious as expected.

He declined the second duck offered by Xiao Xi, picked up the tea cup and tasted tea gracefully.

The smell of tea dispelled the smell of meat in his mouth and calmed his mood.

He looked at Xiao Xi eating and thought that what he liked was not eating meat, but watching her eat meat.

The simple and pure satisfaction made him feel very comfortable.

Seeing that she had almost eaten, he asked casually.

"Did you see your father just now?"