Morbid pet

Chapter 95
"Delicious, isn't it?"

Xie Zhao was eating a piece of red sandwich pastry, when he poked it with a silver spoon, the bright red jam and white flesh burst out, like brains mixed together, Xie Zhao immediately had a sense of picture, and the spoon just stopped in mid-air.

He always feels that Changle has changed since the last time he fell into the water, and he has never been able to explain what has changed, but now he seems to have some specific feelings.

He put the silver spoon aside, and asked Changle solemnly: "Chuchu, is there anything on your mind recently?"

Chang Le looked at him lightly, "Do you think I'm sick?"

Xie Zhao didn't nod or shake his head, just looked at her solemnly.

Chang Le smiled self-deprecatingly, "Well, if you are crazy, you are enlightened."

She hugged her belly and laughed suddenly. Huadan in the underwater play was singing: "I don't cultivate good fruits in my life, I only love to kill and set fire. Suddenly the golden shackles were opened, and the jade locks were torn here. A letter from the tide on the Qiantang River."

Chang Le suddenly reconciled: "Today I will know who I am."

In Xie Zhao's eyes, the string called morality is broken. As long as Changle is happy, it doesn't matter if she likes killing people, setting fires, and eating brains.

Xie Zhao wished he could cut a hole in his head right now, and let Chang Le suck it.

The painting boat finally docked at the side of Zixuan Street, and it took only a short time to get to Prince Zhao's Mansion. Xie Zhao refused the horse rope handed over by the third watch, and took Changle for a aimless walk in the city.

Chang Le suddenly thought: "Xie Zhao, did you tell me before that you bought another house next to Prince Zhao's mansion and asked me to sign it."

Xie Zhao nodded his head as a matter of course, "However, you didn't live in the palace after that, and I haven't been to the new house either."

"What? Do you want to go and have a look?"

Chang Le nodded and said with a smile, "Let's go."

Xie Zhao suddenly stood there as if struck by lightning, his eyes widened and he looked at Chang Le in surprise, "You remember everything?"

Chang Le raised his eyebrows, and poked Xie Zhao's brain with his index finger, "Stupid, I remember that time in Huashan."

Xie Zhao looked at her excitedly, "Then why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Chang Le pouted and said, "Those are not good memories, is it necessary to be so entangled?"

Xie Zhao's bright eyes dimmed, and after a while, he said quietly, "That's right."

Chang Le: "Let's go, go and see your new house."

Xie Zhao said with a smile: "It is estimated that no one regularly cleans the dust inside, so don't be disgusted."

Chang Le nodded and said seriously: "Maybe it will."

"dislike."

"If it is still as poor as the palace, I will really hate it to death."

Xie Zhao smiled and shook his head.

The new house is just across the street from the Wangfu. The whole street is surrounded by the walls of this tall house, with white walls and red tiles. There are two big town houses, Qilin, at the door.

As soon as you enter the door, there are dark wooden corridors on both sides. The paintings of famous masters are placed one by one in the corridors, ranging from Qi Baishi's shrimps to Zhu Xi's landscape paintings. Changle can't help but feel a little dazzled. At the end of the side is a closed mahogany pear flower door, the handle is a delicate copper ring, once opened, there is a tea hall inside, it is very large, it is used for receiving guests, and the decoration is quite satisfactory.

Chang Le continued walking straight inside, she asked, "Where is the back room?"

Xie Zhao chuckled lightly: "I'll take you there. By the way, are you satisfied with the decoration here? I wanted to ask you when I installed it before, but you were at odds with me at that time, and it would be wrong for me to say anything more , I dare not ask you, it was only after I communicated with the design team for a long time that I started construction."

Chang Le sneered: "You really understand me."

The back room is still called Lanyue Courtyard, and it took a lot of effort to build it. The door is hollow and carved powder wood door. Changle doesn't know how Xie Zhao dyed the wood into this bright and elegant pink, but it suits her heart. Xie Zhao helped her do what she didn't dare to do on the platform.

She didn't know how long it took for her to substitute herself as the hostess of this nameless house.

As soon as you enter, there is a stretch of flower garden, but there are no green plants and flowers yet, and it is a little bare. On the left is a big moon-shaped wicker chair, covered with a thick Persian embroidered carpet.

Chang Le sat on the moon chair, and Xie Zhao consciously walked behind her to help her push it. Night Breeze wrapped Chang Le in the swing of the wicker chair. She closed her eyes and smiled, "That's great, Xie Zhao."

"very nice."

Xie Zhao asked softly, "Where is it good?"

Chang Le looked at him with feigned anger, "It's fine if you don't understand."

"Don't you want to give it a name? Why isn't it called Prince Zhao's Mansion? By the way, it doesn't conform to the etiquette if your house is not called Wang's Mansion." She asked suddenly.

Xie Zhao walked in front of her, half bent down and put his index finger on her lips, "Shh."

"This is not my house."

Xie Zhao looked at Changle, and there was a whole galaxy flowing in his eyes, "This is ours." He paused, and smiled sincerely at Changle, "So, you can call it Princess Mansion."

Chang Le's heartbeat was beating.

How can there be a person who chooses you again and again.

She quickly came back to her senses, and said loudly: "Do you still remember Hua'an's Tazhao Mansion? This is also called Tazhao Mansion."

Xie Zhao smiled, "Okay." When he laughed, he was like a rebellious wolf king putting away his minions, breaking off his sharp teeth, and voluntarily drawing a prison for her.
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Three days later.

When Changle was throwing pots on the platform, suddenly an imperial edict came down, which broke her peaceful life.

"Following heaven's fortune, the emperor's edict said: Princess Changle, has both ability and political integrity, and is gentle and virtuous. In her young age, when the lord of the Western Regions asks for a marriage, she will give her a special gift of one hundred and eighty brides, and marry the Western Regions."

"Kin this-"

Fuman bowed and said, "Princess, please accept the order."

Changle looked at Fuman in disbelief, and didn't go to accept the imperial decree. She suddenly burst into tears, "Li Tianren! You are not human! I don't have a brother like you! In my next life, in the next life, in the next life, I will never be a royal again Chinese."

"Woooooo-"

Fuman ignored Chang Le's gaffe, but continued to repeat: "Princess, please accept the order."

Dian Cui scolded in a cold voice: "Our princess won't pick it up! Eunuch Fuman, please go back."

Fuman stood still on the platform, looking calm and relaxed. The imperial guards behind him were all sharpening their knives, as if they would force their way if they didn't accept the order.

Chang Lehong looked at the imperial guards behind Fuman, "So, you emperor's dogs, you must let me take over this imperial decree today?"

Fuman smiled flatteringly, "Princess, you don't understand the suffering of us servants. If you don't accept the decree, we will suffer when you go back. This decree will only benefit you and not harm you."

"Don't pick it up!" Xie Zhao rushed over from Cangqing Pavilion when he heard the wind, beads of sweat on his forehead sticking to his hair.

(End of this chapter)