The regent walks with wind after his wedding

Chapter 449 Stop Playing Word Games With Me
Mo Li squinted at him arrogantly, and took a bite at Baiyaotang, but he was actually hungry: "The dignified Regent invites you so sincerely, it doesn't seem good to not give face. I will forcefully eat a little."

Walking out of the main hall, Mo Li saw that Ye Feng and Ye Ying were still kneeling on the ground in good order. It was the master who was annoying, but it had nothing to do with these two people: "Get up."

"Thank you princess!"

Ye Feng thanked him for getting up, and Ye Ying got up without saying anything.

Entering the dining room, the food is very rich, and the dishes are exquisite and luxurious, as if celebrating something, and there is a vase of flower arrangements in the middle of the table.

"Why is the prince suddenly so extravagant today?"

Zhan Beiqing pulled out a chair and motioned for Mo Li to sit over: "This is the first meal this king has moved to the Li Hotel, so naturally we have to celebrate."

When it comes to this, Mo Li is puzzled: "My lord can't live in the Prince Regent's mansion, so why did you suddenly move to the Li Hotel?
Compared with your palace, the Li Hotel is small and inconvenient, and it is not as comfortable as the palace. The prince is tired of living in a rich and luxurious place, want a change?
Or are you addicted to living in the Nancang Kingdom Zhuli Hotel? "

Zhan Beiqing slightly raised his lips: "Although the Prince Regent's Mansion is good, but there is no beautiful woman to accompany it, it is naturally not as good as this hotel."

Mo Li glanced at him, this is some kind of crooked theory: "There is so much food, two people can't eat it, why don't you ask senior brother to come over to eat together. We just came back in a hurry, we didn't eat."

Zhan Beiqing glanced at Night Breeze outside the door: "Didn't you hear the princess' order?"

"Yes, the subordinate obeys the order."

Night Breeze strode out immediately, and came back after a while: "Princess, Prince Beiyue is already eating, and he said he won't come."

"Oh fine."

Mo Li sat down, and Zhan Beiqing sat beside her: "Li'er, I can ask Ben Wang to help you pinch what you want to eat. Ben Wang has long arms."

"No need!" Mo Li stood up holding the chopsticks, and stretched out his arms to pick up the farthest glazed yam, "When it comes to eating, I never wrong myself, if I can't pick it up, I stand up!"

Zhan Beiqing gently pulled his lower lip, and his eyes flashed fondly: "Okay, if you can't catch it when you stand up, I will help you again."

He filled her with wine: "What you like to drink."

Mo Li drank a few glasses of wine, and when the spirit of the wine picked up, he remembered Su Shuang and Su Xiang kneeling down again, and fire ignited in his eyes.

"Li'er, what's the matter, doesn't the wine smell right?"

Zhan Beiqing poured himself a cup and tasted it: "It's Qianzhuo wine."

"Hmph!" Mo Li turned his head away and gave him a back of the head.

"Li'er," Zhan Beiqing asked softly, "Did I do something wrong?"

Mo Li snorted coldly: "What did you say!"

"I don't know. Li'er," Zhan Beiqing took her hand, "No matter what is wrong, it is my fault. Don't be angry with me."

Mo Li pouted: "No sincerity!"

Zhan Beiqing took the poured wine and brought it to Mo Li's mouth: "How about this, is there any sincerity?"

"Huh!" Mo Li snorted coldly, still unable to resist the temptation of Qianzhuo, and drank it all in one gulp, "Don't think that I will forgive you after toasting a glass of wine!"

Zhan Beiqing squatted in front of her and held her hand: "Then how can Li'er forgive me?"

His index finger stroked her palm back and forth as if absent, making her heart itch: "Li'er, I'm afraid that you will be angry.

If you are really angry, how about I let you beat me up? "

"Are you serious?"

Zhan Beiqing looked at her solemnly and affectionately: "It couldn't be more true! As long as Li'er is happy."

"I'm not that violent!" Mo Li turned to eat, "Pour me wine!"

"Yes, princess!" Zhan Beiqing slightly hooked his thin lips, stood beside Mo Li, and brought her the poured wine, "Princess, this fried lotus root dish is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, not greasy at all."

Mo Li confronted him: "I want to eat greasy food!"

Zhan Beiqing put down the fried lotus root box he had picked up, and gave her the sauced pig's trotters: "Li'er, I don't know how to cook, so I can only help you with food."

"I didn't ask you to cook!" He was a handsome and cold regent, could he cook?
"But I want to cook for you." A trace of sadness flashed in Zhan Beiqing's eyes, and he hooked his lips immediately, "I made a soup, and I'll finish my meal later, would you like to try it?"

"The soup you made?" Mo Li was surprised. The last time he fought against Beiqing, he burned down the dining room of the Prince Regent's Mansion. The soup he made...can you drink it?
"Have you tried it?"

Zhan Beiqing nodded seriously: "I've tasted it, it's okay."

"Really?" Mo Li didn't believe it, "What kind of soup, bring it here and taste it."

"Come here, bring me the corn egg drop soup cooked by this king."

"Yes." Night Breeze moved swiftly, and quickly came over with a cup of soup.

Mo Li lifted the lid curiously, and seriously commented: "The color looks pretty good, are you sure you can drink it?"

"It's okay." Zhan Beiqing served her a bowl, and Mo Li put it under his nose to sniff it. It smelled delicious, but he didn't know how it tasted.

She stirred it a few times with a spoon: "You...you didn't put anything wrong, did you?"

Seeing her suspicious expression, Zhan Beiqing panicked.His cooking skills are bad, but it doesn't make her look poisonous in the soup, right?
He filled another bowl, and in front of Mo Li, he gulped it down.

Mo Li looked at whether there was a painful and patient expression on his face, but he didn't seem to have one, so he boldly took a sip.Smack and smack your lips, it seems that the taste is not bad...

She took another big sip and tasted it, well, it tastes good.

Zhan Beiqing's phoenix eyes showed nervousness: "How?"

Thinking of how bad he was before, Mo Li swallowed his praise and said arrogantly: "Well, it's okay."

Zhan Beiqing raised his lips and smiled.It seems that one sentence from her is not bad, and it is worth thousands of compliments from others.

Mo Li smiled angrily: "What are you laughing at?"

"It's nothing, isn't Li'er smiling too?"

Mo Li glared at him, and finished the rest of the soup: "So-so, there is still room for improvement."

"Okay. Li'er, when you enter the Prince Regent's Mansion, I will do it for you every day."

"Tch, I didn't say I want to drink it every day."

The corners of Zhan Beiqing's lips rose more obviously: "So, Li'er has tacitly agreed to enter the Prince Regent's Palace?"

Mo Li picked up a piece of roasted venison: "Stop playing word games with me."

Mo Li drank three pots of Qianzhuo wine, and she was a little tipsy. She stood still, but her legs were a little weak when she took a step, but she was still able to walk on her own.

"Li'er," Zhan Beiqing took a quick step and helped her up, "I will help you to rest."

"No, I'm going to see Elder Brother." Mo Li shook his head, "Eldest Brother may be worried about me."

Zhan Beiqing gave Night Breeze a sideways look: "Go and ask Prince Beiyue to come over."

"Yes."

"Li'er, slow down, I will help you to sit in the main hall."

Night Breeze returned soon, still alone...

(End of this chapter)