To Hold One’s Joy

  Chapter 226 Ask Again

  One, two, three...eight.

   Sheng Saburo silently counted again.

   One, two, three...or eight!

   No, he clearly remembered that there were nine of them.

  Sheng Saburo frowned: "It seems that one June persimmon is missing."

   It is a major issue related to seasoning, which must be asked clearly.

   "I ate one." Wei Han said calmly.

  Sheng Saburo opened his eyes suddenly, and then looked at Luo Sheng.

   Didn’t the cousin swear that King Kaiyang doesn’t like to eat June persimmons?

  Luo Sheng was speechless.

  She really underestimated this idiot!

   Wei Han silently watched the eye contact between his cousins, and raised his eyebrows slightly.

  He just ate a June persimmon, what happened to them?

   "Miss Luo, the venison has been packed, and the June persimmon has been washed."

  Luo Sheng nodded coldly: "Just put it there, my lord."

   Wei Han put the things away, Wu Zhanzhan looked at her.

  At this moment, Luo Sheng actually saw a bit of cuteness.

   This discovery made her angry and funny, and finally sighed inwardly.

   That's all, King Kaiyang is probably only firm and persistent about eating, as long as he keeps his mouth shut like last time, then so be it.

   Not like this, it seems that I can't...

  After all, she can't really kill someone.

   It's just that in the future, it's better to stay away from this pervert with amazing insight.

   "What shape should the venison meat be cut into?" Wei Han asked.

  Luo Sheng's expression was light: "Your Majesty, you don't have to worry about this, Aunt Xiu will take care of it."

   "Didn't Miss Luo do it?" Wei Han was slightly surprised.

  Luo Sheng took a deep look at him, and said in a cold tone, "Prince, perhaps he forgot that Gu Xiu is the chef of a restaurant."

  When did this person take eating her cooking for granted?

   Wei Han was silent for a moment, and then said: "Xiu Gu's cooking is also delicious."

   It's just not as delicious as Miss Luo's cooking.

  Luo Sheng glanced at him.

  So, is Xiuyue's hand also under his observation?

  Luo Sheng raised his foot and walked forward.

   Seeing this, Wei Han silently followed.

  Leaving Sheng Saburo scratching his head in a daze.

  Cousin and King Kaiyang are playing some charades?

  It doesn't matter, as long as there are people cooking.

  Sheng Saburo picked up a June persimmon and shook it at Xiuyue: "Xiu Gu, is the June persimmon enough?"

  Xiuyue was silent, and said: "It's really not enough to eat any more."

  Sheng Saburo resentfully put the fresh and juicy June persimmon back into the bamboo basket, and secretly rubbed a little dissatisfaction with someone who stole the June persimmon.

  How can a majestic prince steal food?

  Luo Sheng stopped, frowned and asked, "What is your lord following me for?"

   "Has the prince ever been here?"

  Luo Sheng was taken aback.

   Seeing her reaction, Wei Han knew that she had been here.

   "When I was by the stream just now, the prince was also there."

   Wei Han originally thought it unnecessary to mention irrelevant people, but worried that Miss Luo would be angry if she found out, so it was better to mention it.

  Luo Sheng's face darkened: "Did the prince hear what we said?"

   Wei Han shook his head slightly: "I can't hear it, he's not dog ears."

  If he could hear, he wouldn't turn a blind eye.

  Luo Sheng heaved a sigh of relief, but his annoyance was hard to dissipate: "Since the crown prince is here, why doesn't the prince respond?"

   Still begging Bailai to hold her hand?

   Wei Han said honestly: "The crown prince came after I held Miss Luo's hand..."

  As an uncle holding the girl's hand, does he still need to take into account his nephew's thoughts?

  The corners of Luo Sheng's mouth trembled slightly.

   King Kaiyang meant that he had already been seen anyway, so it doesn't matter?

   After calming down his emotions, Luo Sheng warned coldly: "My lord, please respect yourself in the future."

   This is the second time he shook her hand.

   The first time it could be said that he drank too much, this time it can only be attributed to the behavior of a disciple.

   "There will be a next time, don't blame me for being rude."

   "Got it." The man looked at her with a soft expression and a gentle tone.

  Seeing his attitude, Luo Sheng couldn't be more aggressive, so he turned and walked back.

   Wei Qiang went back to the palace, and didn't go directly to look at Chaohua, but went into the study and sat down on the lower bed, fascinated.

  Scenes in his mind, for a while it was Princess Qingyang, and for a while it was Miss Luo.

   disturbed him, and gave birth to an indescribable sense of excitement.

   It seems that a lone boat that has been bumping for a long time has finally found a harbor, and finally has a berthing place.

  Miss Luo—Wei Qiang silently recited the name again.

   After a while, he got up and left the study, and went to Chaohua.

   Chaohua's good mood came to an abrupt end when she heard the words "His Royal Highness is coming".

   It’s still too early for the hunt to end, why did the prince come back?

  Suppressing doubts, Chao Hua got up to greet her.

   "Didn't you say you were injured, why do you still want to get up?" Wei Qiang habitually reached out to hold Chaohua's hand, but just held it for a while and then suddenly let go.

   Chaohua kept his expression on his face, but there was a sudden bump in his heart.

  The man's reaction was a little strange.

  She dare not say how much she knows about this man, but after all, she has been with him for twelve years, and she can still feel this change.

   It was as if his attitude towards her had suddenly changed.

   Chaohua actually doesn't care about Wei Qiang's attitude.

  The bracelet has returned to the princess, so it can be said that she has no weakness in this cage, so she doesn't need to care whether she is favored or not.

  As long as the princess is not in danger, she doesn't care.

  It's one thing not to care, it's another to notice why the person's attitude has changed.

   Chao Hua Xinnian turned sharply, and everything was as usual on the face: "I just twisted my foot, Qing'er kneaded it with medicinal wine for me, and I don't feel the pain anymore."

"That's good."

   "Why did His Highness come back so early?"

  Wei Qiang smiled: "I heard the servant report that you hurt your foot, so you came back."

  He lowered his head towards Hua: "It's the concubine's fault that affected His Highness's hunting."

   "There are still so many days to hunt, so it doesn't matter if you miss one or two trips." Wei Qiang sat down casually and motioned for Chaohua to sit down.

   "Did you go to Miss Luo's today?"

   "Well, I went with the imperial concubine."

   "The imperial concubine?" Wei Qiang couldn't help but frowned, and blurted out, "The imperial concubine didn't make things difficult for Miss Luo, did she?"

   Chao Hua raised her eyes in surprise, and looked at Wei Qiang.

  The astonishment in her heart was even worse than her face.

   Since when did this person care about Miss Luo so much?

  She still clearly remembered the helplessness and dissatisfaction that the prince could not conceal when he first mentioned to her that Miss Luo had taken a fancy to the bracelet she was wearing.

   "What's wrong?" Wei Qiang asked with a smile when Chaohua said nothing.

   Chao Hua hurriedly shook his head: "It's nothing, it's just that His Highness suddenly asked this question, which surprised me a little."

   "Uh, just asking casually."

   "The imperial concubine did not embarrass Miss Luo, it seems that the relationship is harmonious."

   "What about you? How does Miss Luo treat you?"

   Chao Hua trembled her eyelashes: "Your Highness, I don't quite understand what you mean."

  Wei Qiang finally became impatient, and said bluntly: "Yu Niang, don't you really think Miss Luo is like Luo Er?"

   Chao Hua's heart sank suddenly, and he tried to keep calm on his face: "I remember that His Highness asked this question before, of course it doesn't look like it."

Good morning.

  (end of this chapter)