Feng Qinghua curled her lips, turned and sat aside.

"Aren't you curious why this king appears here?" Zhan Beixiao sat down next to Feng Qinghua and said with a chuckle.

Feng Qinghua raised her eyebrows and glanced at Zhan Beixiao strangely, "Why should I be curious?"

"Feng Qinghua!" Zhan Beixiao's face suddenly turned cold.

Without waiting for Feng Qinghua to say anything, Zhan Beixiao leaned over and kissed Feng Qinghua's lips.

Zhan Beixiao's overbearing kiss mixed with the strong smell of alcohol hit her face. Feng Qinghua felt a little dizzy for a moment, and even the incense seemed to have an effect.

Feng Qinghua's face was red and her eyes were covered with mist. She looked like a little white rabbit who had been bullied.

Seeing Feng Qinghua's appearance, Zhan Beixiao was in a good mood and bit Feng Qinghua's lips like punishment.

Zhan Beixiao's strength was not strong, but Feng Qinghua suddenly woke up.

"Go away!" Feng Qinghua pushed Zhan Beixiao away angrily, with an angry blush on her face. She couldn't help but cursed secretly, she was almost addicted to Zhan Beixiao's beauty.

Zhan Beixiao hugged Feng Qinghua with his long arms, "Do you still want to know?"

Feng Qinghua struggled for a few times and found that she was imprisoned and had no power to fight back. Feng Qinghua suddenly became a little defeated. When Zhan Beixiao was poisoned, she could beat him. Now that Zhan Beixiao has recovered, she

Almost never has the upper hand.

"Gugu." Before Feng Qinghua could answer, Feng Qinghua's stomach growled first.

Zhan Beixiao had a smile in his eyes, "Are you hungry?"

Feng Qinghua looked a little embarrassed and pushed Zhan Beixiao away, "I haven't eaten all day, can I not be hungry?"

Feng Qinghua pretended to be calm, straightened her hair, and sneaked towards the door.

Zhan Beixiao followed Feng Qinghua and finally caught Feng Qinghua, but he couldn't let her escape again.

Feng Qinghua quietly opened the door and took a look outside.

There weren't many people in the yard, so it was strangely quiet.

"Strange, why is no one watching?" Feng Qinghua muttered softly.

"Because they all knew it just now." Zhan Beixiao looked at Feng Qinghua ambiguously and leaned into Feng Qinghua's ear, "How dare they disturb the Seventh Prince's good deeds?"

Feng Qinghua turned around, glared at Zhan Beixiao, and walked out swaggeringly.

Zhan Beixiao looked at Feng Qinghua with loving eyes, stood up and followed her.

There were no people in the yard, but there were still many people guarding the kitchen.

Feng Qinghua squatted on the tree and glanced at the brightly lit kitchen not far away.

Seeing Feng Qinghua squatting on the tree without any image, Zhan Beixiao frowned and reached out to hold Feng Qinghua in his arms.

Before Zhan Beixiao could make a move, Feng Qinghua sprinkled it casually, and the guards and maids inside and outside the kitchen fell down one after another. Feng Qinghua jumped lightly from the tree.

Zhan Beixiao followed Feng Qinghua into the kitchen with a dark face.

Feng Qinghua walked around the kitchen twice. There was still a lot of food in the basket. Feng Qinghua picked up her chopsticks and took a bite.

"Bah, bah, bah." As soon as it entered her mouth, Feng Qinghua spit it out.

"It tastes terrible." Feng Qinghua frowned in disgust and threw the dish aside.

Zhan Beixiao had a gloomy face, "It's just something to satisfy your hunger, why should you be so picky."

Feng Qinghua turned around and glanced at Zhan Beixiao strangely. She didn't seem to have offended him, so why did she have such a gloomy face?

Feng Qinghua didn't care at all what Zhan Beixiao said, "I plan to make some myself, will you eat it?"

"Unlike you, I am not hungry." Zhan Beixiao glared at Feng Qinghua arrogantly and turned his head to the side.

Feng Qinghua curled her lips and said, "If you don't want to eat, I won't eat. Why are you attacking me personally!"

Feng Qinghua sat aside, looked at the ingredients, and quickly thought about what to make.

"Cuckoo." An inappropriate cry rang out.

Feng Qinghua lowered her head and glanced at her stomach, confirming that the person whose stomach was growling just now was not her, so it could only be...

Feng Qinghua turned around, glanced at Zhan Beixiao, and couldn't help laughing.

Zhan Beixiao clenched his fists, the veins on his forehead twitching, and glanced at Feng Qinghua, who was holding her belly and laughing.

"Feng! Qing! Hua!" Zhan Beixiao's voice sounded like he was gritting his teeth.

Feng Qinghua turned back to look at Zhan Beixiao, trying to calm herself down, but the corners of her mouth could not help but raise.

"I didn't laugh at you." Feng Qinghua covered her mouth, holding it in until her face turned red.

Zhan Beixiao glared at Feng Qinghua, "I only focused on drinking tonight and didn't eat a grain of rice. What do you think?"

Feng Qinghua laughed so hard that tears came out. After hearing Zhan Beixiao's words, she hurriedly shook her head, "No objection, no objection. The prince is hungry and wants to eat. It's only natural."

"Then why don't you do it!" Zhan Beixiao glared at Feng Qinghua again.

Feng Qinghua turned around quickly, but her shoulders couldn't help but twitch.

Zhan Beixiao glanced at his belly angrily, he was so unsatisfied at this time.

Feng Qinghua took a look at the ingredients. It was so late, so let's make some pastries.

Feng Qinghua was very fast and steamed the cakes with almost no effort.

"Your Highness, please try it." After placing the plate, Feng Qinghua handed the first piece of pastry to Zhan Beixiao.

Zhan Beixiao looked at Feng Qinghua with satisfaction, reached out and pinched a piece of pastry.

Watching Zhan Beixiao eat her pastry, Feng Qinghua assumed that Zhan Beixiao had calmed down and continued to eat the pastry.

Zhan Beixiao slowly finished a piece of pastry, while Feng Qinghua had already finished a plate of pastries.

Zhan Beixiao pinched his eyebrows, took a deep breath, and told himself to calm down.

Feng Qinghua took the last piece of pastry and stuffed it directly into her mouth.

Before Feng Qinghua could swallow it, Zhan Beixiao leaned over and took a bite.

Feng Qinghua looked at Zhan Beixiao blankly, and Zhan Beixiao elegantly bit into the cake that he took from Feng Qinghua's mouth.

"It tastes good." Zhan Beixiao chuckled and looked at Feng Qinghua, but his eyes fell on those delicate red lips.

Feng Qinghua glared at Zhan Beixiao angrily, glanced at the empty plate, and immediately lost the motivation to make another plate.

Let Zhan Beixiao snatch his own food or starve him to death!

Feng Qinghua glared at Zhan Beixiao fiercely, stood up and walked out.

Zhan Beixiao successfully regained the game, his mood improved again, and he followed Feng Qinghua back leisurely.

The boy walked up to the governor and whispered a few words.

The governor looked happy, "Seriously?"

The boy nodded, "The prince is indeed staying in that woman's room."

"Step back." The governor smiled, "By the way, I will rest now and no one is allowed to come in and disturb you."
Chapter completed!