"Don't, Prime Minister, I don't mean that, you know." Wen Tai explained incoherently.
"Hmph, I won't care about village farmers like you!" Young Master Qingcheng walked forward with his head held high. While walking, he admired the beautiful plum blossoms in the sky. From time to time, he raised his hand to pick up a petal that passed by the wind and put it on his nose to smell it.
Wen Tai sweated slightly. If he hadn't seen her so eloquently when she negotiated with the ministers and nodded in disagreement with her, he would have never imagined that the one in front of him was a childish and angry boy, who was more childish than him.
He couldn't help but say itchy behind him again: "Yes, the prime minister of the young master Qingcheng, how can he cry like ordinary people?! Isn't it? As for the farmers in this village, I don't know who always asks about the farmers in a village far away in Mo Yu Country..."
The young master Qingcheng stood still, turned his head angrily, and stared at Wen Tai: "You nonsense! Who asked about him? It was clearly told by someone else. Wen Tai, I want to fire you. Don't be my book boy anymore. It's a trivial matter to be angry with me, and it's a big matter to be angry with my baby." As he said that, he stretched out his white jade hand and touched his still flat belly.
Wen Tai glanced at her loving look.
But unexpectedly, Young Master Qingcheng suddenly approached and asked, "Are you sure you didn't tell him about my pregnancy?"
"Of course I'm sure. If I promise you, I will do it naturally." Wen Tai replied with confidence. God knows how extreme it was to make Wen Tai promise to keep it confidential.
It was terrible to think about it. She found a bunch of top-notch prostitutes in the Great Lan Kingdom - girls supporting him, all kinds of charm, all kinds of coquettishness, and all kinds of entanglements. As a last resort, Wen Tai, who was like a pure little boy, had to agree to her with tears.
The young master Qingcheng clapped his hands and said, "Okay! This matter is very much in my opinion. For the sake of keeping this matter confidential for me, I will not fire you. I will stay on duty and refuse if I do not perform well!"
"Okay, okay, magnanimous, gentle, what should I do if this thing?" He raised a bunch of love things in his hand.
"Puchi, cough cough." Young Master Qingcheng laughed and said, "If you want to keep it, just keep it, but next time, you won't be able to cover up my style!"
Wen Tai got used to her and joked: "Okay, there's no way to be a good person. I'll pay attention next time. I'll give it to you. Keep these things for my nephew for him to play with?"
"Who is your nephew? Don't recognize relatives randomly. This is my own. It has nothing to do with you. You must keep this matter strictly confidential, and it is best not to tell him for the rest of your life." Young Master Qingcheng said, but he took it with a thick face and put it in his pocket, turned around, "I was so angry that I forgot that a bunch of people are waiting for me in the depths of the plum tree. Let's go!"
Wen Tai didn't say much, followed behind him, muttering in his heart, how could it be kept secret? The young master will be here in the next few days, but he also agreed to the young master to keep it secret.
It is inevitable that you will be scolded both sides. Oh, it’s really difficult to be a human being… Wen Tai thought helplessly.
A high platform was set up on a small open space in the center of Meilin to facilitate everyone to see the charming style of the young master.
At this time, the small high platform was surrounded by people and crowded with people. All the flowers that were counted by the plum blossoms beside them were shaken off.
Suddenly someone called him, and Young Master Qingcheng was here!