"Since the junior has praised me like this, as a senior, I have to return the favor no matter what, Liu Xiang, give me the jar."
Liu Xiang passed the jar in her hand to Yan Mingzhu through the car window.
"Your Highness, guess what's in the jar. If you guess it right, I'll give it to you."
There was a smile in Qi Jue's eyes, and he couldn't suppress the smile at the corner of his mouth. "You didn't mean to give me a gift in return, but why did you suddenly change your mind and say that you can only get it if you guess correctly?"
"Whatever I haven't given away is still mine. What's mine depends on my mood, can't I?"
In the whole world, only this little girl dared to be so unscrupulous and do whatever she wanted in front of him.
Not only did Qi Jue not feel displeased, but he was used to it, and he actually guessed: "It's sealed in a jar, and there's a hint of sourness, could it be sauerkraut?"
"Not accurate, keep guessing."
"Pickle?"
"What type of dish, please name it accurately."
Qi Jue thought for a moment, "Chinese cabbage."
Yan Mingzhu blinked, "Why is Your Highness so sure that it is Chinese cabbage, not baby cabbage, or other vegetables such as green vegetables?"
"Although I am not good at cooking, I have some common sense. Green vegetables cannot be soaked. Moreover, if I am not mistaken, this cabbage has just matured in the Hou Mansion, right?"
Originally, Yan Mingzhu was joking, but when she heard the second half of the sentence, she couldn't help but sit up straight, "How did your Highness know that Chinese cabbage was grown in the Hou Mansion and it was just ripe? If my memory hadn't happened,
If you want to ask a question, has His Highness never entered the Marquis's residence?"
Qi Jue showed an enigmatic smile, "Guess."
Very good, this sinister man easily changed the situation with one sentence and turned it into letting her guess.
"If you ask me to guess, I will guess. Wouldn't it be very shameful for me? I won't guess. I don't like to talk, and I won't give you pickled cabbage."
As she spoke, Yan Mingzhu deliberately picked up the jar and tried to run away.
Qi Jue grabbed her arm, feeling both pampering and helpless, "They are all sent to me. If you don't give them to me, who else do you want to give them to?"
"Yeah, this road turns a corner and you'll reach the Ming Mansion. I can give it to Ming Xiang. This is cabbage pickled by me. You can't buy it with money. Ming Xiang will definitely like it."
Now, if it were Qi Jue who couldn't sit still, would Mingtai like it, or would Ming Xingjian like it?
This little girl was evil-minded. She clearly knew that Ming Xingjian was thinking about her, but in front of him, she even deliberately mentioned Ming Xingjian as his love rival. Wasn't it just to provoke him?
But what can he do? Her intentions are clearly written on her face. Even if he knows it, he still has to be patient and coax her.
"I will tell the truth truthfully. Didn't Zhuang Ke visit the Marquis Mansion on my behalf earlier and also take a tour? After he came back, he told me about it. After a little thought, I guessed it.
"
Yan Mingzhu raised her eyebrows and said, "I will visit for you, Your Highness? Why don't I remember, Your Highness, when did you want to visit the Hou Mansion?"
"Without your consent, I am afraid that if I am rude, you will be unhappy. Of course, if you are willing, I can accompany you back to the Marquis Mansion now, how about that?"
After saying this, why does the ugly son-in-law act like he wants to see his mother-in-law?
Yan Mingzhu couldn't help but think of these words in her mind. When she looked at Qi Jue's stunning face, she quickly shook her head to get rid of this terrible thought.
"It depends on your performance."
While talking, he stuffed the jar he was holding into Qi Jue's arms, "I haven't marinated it for a long time. I don't know how it tastes. Even if it doesn't taste good, you have to eat it all. It's a waste of food."
It’s shameful.”
"Besides me, who else gave this pickled cabbage to?"
Yan Mingzhu was a little confused: "I divided it into a small jar, and the rest was marinated in the house. Even this small jar was taken secretly behind my aunt's back."
Knowing from the words of his sweetheart that he got the most unique share, the aloof His Highness King Dingbei showed the most worthless smile in history.
"I will definitely eat every meal without skipping a beat."
Yan Mingzhu felt embarrassed by his burning gaze. She looked away slightly, then thought of something, took something out of her sleeve and handed it to Qi Jue.
Qi Jue lowered his eyes and saw that it was a sachet. It was navy blue, which happened to match his outfit today. It was embroidered with silver silk and folded bamboo.
Holding it in his hand, he looked around and around. The smile in Qi Jue's eyes almost overflowed, "You did it?"
"Of course not. My embroidery skills are not that good. This was made by my grandmother. Everyone in the family has one. Grandma also left one for you so that I could give it to you when I had time. I put some rhubarb in it.
Herbs such as incense and cinnamon twigs have the effect of calming the nerves and promoting sleep."
As she spoke, Yan Mingzhu showed him the sachet she had just put on her waist, "This is my sachet, with orchids embroidered on it."
"Orchids and bamboo are the perfect match."
Yan Mingzhu was amused by Qi Jue's mechanical expression, "How could orchids and bamboos be so well matched?"
"Orchids symbolize nobility and elegance, and folded bamboos represent perseverance. They are both noble qualities. How can they not be worthy of each other?"
Just hearing him talk nonsense here, although Yan Mingzhu gave him a big eye roll on the surface, the smile in her eyes became a little thicker.
After tearing it apart, Qi Jue took off the hollow chi-pattern jade pendant he wore around his waist and replaced it with a new sachet.
Qi Jue is dressed in expensive clothes. A single piece of clothing can be worth an ordinary person's annual expenses.
It's a bit awkward to pair it with such a sachet that is actually not worth much and can even be bought on the street.
Yan Mingzhu deliberately teased him: "You have replaced the hangings on your waist with worthless sachets. Your Highness, are you not afraid that if you go out and be seen by others, you will be said to have bad taste?"
"Who dares to comment on my preferences? I plucked out his tongue. Moreover, my future grandmother made this for me. I will wear it at all times to show the respect of the younger generation to the elders."
Qi Jue's words about future grandmother were so natural and natural that Yan Mingzhu couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
When he reacted, his cheeks quickly turned crimson.
"Nonsense, I...I'm going back to the Marquis Mansion. My aunt and the others didn't let me rest outside, so I ran out secretly."
He sneaked out just to deliver pickled cabbage to him personally.
In fact, Yan Mingzhu can let Liu Xiang deliver it without having to go there herself. In doing so, she seems to have Qi Jue in mind, so she does it herself.
Qi Jue was in a good mood. He opened a corner of the curtain and said, "Turn around and go to Yongyihou Mansion."
The carriage came to a halt, and Yan Mingzhu stood up and was about to go out, when suddenly her waist was wrapped around the man's strong arms.
Caught off guard, the world turned upside down.
Qi Jue put one hand under her waist, supporting half of her body, while leaning forward with his tall body.
He lowered his head and kissed her slightly opened red lips.