"Thank you sister for your thoughtfulness." Sitting on the chair, Zhang Qingcha's fair face was full of restraint, and his eyes were a bit confused. He looked at Zhang Qingjiu from time to time, and then turned to look at Chu Kuo.
, and finally bit his lip and lowered his head.
The things on the dinner table have not been cleared yet, and a few people are sitting there, feeling an inexplicable sense of joy.
Zhang Qingjiu rolled his eyes and said, "Your Majesty, the Eighth Prince, you are serious. If you had told me earlier, Chacha could come and have lunch with us. Now the table is full of leftovers, ugh...
Chacha, have you eaten?"
Hearing these words, Zhang Qingjiu couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth. He secretly scolded Zhang Qingjiu for being vulgar, while shaking his head with a smile, "Thank you for your concern, sister. Chacha has already had lunch."
"That's good." Zhang Qingjiu nodded.
Chu Kuo seemed to have thought of something, frowned and sighed, "What Qingjiu said is that this prince should have let Chacha come over earlier. Now that she is pregnant, she doesn't have much appetite on weekdays, but
Fortunately, Qingjiu thought well and brought you my favorite peach blossom cake."
As he spoke, Chu Kuo cast his eyes on the brocade box placed next to Zhang Qingjiu not far away.
Hearing his words, Zhang Qingcha's eyes instantly lit up, with a bit of joy and expectation in his eyes, "Sister?"
Zhang Qingjiu glanced outside, curled up the corners of his lips, calmly took the brocade box from the side and moved it to Zhang Qingjiu, "Do you really want to eat this?"
Zhang Qingcha pinched his fingers, with a shy look on his face, "My sister brought it. Chacha is very happy and doesn't dare to let her down."
Saying that, he reached out and took the brocade box.
"Then you can eat if you want." Zhang Qingjiu took a deep look at Zhang Qingcha, sneered, and let go of his hand.
Being stared at by Zhang Qingjiu, Zhang Qingcha trembled in his heart. He picked up the brocade box, pursed his lips, and took a deep breath. When he was about to open it, there was a sudden noise at the door, and there was a faint exclamation from someone.
Chacha was startled, her fingers trembled, and the pastry immediately fell back.
Everyone was surprised that the Eighth Prince's Mansion, which had always had strict rules, could be so commotion, and they all looked outside.
I saw a slender figure wearing white brocade clothes, a jade crown on his head, a brocade pouch tied around his waist, and brocade boots on his feet. He was approaching from a distance. His eyes were like a deep pool, his lips were like spring flowers, and his black hair made his face look like white jade. He was so handsome.
.
"This is...His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?" Someone in the room couldn't help but exclaimed as he recognized the person.
As soon as the fuse was lit, everyone began to whisper among themselves.
"T-Prince? Why did he come?"
Chu Kuo looked at the visitor with unprecedented anger in his heart.
He took a deep look at Zhang Qingjiu. His eyes were not polite at all, but they quickly turned calm again.
I saw him taking a step forward, suppressing his displeasure and coming forward, "Why did His Highness the Crown Prince suddenly come to my palace today? If you are coming, let me know in advance, so that I can go to greet you in advance, and I won't let this palace.
The servants were so frightened that they lost their color and lost their etiquette."
Every word of his words sounded respectful, but when put together, they all revealed one meaning:
Although your status is nobler than mine, I didn’t know you would come, so it’s not my fault that I didn’t go to greet you;
You are the prince, but you should not come uninvited, and you barged in without waiting for notification, disturbing the people in my house, and scaring them into losing their rules. This is even more your fault.
However, what everyone didn't expect was that Chu Lan seemed to not see Chu Kuo and walked directly past him, walked into the room, and stood in front of Zhang Qingjiu, "Why is Mr. Xiao Zhang so elegant?"
Let’s have lunch at my brother’s house. Today is the day when the Star Building is completed. Why don’t you go and take a look at such a big event in my house?”
As soon as these words came out, everyone's jaws were shocked.
His Highness the Crown Prince must have ignored the Eighth Prince just now.
And this means, if they heard it correctly, it seems that the purpose is to find Mr. Xiao Zhang, right?
Looking at Mr. Xiao Zhang again, everyone was shocked again.
I saw an unprecedented smile on Zhang Qingjiu's face, a pair of eyes that had reached the last quarter of the moon, and his eyes fell on Chu Lan for a moment, and the corners of his red lips raised upwards, "So you are here to pick me up, right?"
?"
Chu Lan narrowed her eyes and pursed her lips.
Zhang Qingjiu raised the corner of his lips again, stood up and pulled Chu Lan's sleeve, his tone was cheerful, "Then let's leave quickly."
Everyone bowed their heads: Can I watch this without paying? Mr. Xiao Zhang just...
Chu Lan's eyes also moved from Zhang Qingjiu's face to his sleeves, his eyes narrowed, and he suddenly stretched out his hand to twist a piece of peach blossom pastry, and took a bite under the horrified eyes of everyone, "This pastry is not bad."
Zhang Qingjiu rolled his eyes and picked up the brocade box, "You like to eat? Let's take it away, then?"
Zhang Qingcha: "???"
Everyone: "!!!"
Chu Kuo, who had just regained his composure and rushed back to the house, heard these words, and the look on his face became gloomier than ever before. He rushed in front of the two of them and glared at Zhang Qingjiu: "What do you mean?"
However, Zhang Qingjiu paid no attention to him and just stared at Chu Lan.
Chu Lan looked at her deeply and nodded gently, "Yes."
After receiving his agreement, Zhang Qingjiu smiled happily and held the brocade box in his arms, "Then let's go."
Chu Kuo finally couldn't help it anymore and stepped forward to block the two of them. His expression changed again and again, "Master Xiao Zhang, His Royal Highness, what do you mean by this? Could it be that the two of them worked together to perform a double act to embarrass me?!"
"My father attaches great importance to the matter of the Star Reaching Tower. It will be completed today and she has to be absent." Unexpectedly, Chu Lan just glanced at him indifferently and spoke unhurriedly.
"Ah, yes, I forgot that you told me about this matter a few days ago. It's still my fault. Fortunately, you came to see me." Zhang Qingjiu also nodded.
"You!" Chu Kuo took a deep breath.
At this moment, Zhang Qingcha suddenly took a deep breath, turned pale, covered his lower abdomen and fell to the ground, with large beads of sweat appearing on his head.
Someone noticed something strange about her and immediately stepped forward to help her.
Zhang Qingjiu raised his eyebrows, with a somewhat worried look on his face, and hugged the brocade box in his arms tightly, "Oh, what's going on? Did he eat something bad? His Highness, the Eighth Prince, quickly asked someone to give Chacha a look.
, don’t forget what I told you before, nothing can happen to the heir in her belly.”
After saying that, he tugged on Chu Lan's sleeve and said, "I should thank you for the matter of the Prayer Palace. Today's matter of the Star-Zhaing Tower is important, so I will leave first."
"You guys!" Chu Kuo took a deep breath, and before he could catch up, Zhang Qingcha finally couldn't help but cry out in pain from behind.
Chu Kuo's expression changed. He finally turned his head and looked at Zhang Qingcha with forbearance. He took two steps forward to help her up. However, the first words he said were not caring, "You ate the sweet-scented osmanthus cake."
without?"
"No." Zhang Qingcha was in so much pain that he couldn't speak. He stammered and shook his head, "Not yet, not in time."
Hearing this, Chu Kuo was so angry that he threw Zhang Qingcha to the ground. It took him a long time to hold back a few words from his mouth, "Useless thing!"