Dong Gong Mei

Chapter 597 Lack of a Little Servant Who Knows Martial Arts
The sun is gradually slanting to the west, and the sunset glow is reflected on the window screen, dyed with a red or purple color.

Zhao Xiwei saw this scene as soon as he opened his eyes.

The maids all retreated, and the guards also avoided the outer wall.

The whole courtyard is quiet, only the rustling of flowers and branches in the evening breeze, as if in a lonely mountain forest isolated from the world.

Zhao Xi slightly lifted the quilt and half sat up.

After sleeping for two hours, he became even more dizzy.

The palace lanterns were lit up one after another, and the palace maids filed in with their dinners in their hands.

A plate of fresh fried lotus root slices, a plate of refreshing cold bean sprouts, a plate of golden scrambled eggs, and freshly marinated hot and sour cabbage, all of which are light vegetarian dishes, plus a bowl of barley and millet porridge.

There are cakes and fruits of various flavors, which are served in jasper glass cups. The maid put them on the table one by one, and quietly retreated to the screen with her head down.

For some reason, the princess' temperament suddenly changed drastically, she was not as gentle and soft as before, and became difficult to please and deal with.

No, it took a whole day just to eat.

The kitchen tossed back and forth three or four times, and every time the food was delivered, they only glanced at it, and then ordered people to withdraw it without moving.

This time the court lady learned how to be good, she only put things on the table, and no longer persuaded her with words.

Zhao Xi slightly leaned against the head of the bed, sat quietly for a while, and said lightly: "Take everything away, I don't want to eat."

Suyu persuaded: "Princess Concubine, you should take a bite anyway." After hesitating for a while, she added, "These meals were specially ordered by His Highness to cook in the kitchen."

The original words of His Royal Highness were, if you don't like it, let the kitchen continue to redo until she is willing to eat.

Today is different from the past. In the past, not to mention that the princess could not eat for a day, even if she frowned, she would have to coax her for a long time...

Jin Xiu also comforted her softly, "Your body is your own, no matter how sad you are, you still have to eat."

"That's right!" Yin Bao chimed in angrily, "It's not just a man, it's not worth it to make myself sick because of him!"

Zhao Xi smiled, but did not speak.

In fact, she really didn't want to get angry with Li Xuanye, but she really didn't want to eat.

The dish of dragon tendons and phoenix brain was too fishy and greasy, which made her stomach feel the urge to vomit...

Zhao Xiwei leaned against the head of the bed to rest with half-closed eyes, and didn't raise his eyes again until he heard footsteps in the corridor.

"Crown Princess, His Royal Highness ordered his subordinates to come down and ask, is the food on this table still to your liking?"

Yang Yi stood at the door and asked through the bead curtain.

"Really?" The corners of Zhao Xiwei's lips curled up, and a smile emerged calmly.

Yang Yi looked at her words and saw that her expression was relaxed, so she hurriedly replied respectfully: "Yes, Crown Princess, Your Highness is discussing matters with the officials in the study. Knowing that you can't eat, you have been worried, so I asked my subordinates to ask, do you like this meal?" ?"

"That's it..." Zhao Xi pursed his lips slightly and smiled again, and suddenly said: "That's a coincidence, I just happen to have something to ask you to bring to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!"

Yang Yi lifted her spirits and said in a warm voice with a smile: "Princess Concubine, tell me that my subordinates will definitely bring it."

Zhao Xiwei hugged the soft pillow, played with the tassels hanging from the edge of the pillow with his fingers, and said lazily: "You can also ask His Royal Highness for me—the couple who have been married to me for half a year. Now that grace is broken, I don't even know what I want to eat?"

"..." Yang Yi was stunned.

Zhao Xiwei looked at him calmly.

This Yang Yi can really bear it, being tossed about by her like this, digging ditches and lighting fires, she still hasn't given up on her pick, and still faithfully obeys the prince's order, and guards outside the door with all her heart...

She was suddenly a little curious, what kind of means would be needed to drive this guard away?
Yang Yi was silent at the door for a while, then suddenly said in a low voice: "Actually...His Royal Highness is not in a good mood either."

The voice-over is obvious: Enough is enough, it won't benefit anyone if you continue to make trouble.

Suyu and Jinxiu's faces turned pale.

Zhao Xiwei laughed out loud.

Yang Yi: "..."

It would be very difficult for him to deal with such a soft-hearted master!
Her laughter was very brisk, but with a hint of coolness, like snowflakes falling on petals, giving people a feeling of coquettishness and alienation.

Through the bead curtain, Yang Yi saw her slender silhouette swaying amidst the laughter, like a branch of pink and white flowers trembling in the wind.

Feeling in a trance: such a beauty, even if she knows she is making trouble for no reason, people can't bear to criticize her...

He also secretly admired his master: he usually looks so pampered, but once it involves the previous court, he cut off his love and let it go...

He was still in a daze, but suddenly the beauty stopped smiling and asked: "Then, why is His Highness the Crown Prince in a bad mood?"

Yang Yi lowered her head, and replied respectfully: "If the Crown Princess doesn't know, then the subordinates will not know." After a slight pause, he continued, "But this subordinate guesses that His Highness is in a bad mood, maybe It's about you."

You haven't eaten all day, can His Royal Highness be happy?

"Oh?" She smiled again, "jingle" broken jade resounded, it was she who lifted the bead curtain, revealing half of her bright and clean face.

Yang Yi raised her eyes suddenly, her heart was shocked.

Seeing his expression, Zhao Xiwei twitched the corners of his lips, and suddenly asked, "Yang Yi, whose bodyguard are you?"

Yang Yi was taken aback, and hurriedly replied respectfully: "Your Majesty the Crown Prince ordered me to protect the Crown Princess. If the Crown Princess has any important matters, just ask the subordinates to do it."

"That's not dare." She replied, smiled again, her tone was light: "Commander Yang is really touching, leaving your master who is in a bad mood not to serve you, but you still want to stay with me, Concerned about whether I have eaten..."

After a pause, he suddenly glanced at him with a smile, and asked slowly, "Could it be that you want to work by my side? It's not impossible—"

Sighing softly: "I'm short of a little servant who can learn martial arts, why don't I ask someone to report to the servant supervisor?"

"Crown Princess!" Yang Yi straightened her body suddenly, "This subordinate suddenly remembered that there was still some firewood in the kitchen, so this subordinate left first!"

Just finished speaking, without waiting for her answer, he moved his toes, turned around and stepped out of the threshold, and rushed out as if fleeing for his life.

Zhao Xi looked at his back slightly, feeling extremely bored.

She still wanted to come up with a big move, but she didn't expect this person to be so calm.

Shaking her head, she turned around and told the maids on the left and right: "Remove the food!"

As he walked towards the inner room, he untied his belt casually, and the light dress immediately fell off.

The maids raised their eyes in a daze, and their gazes slid down the Qingluo soft shirt, and they saw that she had taken off her shoes and socks at some point, and her pair of white jade feet were stepping on the spring green carpet, like a fairy under the moon. Qingbo, along the way, lotuses grow every step of the way.

The shyness and fragility of the girl faded away, adding a bit of coldness, a bit of ruthlessness, half charming and half true.

(End of this chapter)