The regent's spoiled princess wakes up

Chapter 88 Eat Fish
Zhao Shuang was a little anxious.

Nanny Chang told her to keep a low profile, and also said that if she dared to plot something wrong, she would spread the fact that she was a counterfeit.

When the prince comes here at this time, the old lady will definitely put the blame on herself and say that she has "fished". What should I do?
"Quick! Take the table away!" Zhao Shuang ate a few mouthfuls casually, wiped his mouth, and ordered to Xiangxia.

Xiang Xia brought a few maidservants in to clear the table, and Lian Wu got up to leave.

"See you, my lord." A series of saluting sounds came in.The servants who were having dinner on the veranda were a little surprised when they saw the regent's sedan chair.

This Lianxiang Pavilion is located in the worst corner of the back house, and the regent's sedan chair has not been seen for a long time.

Yang Xuan only glanced at those servants and maids who hurriedly saluted, then walked into the room, and bumped into Lian Wu who was about to retreat.

"Wang... lord." Lian Wu wiped the oil from his mouth, bowed his knees and saluted, and then explained timidly, "It's the concubine who... keeps the concubine for dinner."

"Go down." Yang Xuan waved his hand, then winked at Xiangxia, and dismissed the servants in the room.

Lian Wu saw that his expression was not good, so he quickly backed away, walked to the veranda, and said to the boys who had just planted flowers, "Hurry up and go? Waiting to be scolded?"

A few servants hurriedly threw the bowls and chopsticks into the wooden barrel, handed them to the little maid to wash them, and fled out of the yard as if fleeing.

"Your place is quite lively, you plant flowers and treat guests." Yang Xuan looked around and saw the simple furnishings in the room, so he sat on the soft couch in front of the window and stared at the woman in yellow.

"My lord, why are you here?" Zhao Shuang stood aside, thinking about what happened in the Fanshuang Palace just now, "Mother Chang..."

"What are you afraid of her doing?" The man gave her a look of resentment, "You will move if she tells you to move?"

"Then... I can't just stay away. In case she yells everywhere, the maids and servants in the Fanshuang Palace will know that I am an evil spirit..." The woman in yellow hung her head aggrievedly, twisting the handkerchief in her hand .

"Who dares to say that you are evil, I will kill her!" Yang Xuan got up, grabbed her and hugged her on his lap.

Zhao Shuang looked up and saw the little angry flames in his eyes, and finally understood why the Empress Dowager Liu didn't directly order her to move out.

It doesn't matter whether you are the real Princess Zhaohua, what matters is whether the regent likes the real princess or the fake princess.No matter how real that Qingyuan was, if the regent didn't like it, it would be of no use to the Great Zhou royal family.

No matter how fake this Zhao Shuang is, as long as the regent likes it, everyone will still be a family on the surface, and the regent will not rebel.

Empress Dowager Liu is extremely shrewd, how could she not understand this truth?She probably just wanted that Qingyuan to test it out, see who the regent really likes, and then decide what to do.

"Wang... my lord," the woman reached out and touched his chin. She wanted to ask something, but suddenly changed her mind and changed the subject, "Has your lord ever had dinner?"

"I haven't eaten yet." Yang Xuan grabbed her little hand and hooked the corner of her mouth, then called out again, "By the wind, bring the food!"

Ping Feng had just gone to the small kitchen to warm up the dishes, and when he heard the call, he hurriedly led the two little maids in to prepare the meals.

"My lord, I've already eaten it." Zhao Shuang looked at the table full of delicious white scale fish, feeling her taste buds awakened again.

"Oh? Then I ate it alone?" The man grabbed her face and suddenly smiled, "Eat some more with me!"

Zhao Shuang couldn't bear it anymore, got up happily, sat cross-legged on the soft couch opposite, prepared the dishes and planned to have another meal.

"Come here!" Yang Xuan raised an eyebrow at her, then pointed to his side, moving an empty seat for her.

"My lord, you have to concentrate on eating fish, otherwise your throat will get stuck, and you won't be able to eat properly when you two squeeze together!" The girl just finished speaking, seeing his dissatisfaction, she quickly moved a small stool to sit beside him, Smiling obediently at him, "This concubine sits here and serves the prince to eat fish."

Seeing her like this, the man didn't continue to force her, he rubbed her hair with a smile, and then began to eat.

Zhao Shuang said that she was serving the prince to eat fish, but in the end she just buried her head in enjoying the food, and occasionally asked Yang Xuan to pick out the fish bones for her.

About half an hour later, Zhao Shuang patted her belly contentedly.

"Are you full?" Yang Xuan had already finished eating and was waiting for her.

"Yeah!" She nodded with a smile, and called Xiangxia and Xiangdong to come in and clean up the table.

Zhao Shuang first went to the clean room to clean her hands and face, then came out in a loose pink nightgown, and sat in front of the dressing table to comb her hair.

Because Yang Xuan didn't bring her regular clothes or nightgown, she came out wearing snow-white underwear after washing her hands and face, and sat on the soft bed in front of the window, with her back leaning on the big welcoming pillow, and beckoned to her, "Come here!"

Hearing this, the girl who was combing her hair quickly and obediently moved a small stool to sit beside him, blinking her eyes and looking up at him like a puppy.

"I'm talking about this!" Yang Xuan pointed to his leg.

If she doesn't eat fish now, let's see what excuse she has.

The woman blushed, stroked her long hair, lowered her head shyly and said, "No... no, I... promised Nanny Chang... no... not to be a demon."

"What do you care about her?" Yang Xuan pulled her into her arms and whispered in her ear, "Who does this king like...she doesn't care."

"My lord," Zhao Shuang put a small bracelet around his waist and buried his head in his body, feeling like a disaster, "Who is that tall man you met in the southern border?"

"I don't know either, I just know that he is a white-haired and childlike alchemist with kind eyebrows and kind eyes." Yang Xuan rubbed her long hair, thinking wildly, "He refused to declare his family name, only said that he was a wandering fairy. He said that Qingyuan was his My apprentice, let me take good care of her, seeing that I refused, and said... If Qingyuan dies, I will regret it too much, anyway, I said a lot of things that people can't understand..."

"Say a lot of things that people can't understand?" Zhao Shuang rolled his eyes, why is he acting like a master?

But he said that Qing Yuan was his apprentice, so could it be that this old man was wandering around and even accepted a junior sister for himself?

Is this expert the master?
"It seems to be something like yin and yang and five elements." Yang Xuan put his hand into her robe, but said with a serious face, "I didn't understand it, but I saw that he had some skills and didn't seem like a liar, so I just I brought that Qingyuan back. You can tell me about Daoism later, maybe I can remember something."

"Who are those people who want to kill Qingyuan?" Zhao Shuang was so heated by him that he blushed, turned around and fell on the small table, and said in a low voice, "My lord, stop!"

"They are experts from the northern border, and I don't know who they are..." The man had already moved his mind, but he was unwilling to stop. Hearing her voice, he felt a warm current rising in his belly, "Shuang'er, I seem to be... ...I fell into your evil spirit..."

He didn't know what happened, but at this moment he felt that even if the woman in front of him was really evil, he couldn't stop.

The two spent the night on the narrow couch in the Lianxiang Pavilion.

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(End of this chapter)