Don't panic, the prince, the patriarch of fortune, she has space

Chapter 392, Tsundere
"You are so good, you take back that burden in the back?"

"What's... so difficult?" Following Feng Qingluo's gaze, the two baskets of corn on the field looked more than the ones on Yan Yi's shoulders.

Qin Zhi wasn't frightened by the two baskets full of corn, he was angry that the woman in front of him cheated on his husband!
Feng Qingluo raised her eyebrows, and wanted to stab him: "King Nan'an, don't talk big, you only count when you pick at home."

Now Qin Zhi can't do without picking.

The most exasperating thing is that today he was wearing a fine attire, which was in the way of his hands and feet, and he almost fell down before he took up the burden.

Looking up, his little lady was holding back a smile, and she looked like she was really struggling.

"Humph!"

With a dark face, Qin Zhi tucked the hem of his clothes into his belt, picked up the pole and left, really like carrying a log.

It's so funny that Feng Qingluo followed behind!
It was just two baskets of corn, which was nothing to Qin Zhi, but he had no memory of the past year, so he was not used to the field path, and almost fell several times.

After finally getting home, she threw it on the ground as if throwing something, causing Feng Qingluo to stare at him again.

"This basket costs money to buy."

Qin Zhi said arrogantly: "It's just two baskets, can I afford it?"

Wen Yanfeng Qingluo was not happy, "Is this a problem of two baskets? This is a problem of your attitude! If you are not the king of Nan'an, but just a small commoner living in this mountain, can you still be so willful? A pair of baskets cost ten cents, and those who make them will spend a long time, and those who buy them may not be able to save this money for half a year!"

Qin Zhi saw the girl in front of him opening and closing her mouth, which made his brain hurt.

"Are you cornering the corner and saying that this king's management ability is not good enough, so that the people under his rule are living in hardship, and the people are in dire straits?"

Feng Qingluo was stunned for a moment, her original intention was to make Qin Zhi thrifty!

Isn't his brain power too good?
"Hmph, I'm not that old, I can chatter better than a stinky Taoist priest!"

Feng Qingluo looked at the strange boy in front of her, and suddenly felt wronged, she had the same face, but everything was different!

In the past, Qin Zhi would not flirt with her at all.

Not only won't he, but when he sees her a little bit unhappy, he will coax her anxiously and do everything possible to make her happy.

Now this difference...she doesn't know where to start if she wants to accept it again!

Feng Qingluo looked at Qin Zhi in a daze for a while, then turned and left without saying a word.

Qin Zhi looked at her slender back and was dumbfounded.

It took me a long time to hold back a sentence, "This stinky woman actually gave me another face!"

Han Yan, who had been washing his hands for a long time, walked over bravely, "Master, don't forget our purpose?"

"What purpose? Aren't we here for a birthday party?"

Han Yan: "...the birthday banquet is going to be eaten, and the big plan must not be forgotten."

Qin Zhi snorted, "Then what should we do now? No, why is the little patriarch of the Feng clan so angry? If this king really wants to marry such a woman, he must make her show his face every day?"

Han Yan thought for a while, "Then the prince will bear with it before the big plan is accomplished?"

Qin Zhi yelled angrily, "You let me deceive people's feelings and become a heartless person!"

"Master, please keep your voice down!" Han Yan was about to cry. He had understood how narrow-minded the patriarch Feng Xiao was. If she knew that he was here to instigate the prince to be a villain, then he would not have to mess around in the future.

Qin Zhi puffed out his cheeks and glared at him, "Anyway, your wise and powerful master, I can't be called a heartless person!"

"Yes yes yes! Master, how could you be a heartless person!" Han Yan, who was always so cold, collapsed at this moment.

(End of this chapter)