Married to His Royal Highness the Remnant King

Chapter 401 Self-defeating
"I'll be fine if I take a rest!"

But no matter how Qiaohui explained, Beichenqi just thought she was being polite.

Every master in the palace has a group of palace maids and eunuchs serving him.

Besides, Liuli's belly is getting bigger and bigger, and the baby will be born soon.

No matter how capable Qiaohui is, can she have three heads and six arms?
Instead of being in a rush when the time comes, it would be better to select a few smart and capable palace maids and nannies in advance to help them adapt in advance.

"Oops! Oops!"

Qiaohui understood Liuli's thoughts. She always liked quietness and did not like being disturbed by outsiders, even if it meant some hardship for her.

Moreover, in this deep palace, everyone has his or her own little calculations in mind.

Who knows who is coming and what he is thinking.

"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince saw that I looked unhappy. I casually said that I was a little tired, and he said that he would select a few people to serve me. What should I do?"

Not to mention that Liuli didn't like it, even she herself was not used to it.

"It's just a small matter, why are you panicking? I thought the sky was falling!"

Liuli smiled indifferently.

Sometimes, liking it or not is one thing, but reality must be faced eventually.

"You can still laugh! When someone comes, one secretly adds something to your tea, and the other pushes you when I'm not paying attention, what will you do then?"

Qiaohui was as anxious as an ant on a hot pan, and she took all the responsibility on herself.

If I had known earlier, she wouldn't have said she was tired.

"According to what you said, we shouldn't let them come!"

"Of course! Otherwise, you can talk to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. His Royal Highness cares about you so much, he will definitely listen to you. How about that?"

After much thought, Qiaohui could only come up with this way of remedying the situation.

"Isn't this a bad idea? Who am I? Can I interfere with the Crown Prince's orders?"

Liuli's interest was not great. Although Beichen Qi had been performing well recently, she had not completely forgiven him.

"Your Highness will naturally listen to you! How do you know it won't work if you don't try? Even if it's not for me, not for yourself, but for the baby in your belly, you should still give it a try!"

Qiao Hui, who was as timid as a quail in front of the Crown Prince, now acted like the host in front of Liuli.

"It's settled! When the Crown Prince comes, you know what to say, right?"

Qiaohui clasped her hands together and looked at Liuli pleadingly, almost kneeling down and kowtowing.

Liuli sighed and nodded helplessly.

Liuli knows that even if you can avoid the first day, you can't avoid the fifteenth.

But she didn't expect that she would have to face Beichen Qi so soon. Jiang Liuli suddenly felt a little nervous.

When Beichen Qi came to deliver the food, Qiaohui did not take the food from him.

"Your Highness, please send it in yourself!"

"what?"

Beichen Qi simply couldn't believe his ears.

"What did you say?"

Every minute and every second he stood in the yard, he imagined Liuli calling her in, but when this moment really came, he still found it unbelievable.

"The master has something to tell you!"

"Good, good, good!"

Beichen Qi was so excited that he didn't know what to say. He was even more nervous than when he was meeting the emperor.

So much so that when he entered the door, he tripped over the threshold.

"The food is just ready, eat it while it's hot!"

Under Jiang Liuli's gaze, Beichen Qi was so shy that he didn't dare to look up. He hurriedly placed the food neatly on the table.

"Is the wound on your hand better?" "It's just a skin injury, it's okay!"

Upon hearing Liuli's caring words, Beichen Qi's hands trembled subconsciously and he almost dropped the plate in his hand.

"Injured from sword training?"

Jiang Liuli kept talking about something that was not relevant. Sure enough, the next second, she saw Beichen Qi's face turn red.

"what!"

Beichen Qi responded vaguely, but secretly cursed Qiaohui in his heart for telling Liuli everything.

"That's not a minor injury! I have a secret golden wound medicine here!"

As Liuli spoke, she took out the bottle of medicine she had prepared long ago.

"No, no! It's just a minor injury. The imperial physician has already checked it out!"

Qiaohui can be fooled easily, but Liuli is a shrewd person. If she were to see the wound, wouldn’t she be exposed?

"Doctor's medicine, can I have my medicine?"

Seeing Liuli was so persistent, how could Beichen Qi, who had finally entered the house, dare to make her angry again?

Beichen Qi walked up to Liuli while complimenting her on her miraculous cure.

"Is this a sword wound?"

Beichen Qi stretched out his hand to take the medicine from Liuli, but Liuli retracted his hand, put away the medicine bottle, and stared at the wound on Beichen Qi's hand.

"It was an accident."

It is obviously unwise to lie in front of Liuli.

Beichen Qi originally wanted to gloss over it vaguely, but Liuli had no intention of letting it go easily.

"How did it hurt?"

Under Jiang Liuli's relentless pursuit, Beichen Qi made up his mind, closed his eyes, and simply confessed.

Jiang Liuli had seen herself in a more miserable state before!

"I got hurt while cooking!"

"Qiaohui is right. Every profession has its own specialty! How can a prince spend all his time in the kitchen? From now on, let Qiaohui take care of the cooking!"

Looking at Beichen Qi's scarred hands, Jiang Liuli felt a warm current flowing through her heart, and all the previous unpleasantness seemed to be unimportant.

"Is it not to your taste?"

Beichen Qi panicked when he was suddenly deprived of the right to cook.

He has been learning very hard, and the royal chefs all praise him for his talent, saying that the meals he cooks are getting better and better.

In private, he also secretly tasted it himself.

Although it is not amazing, it is not so bad that it is hard to swallow.

"Is it too salty? Or too sweet? Or do you like to eat something else? Just tell me! I can make it until you are satisfied!"

Beichen Qi looked so anxious, how could he look like the Crown Prince at all?

"Well done! But your hand—"

"They are just superficial injuries, they have healed already! Besides, my sword skills have improved by leaps and bounds, I will never get into this state again."

Seeing Beichen Qi was so stubborn, Liuli had no choice but to follow him.

"Cough cough!"

Qiaohui, who had been lying on the door crack and listening for a long time, was extremely anxious. She tried every means to invite His Royal Highness the Crown Prince into the room, but she had something important to tell her!
But after waiting for such a long time, Liuli seemed to have forgotten the important thing.

"I have Qiaohui taking care of me here, everything is fine! I don't need anyone else for the time being!"

After being reminded, Liuli spoke immediately, otherwise, Qiaohui might not be able to help but rush in.

"I understand your worries! Don't worry, I will definitely pick someone I can trust, and there will be absolutely no mistakes! Otherwise, how can Qiaohui handle it all by herself?"

"Isn't this also you?"