The bad prince spoils the runaway wife: you have to be good lady

The fake prince is an outsider, and he is probably the enemy, so before He Lianye said anything, Yuyu stood up and helped He Lianye put away the silver needle and the small banner on his body.

He Lianye smiled contentedly, "Can't bear to let me embarrass myself in front of the outside?"

Yuyu disapproved very much, "My lord, you are being modest again, you have no one to lose..." Because he is a pervert, not a human being!

It's a pity that before Yuyu finished speaking, He Lianye took her words calmly, "I really don't have anyone to lose, because my people belong to a certain little girl."

As she spoke, she sighed helplessly but dotingly, "Who made me like her." [

"..." Yuyu grinds his teeth several times before resisting the urge to insert the small banner back on his head again.

The innkeeper should be thankful that He Yan took him away when he left, otherwise he must have felt even more hopeless after hearing this conversation.

Two minutes later, He Yan efficiently brought the fake prince back.

In fact, this person has never escaped their sight, it's just that He Lianye was busy before and didn't want to talk to him for the time being.

He was busy making dinner for Yuyu...well, "busy".

Those who are particularly good at martial arts have an advantage in learning to cook because they are good at knife skills.

When the fake prince was brought back, he saw a tall man standing leisurely in the kitchen, holding a piece of lettuce in his left hand, as if he was cutting vegetables, but he didn't use a cutting board, and his right hand seemed to be shaking slightly Shaking his wrist, the shadow of the knife flickered, and the freshly cut vegetable shreds jumped to the side of the plate in an orderly manner as if being directed by someone.

This skill is good, but it's not amazing, because it's just cutting a vegetable, no matter how you say it, you don't need any martial arts that can open up the world...

What really terrified the fake prince was the smile on the lips of the man in front of him.

This person was wearing a cloak and hat, so he couldn't see his face clearly. He could only see his perfectly lined chin and the curved and raised crimson lips. He seemed to be smiling happily.

This picture is very beautiful, but coupled with the movement of "cutting vegetables" with the shadow of a knife in his hand, it makes people feel shuddering inexplicably, as if...

The fake prince's legs softened, and he knelt down with a thud, his voice was terrified, "Jing, Prince Jing..."

Yuyu deeply caressed his forehead, it seems that the prince's reputation for being a pervert is really well-known all over the world, and he can be recognized by everyone just by the action of chopping vegetables.

However, He Lianye continued to chop vegetables in a "modest" and "low-key" manner, without raising his eyes, and asked him in a calm voice, "There is no more meat, what do you think?"

In an instant, all kinds of rumors related to Helian Ye flooded into my mind, and the fake prince's face turned pale, shaking like a sieve, "My lord, please think twice, the little one spends a lot of time drinking and drinking every day, and decays before he gets old, and the little one... the meat quality is very poor, there is no... I can't eat it!"

"..." Yuyu opened the window to get some air, wanting to rely on the beautiful scenery outside the window to save herself.

He Yan didn't have the energy to rub against the window at all, and squatted down directly, holding his head in grief and indignation.

He especially wanted to know how many normal people there were in this world.

Why is it that there seems to be no one left by his side...[

He Lianye finally finished cutting up the lettuce, glanced lightly at the kneeling impostor who said his meat quality was poor, and told He Yan in a cheerful voice, "Find someone to watch him, run ten laps a day, wait until the quality of the meat improves. kill~"