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

This village is very small, probably very few outsiders pass by, and there have never been any thieves, so there is nothing to guard against, and the courtyard walls of each house are very low.

It was too hot, and the dining table next door was moved to the yard to eat, but He Lianye stood by the window and looked at it for a few moments, frowning slightly, "Eight dishes for six people."

Take a closer look, "Six meat and two vegetables, no alcohol."

He Yan's tears are about to fall, why... the master has also started to pay attention to the meat eating next door!

Yuyu looked at He Yan reassuringly, "Don't cry, don't cry, it's okay for a little girl like you who grew up with a rich family to see nothing wrong."[

"..." He Yan went to the corner to play.

Both the younger brother and the man in white seldom went down the mountain, so Yuyu was the only one present who understood what He Lianye was saying.

Ancient times were different from modern times. Most ordinary people worked at sunrise and rested at sunset. It was rare to see people eating supper like the one next door. What's more, they wore coarse cloth clothes with patches, but they ate without ambiguity.

If there is a special happy event to celebrate, it should also drink some wine.

He Lianye is not the kind of absurd royal who "why not eat minced meat", so he can tell at a glance that there is a problem next door.

Only then did He Yan realize his negligence, and immediately asked, "Master, are you arresting me?"

"Catch it." He Lianye calmly patted the little pig in his arms, "This little guy is running out of food."

This powerful reason... He Yan burst into tears.

What He Lianye was talking about was the red fruit that grew in Qi Xingguo's stone chamber.

They picked a lot of them before and brought them back. The fruit was miraculous. In such a hot day, there was no sign of spoilage at all, and it was always as fresh as it was just picked.

They originally wanted to go to Qi Xingguo to pick them after the piglets were finished eating, but now that they were dragged down by Cheng Siyan's incident, that kind of fruit was about to disappear, so...they needed someone to feed the pigs again.

A few fake villagers from next door came to their door, just in line with Helian Ye's wishes.

He Yan raised his sword and wanted to go out, but Yuyu cautiously stopped him, "Let's go there later."

"Why?" With the lesson just now, He Yan did not dare to jump to conclusions, and immediately asked Yuyu what the meaning of this move was.

"We can't continue to eat the leftovers they eat," Yuyu said seriously, "If we arrest people now, don't we have to throw away the leftovers?" It's shameful to waste food!

He Yan: (┬＿┬)

It's just that everyone didn't expect that after waiting for a few minutes, another person came out of the kitchen next door, carrying a plate, chatted with the people who were eating at the table, and then walked straight towards their house.

"Today I just killed a pig and cooked a few dishes. I see that you are still awake, so I will bring you a plate for you to try." As soon as the door opened, the visitor smiled very honestly, explaining like this.

The folk customs here are simple and honest, and the folks are very hospitable. This rhetoric sounds very credible. [

He Lianye bowed to him politely, and then reminded with a smile, "Young Master Rong, don't you always want to eat meat?"

The man in white actually has a habit, he never eats food handed to him by anyone other than his junior brother.It's just that when he's hungry, he looks for his younger brother...so no one found out about it.

But now, when He Lianye nodded and called him, his eyes wandered between the plate and the person in front of him, and he silently took the plate of braised pork.

Almost as soon as his hand touched the plate, as if someone had pressed a switch, the skin of his fingertips immediately turned translucent pink, with a blood-red thin line starting from his fingertips, all the way Spread up the arms.