Tyrant, he wants to spoil me

Chapter 708 Gently pinch her ruddy mouth

But if you cook the porridge again, it will be too late.

Jing Zhe was about to cry, "Miss, I really didn't mean it! I, I'm so scared!"

Su Jiu supported his forehead.

After a moment of silence, she had no choice but to comfort him, "It's okay, it's not that you can't eat it."

Jingzhe left weeping.

Su Jiu put the crab roe porridge into a delicate white porcelain cup, just as the maidservant came from the front yard, "Is the crab roe porridge ready? Your Highness is waiting to use it."

"It's boiled, it's finished..." Su Jiu put the white porcelain cup into the red sandalwood food box awkwardly, "Please send it to my sister."

The maid was not stupid either.

She frowned and lifted the porcelain cover, "Why is the paste smell so strong?!"

"..." Su Jiu was speechless.

The servant girl waved her hand, "I don't dare to send this stuff to the master, I will be scolded! Miss Su, since you cooked it, then you should send it yourself."

Su Jiu was tangled.

After hesitating for a long time, she rolled up the food box and walked towards the front yard with difficulty.

After the expansion of the Prince's Mansion, the area of ​​the mansion is twice as large as before.

The carved corridor was wide and empty, Su Jiu couldn't help but stop as he walked.

She lifted the lid of the food box, took out a packet of powder from her bosom, and mixed it into the crab roe porridge.

She has been working in the kitchen for the past two days. There is a green plant behind the kitchen, including crotons.

She is a practitioner of incense, and has the habit of accumulating all kinds of fragrant herbs and green plants, so she took croton and ground it into powder. She didn't plan to use it for other purposes, but she suddenly felt that croton powder really matched Xiao Tingchen.

Asking him to have diarrhea is a small revenge.

Su Jiu lowered his head and continued to walk towards the study without making a fuss.

She walked to the door of the study and heard voices coming from inside:
"...Do you really want to be the prince? Xiao Tingchen, don't forget that the third prince is kind to you!"

Su Jiu pricked up his ears and recognized that it was Jimo Lian's voice.

All the shops under Xiao Tingchen's name, including Liangzhouci, are managed by Jimo Lian.

She thought that Jimo Lian was Xiao Tingchen's confidant, but what he said just now was very abrupt, why did it sound like Xiao Tingchen and Jimo Lian used to be members of the Third Prince?
She vaguely remembered that in Jinling City, she followed Xiao Tingchen to Xu's house for a banquet, and overheard his conversation with Jimo Lian. He seemed to be serving the prince of the court at that time.

The prince hoped that Xiao Tingchen could pass the imperial examination to become an official, but Xiao Tingchen wanted to follow both official and business paths, so Jim Molian tried to persuade him.

It turned out that the prince was the Third Highness...

But this Third Highness lived in seclusion, and Su Jiu had stayed in Chang'an City for two years, so he had no impression of him.

Xiao Tingchen's indifferent voice came out:

"Yuan Zhao's health has been deteriorating in the past two years, and he didn't even participate in the early court. He has no influence among the courtiers. Such a sick person cannot inherit the throne. Besides, I thought you, Mo Lian, already understood the ambition of the palace."

There was a long silence in the study.

Before Su Jiu could hear Jimo Lian's attitude, the fan was pulled away, and the elegant businessman appeared in front of her angrily.

It was Jimo Lian.

Su Jiu lowered his eyebrows and closed his eyes, and immediately stepped aside.

Jimo Lian was probably annoyed by Xiao Tingchen, and left without saying a word.

"Get in."

Xiao Tingchen's voice came from the room.

Su Jiu lowered his head and stepped into the threshold, and put the food box on the desk.

From the corner of the eye, I saw Xiao Tingchen wearing the bright yellow prince's uniform.

The cuffs and neckline are wrapped with dark golden satin edges, and the chest is embroidered with intricate and delicate four-clawed golden dragon patterns. The whole person seems to be smudged with a layer of divine light, which is extraordinarily dignified and handsome.

No wonder everyone wants to be a prince...

She was thinking wildly, and heard the man say:

"Don't know how to set the table and chopsticks?"

Su Jiu slowly opened the food box, brought out the white porcelain cup, and carefully filled a bowl of crab roe porridge for him.

Xiao Tingchen leaned on the teacher's chair, Xuan Yue's eyebrows were raised high, "It's muddled."

"Yeah, I can eat it too..."

Su Jiu said softly.

Xiao Tingchen stirred the porridge bowl with a spoon, and looked at Su Jiu.

The little girl was dressed as a maidservant, with a flowered apron tied around her waist, and her little hands were gently holding the skirt cloth.

As if looking forward to something, he glanced at the bowl of porridge from time to time.

Xiao Tingchen narrowed his eyes.

I always feel that there is something in the porridge.

He smiled slightly, pushed the porridge bowl to Su Jiu's hand, "Here you are."

Su Jiu: "..."

She tugged on her apron, picked up the bowls and spoons, "Your Highness doesn't like it, so I'll just make a new bowl."

But Xiao Tingchen held down his wrist.

The man had peach blossom eyes, and his smile was like spring water in March, "This hall said, I give it to you."

Su Jiu gritted his teeth.

She quickly withdrew her hand and mustered up the courage to stare at him.

The emotion in Lu's eyes was inexplicable, she tried her best to ignore the bowl of porridge, and changed the subject, "I came to you not just to deliver porridge. I also want to ask you, where is my banknote?"

Xiao Tingchen opened the memorial.

There are a foot-high pile of memorials on the desk, all thrown by the old emperor for him to deal with.

He said indifferently: "What bank note?"

Su Jiu was confident and confident, "When this place was still Prince Yong's Mansion, I hid a rosewood box next to my bed, and there were 6 taels of silver bills in the box..."

Xiao Tingchen's expression was indifferent, and he moved his pen like flying, "I don't remember what kind of box you have."

Su Jiu was in a hurry, "Why don't you remember?! It's on the bedside, and it's full of private money I've saved in the past two years! My uncle has come to Chang'an, and he doesn't have enough money, so I have to help him buy a house... ..."

She hated Xiao Tingchen to the core.

But he had to compromise in front of him.

The corners of Xiao Tingchen's lips curled up imperceptibly.

He closed the memorial, and his peach blossom eyes were full of innocence, "This hall really doesn't remember that you have a box to hide money. Su Jiu, it's not like you are defrauding this hall of money."

"Who is going to cheat you of money?!" Su Jiu was so angry that his eyes turned red, "Xiao Tingchen, I have fallen to this point, what else do you want?! Those banknotes belong to me, you stole the girl's private money, Do you want to be ashamed?!"

She lost control of her emotions and just yelled out so carelessly.

After shouting, he realized that he had lost his speed.

She shouldn't provoke Xiao Tingchen...

She subconsciously took a few steps back.

Xiao Tingchen threw away the cinnabar pen and stood up indifferently.

He pushed the girl against the heavy bookshelf.

With his big palm resting on top of Su Jiu's head, he lowered his head and looked at her with playful eyes, "What's a face?"

Su Jiu bit his lower lip tightly, his limbs were full of fear, and he couldn't stop trembling slightly.

Xiao Tingchen pinched her smooth cheeks, "The cheeky thing has long been thrown away by the hall."

He was tall and tall, and surrounded Su Jiu between the bookshelf and his chest, giving Su Jiu a strong sense of oppression.

Every breath is the light fragrance of the man.

During the month in the dark prison, the light fragrance enveloped her day and night, like a sharp knife that could fall at any time, making her terrified and unable to sleep peacefully every night.

Xiao Tingchen lowered his eyes and saw that the little girl was shaking even more, like a sieve.

He raised his thin lips, and gently pinched her rosy little mouth, "If you want a bank note, you can. I am willing to accompany the hall for a spring night, and the hall will give you 10 taels."

(End of this chapter)