The black-bellied prince: the little princess of the chef

Chapter 990 I don't know, let me ask

Mrs. Yi watched his every move with cold eyes, and when the two servant girls disappeared from sight, she said coldly, "Oh, you still think about eating at this point, can you really eat it?"

Up to now, I haven't thought about what happened to my mother today. She always talks with a gun and a stick. I always feel that she wants to shoot me to death every minute. Fortunately, I am the only son of Yifu, the only one.
"Come on, chat with your own son, what happened to our most beautiful Mrs. Yi today?" After thinking for a while, Yi Jian continued: "Let me guess who provoked you, if I guess If you don't, I'll go and cut him, how dare you mess with my beautiful mother, I'm so impatient." Annoyed.

Before she finished speaking, she was interrupted mercilessly by her own mother, she reached out and snatched the teacup in his hand, and said in a cold tone: "Looking at the whole Yifu, who would make me angry except you, every day the most It's you who is out of tune, but you cut yourself off and let me see!" While speaking, she did not forget to poke Yi Jian's forehead.

Of course, she didn't try hard. In the end, it was because of her reluctance. How could she be cruel to her only son? She was just pretending!
Yi Jian held her hand and said with a flattering smile: "Your son is so handsome, how could he possibly make you angry. Qi Su told you last time that wrinkles are easy to form when angry, I don't want your face Wrinkled!" Taking advantage of her inattention, Yi Jian reached out to pick up the teacup on the table, took a sip of water, and relieved the dryness in her throat.

After glaring at him angrily, Mrs. Yi said: "If you can do things according to my heart, I wouldn't be angry. The wrinkles on my face were all caused by your anger, so you have the nerve to say it. If you Dad rushes to find a young girl tomorrow, your mother's days are over!"

Before he could reply, he heard a mellow male voice from outside, saying: "You can educate the brat, but don't get involved with me. I don't have that idea. You are enough!" The speaker was Yi Jian's father, Yi Zhengxiao.

The corner of Yi Jian's mouth twitched, although he was used to the feelings of his parents, but every time this happened, he felt a little embarrassed.In fact, he has always wanted to ask his father, whether he is his own, why does he feel that he is not as good as picking it up!
When he walked into the room, Mrs. Yi stood up and helped him shake off the cold air on his body, and then she heard Yi Zhengxiao's voice said: "What did you do to make your mother unhappy again, believe it or not, I will cut you ?” Look, this is his own father, who will cut him off every now and then.He has been able to live well so far, it is entirely because of his hard life!

"I don't know, I'll ask the same question." Yi Jian murmured.

Didn't hear what he said clearly, just as Yi Zhengxiao wanted to yell at him, Mrs. Yi gave him a wink and shouted at Yi Jian: "I don't remind you, you really don't know where you are wrong!" To be honest, he really didn't know where he was wrong.

Seeing the two of them seated, Yi Jian just wanted to lift up his outer robe and sit down, when his father took a sip of hot tea and said quietly, "You stand first."

Well, he stands!
"The kid from the Qi family is about to be born, why haven't you made any progress? That girl from the Yang family looks pretty good to me, when will you marry her back?" Mrs. Yi swallowed, and then scolded: "Your father and I want to hug our grandson early, but you are not in a hurry. You want to piss us off on purpose, don't you?"

After talking about it and returning to this issue, Yi Jian plucked her ears speechlessly, since she knew about Yang Sipei's existence, she kept urging her to marry, not only urging her to marry her, but also urging her to marry her.

"I will always marry, but now is not the time." In the turbulent situation, how to marry a wife, how to give her a stable life?

When Yi Zhengxiao heard this, her eyelids raised slightly, and before her wife could speak, she said in a deep voice to Yi Jian: "Children of the Yi family are not allowed to play with other people's feelings, I hope you can have a sense of proportion, don't let I am disappointed!"

"Don't worry, I'm sensible." Yi Jian stuck out her tongue at her mother, refilled her a cup of tea, and said flatteringly: "I will always marry your daughter-in-law back, and the daughter-in-law's tea is definitely indispensable. Yes!" It was just a matter of time.

"It's best so, don't lie to me!" Mrs. Yi took the teacup, glared at him, and spoke with some dissatisfaction.

Not long after Yi Jian sat down, the stool was not even warmed up, so she heard her father say, "Come to the study with me, I have something to tell you." The feeling of a tiger's den, you must know that his father is not as easy to talk to as his mother, so foolish!
When they were leaving the house, the two servant girls came just now with food boxes, and after saluting to them both, they asked: "My lord, the food is ready, look."

"Give it to me, I'll go to the study to eat." Reaching out to pick up the food box, he could already smell the aroma of rice inside.

Sitting in the study, Yi Jian ate on her own, she didn't remember the reason why she was here, and she didn't remember that she still had something to talk to Yi Zhengxiao, she just focused on the food and didn't hear it Something out of the window.

After Yi Jian put down his chopsticks, Yi Zhengxiao put down the book in his hand and asked, "Did the Seventh Prince tell you when he will return to Beijing?"

"No, it will probably take some time." Yi Jian paused and asked, "Did something happen in the court? Why did you suddenly ask about it?"

Yi Zhengxiao shook his head and sighed, "These four princes write letters too frequently, and I always feel that something is wrong. If the seventh prince doesn't come back, I'm afraid the sky will change." Even if Feng Jingyu is the emperor's last son of love.

Yi Jian understood the meaning of his words, but now that Feng Jingyu couldn't get away, it might be difficult to return to Beijing.

Suddenly remembering what Ye Qing said to herself today, Yi Jian said a little excitedly: "Qingqing met the prince today, and found that there is something wrong with the prince. He seems to be unable to control his temper, and almost hurt Qingqing today, but wait for him When I woke up, I regretted what I had done."

"Can't control myself? The prince has always been tolerant, he doesn't seem like someone who can't control his temper, could it be that Ye Qing misunderstood it?" Yi Zhengxiao didn't believe it.

"I confirmed with her again and again, it should be right. I think we should find out what the prince has been doing during this time, it feels like a different person."

Yi Zhengxiao replied in a deep voice: "I will leave this matter to you. If this matter is true, we will be holding the prince's pigtails!"

After the father and son finished discussing, Yi Jian silently cleaned up the mess on the table, and walked outside with the food box, with an imperceptible smile on the corner of her mouth, Feng Yan, Feng Yan, there is always a little flaw behind a perfect man , Do I now see your flaws?
Sitting in the gazebo, Feng Yan sneezed solidly. ,
(End of this chapter)