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As Shen Zhiqiao spoke, she became even more wronged. She turned her head and dodged his hand stroking her chin, before escaping into his embrace, "Moreover, after eating dinner every night, I won't see you again. If I don't have something to discuss with General Duan, I'll just run to Xiao Si's bamboo courtyard. When you're back, I'll sleep. When I woke up again, you were busy with other things ? "

His tone contained an unconcealable loneliness. Qi Mujing frowned, and lowered his head to look at the little head in his embrace, his black eyes suddenly surging with complicated emotions. Just a moment later, he forcefully suppressed them.

He reached out and hugged her delicate body, then kissed the beauty's hair, and said apologetically, "Mn, it's the Jing's fault, that caused my Zhi to be lonely."

During the past few days, due to the assassination attempt of the little Emperor in the hunting grounds, every single one of the imperial courts were in a state of panic, and the little Emperor had suddenly ordered for the South King to return to the imperial palace as soon as possible and integrate into his Duke's Mansion. There were many connections, many things that needed Zhou Yu to take care of and prepare for them.

"?" Shen Zhiqiao did not answer him, and just pulled back into his embrace with all his might.

Qi Mujing chuckled, he then bent down and carried her horizontally, then sat at the dining table, then held her firmly on his lap. He then personally picked up the dishes for her and gently said, "Zhi, a few days ago, I had told Butler Zhang to find a new chef, everything you like to cook, quickly eat."

Shen Zhiqiao glanced at the dishes in the bowl out of the corner of her eye and quietly swallowed her saliva without saying a word.

Qi Mujing raised his eyebrows, and continued to fill her bowl with food. Only then did he put down the bowl in his hands, his index finger once again picking up her chin, and with a smile in his eyes, he said, "If Zhi finishes eating the food in this bowl, I will not pursue the matter of you going to Pretty Men House while disguised as a man today ?"

"Really?" Hearing that, Shen Zhiqiao immediately looked up at him, her eyes shining.

Qi Mujing raised his eyebrows, and continued to fill her bowl with food. Only then did he put down the bowl in his hands, and his index finger once again lifted her lower jaw, with a smile in his eyes, "If Zhi finishes eating this bowl, then I will not pursue the matter of you going to Pretty Men House as a woman ?"

"Really?" Hearing that, Shen Zhiqiao immediately looked up at him, her eyes shining.

Qi Mujing nodded with a smile.

Shen Zhiqiao was immediately overjoyed. Just as she was about to reach for the chopsticks, she felt that something was wrong and frowned as she looked at him, "Jing, how do you know that I went to Pretty Men House and other places?! Could it be that you have sent someone to follow me?! "

Black lines appeared on Qi Mujing's face as he reached out his hand to give her a shot, "Other than Nan Yue with her Pretty Men House, where else would she be able to attract you to?!" His tone threatened, "Are you eating or not?!"

Shen Zhiqiao immediately nodded her head, "Yes, yes, I do."

Afraid of a husband, afraid of a husband.

Ye Zichen twitched his mouth, and couldn't help but stealthily look at him once again. However, he was hit by a "bland" gaze.

Thus, she resigned herself to her fate and picked up the bowl, but when she saw that there were layers upon layers of various dishes in the bowl, Shen Zhiqiao almost cried, "Jing ?"

What the hell!

Qi Mujing chuckled, he also picked up his bowl of chopsticks and began eating, and occasionally added some other dishes to someone's bowl.

Shen Zhiqiao stared at the ball of red substance that she had picked up, and tilted her head to look at Qi Mujing: "Jing, help me eat this." Regardless of whether he agreed or not, she placed the item in his bowl.

Qi Mujing was startled, "Zhi, isn't Bloody Tofu your favorite food? "Why aren't you eating today?"

Shen Zhiqiao frowned, looking at this scene, she couldn't help but remember the scene from the Uncle Tie.

The man was almost lying in a pool of blood. His chest, lips, and even his face were stained with that red. It was the same color as this bean curd.

Uncle Tie told her that the poison in that man's body had counterattacked and had seeped into his internal organs. There was no cure for him but he also said that man ? Maybe not tonight...

"Zhi, have you gone silly?!" Qi Mujing lowered the corner of his eyes and unhappily knocked on her forehead.

"Ugh ?" Shen Zhiqiao regained his senses, held onto his head and stared at him in resentment.

Tsk, she didn't understand why he liked knocking on the same place as her.

Qi Mujing didn't want to pay her back, so he said coldly, "Eat!"

He wasn't happy. He was clearly by her side, and even though he had already embraced her, he still had the uneasy feeling that she could leave at any time.

Unable to endure the sudden coldness in his tone and the chill on her face, Shen Zhiqiao scooped out a piece of bamboo shoot from the bowl and stuck it to his lips, "Jing, this is delicious, it's better than any previous chef. Try it ?"

"?" Qi Mujing frowned, he stared at the object expressionlessly.

Seeing that he was not going to sell it, Shen Zhiqiao made up her mind. She bit on the bamboo shoot with her pink lips, moved closer to his lips with her big red face, and placed everything she had into his mouth.

The soft and sweet touch from her lips caused Qi Mujing's gaze to darken, and a nameless fire arose from her lower abdomen.