Royal Beloved Black Wife Chapter 165

   Chapter 165 Mother and Son Reunited (2)

   Speaking of this, he realized something, turned his head, and saw Zhuge Ye standing there with a smile.

He was wearing a heavy purple suit with a high neckline that covered his neck, wide cuffs that hung down from his knees, and a jade belt with python pattern around his waist, which made his already tall body more upright and flamboyant. The undisturbed gold button piping at the neckline makes people feel serious and rigorous, and the eyes are bright.

   This man who never wears a set of clothes twice, how could he come to such a place where others stay?

   Oh, I should ask first, how did he come to the Chu family and how did he enter Yingxintang?

   Seemingly aware of Chu Qianqian's doubts, Zhuge Ye smiled slightly: "I was waiting for you outside, and I didn't see you coming out for a long time, so I came in."

  Chu Qianqian then remembered that the two of them had dinner together in the carriage at the back door every night. Today, they were just trying to coax Chu Mo, but Chu Yan forgot about him.

   "How did you get in?" Chu Qianqian looked around and asked.

  Zhuge Ye smiled and said without blushing, "Climb over the wall."

   The prince regent of the dignified prince, in order to see a woman, climbed the wall of the Chu family, and he was afraid that he would faint.

  Chu Qianqian's eyes swept across the door, and saw a piece of green clothes fluttering there if there was a sense of enlightenment, she knew that Dan Ju also knew that he was coming, and was watching the wind at the door, and simply said: "What do you want to eat?"

   wants to eat you.

   Zhuge Ye's black eyes flashed, and he said with a serious smile: "It's fine, I like to eat whatever you make."

  Chu Qianqian took the leek in his hand, washed it, chopped it, and found the green onion leaves and chopped it up.

Zhuge Ye wanted to help her with something, such as washing vegetables, cutting meat, adding some firewood, but when he raised his hand, he felt that this was not something a man should do, so he found something that would not interfere with her. Her place, quietly appreciate her.

   This was the first time he saw her working in front of the stove. It was very different from the usual indifference and coldness. Right now, she had the charm and tenderness of a little woman.

   Zhuge Ye saw God in a daze.

   "Can you pass me the plate next to you?" Chu Qianqian looked back and smiled.

   This smile, like a picture scroll hanging above his head, spread out with a snap, Zhuge Ye was amazed by the radiant beauty, and when he came back to his senses, Chu Qianqian had already taken the plate by himself.

   Zhuge Ye's eyes darkened, he stepped forward and hugged her from behind.

   "Qianqian." He held her thin body in his arms.

   "Huh?" Chu Qianqian paused when she cut vegetables, "What's wrong?"

   No rejection, no struggle.

   Zhuge Ye's heart was overjoyed, and he held her hand tighter: "Why isn't tomorrow the fifth day of April?"

  The fifth day of the fourth month, the day of the big wedding.

  Chu Qianqian smiled slightly, turned her head to look at him, and said, "Are you looking forward to it?"

   "Yeah." Zhuge Ye nodded without hesitation, a little afraid to look at her face so close to her, for fear of being unable to control, "How about you?"

   After asking, I regret it.

   For her, getting married is just a change of place to live. She is not sad when she is driven to Zhuangzi, and naturally she will not be too happy to marry into the palace. But what does it matter? He doesn't believe that he clings to her every day and can't capture her heart?

   "Qianqian."

   The tone of this time is a bit coquettish.

  Chu Qianqian blinked, looked at his ears that suddenly turned red, and said, "Actually, I'm also looking forward to it."

   Zhuge Ye's long eyelashes trembled and his eyes widened: "What did you say?"

  Chu Qianqian smiled lightly and said, "A big wedding, I am also looking forward to the big marriage with the prince."

  Zhuge Ye's heart froze instantly, like a child who got candy, so excited that he couldn't hold back the curve of his lips.

   "Qianqianqianqian..."

   called her name several times, and she answered them one by one.

   Zhuge Ye was overjoyed, turned over her body, and ignoring that she still had a kitchen knife in his hand, he slapped her small face the size of a slap, lowered his head, and kissed it gently.

  Her lips, soft and tender, must feel better in her mouth than the crystal parfait she made.

  However, just as the lips touched, before she could taste her sweet taste, shi Shen brought her maid over.

  Danju screamed loudly: "Ah-madam! The kitchen is full of soot! Why are you here?"

  Zhuge Ye's body froze, like a basin of cold water pouring down on him, which made him cool and cool.

  Chu Qianqian urged him to leave.

   He frowned in dissatisfaction, opened the window, and planned to jump out. But just stepped out one foot, folded back, clasped the back of Chu Qianqian's head, and slapped her soft red lips fiercely.

   "Well, we're here." He raised his eyebrows proudly and left.

   As soon as he left, Mr. Shen came in.

  Shen shi had heard a loud chirp, and thought that Chu Mo was kissing his sister again, but when she entered the door, she saw only Chu Qianqian alone, and she wondered, "Is there Mo'er?"

  Chu Qianqian shook his head calmly: "He is practicing calligraphy in the room."

  Shen shi took a weak breath and glanced around with suspicious eyes: "Just you?"

  Chu Qianqian was silent.

  Danju hurriedly stepped in and said, "And the servant girl! The servant girl is cooking with the young lady. I was just about to go to the backyard to pick some vegetables that I grew, and you just happened to be here."

   Mr. Shen was suspicious, maybe he heard it wrong? It should be, except that **** Chu Mo, who would dare to be rude to Qianqian?

   Turned his mind, Shen shi stopped thinking about it, and said: "The people from the Prince's Mansion came and said... Uncle Yu from Putuo Temple is ill, and I want you to go and have a look."

  Putuo Temple.

The name was deliberately mentioned, probably because I hoped that Chu Qianqian would take care of the abbot's favor. After all, Uncle Yu lived in Baoling Pagoda for so many years, and he often made some snacks for the masters in the temple. The relationship between the abbot and Uncle Yu is still there. Not bad.

   But Chu Qianqian has always had clear grievances, the abbot is the abbot, and Uncle Yu is Uncle Yu. This trick is useless.

   But Dan Ju scratched his head: "Uncle Yu? Oh, I remembered it. Is that the old man who looked at the words you wrote and suddenly saw a stroke?"

   (end of this chapter)

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