The Imperial Concubine Just Wants To Be a Salted Fish Every Day

Chapter 30: Dinner time

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Chen Liangyuan held the sachet in both hands, as if holding a heart.

Such an affectionate confession, coupled with Chen Liangyuan’s small appearance of pear blossoms and rain, as long as he is a normal man, he should be soft-hearted.

Unfortunately, Luo Qinghan is not a normal man.

He is a big trotter with great affection.

“I just remembered, your name is Chen Liangyuan, this name is indeed good, but it is a pity that you are not worthy of this name.”

The cold and faint voice, without a trace of emotion, instantly knocked Chen Liangyuan into hell.

She didn’t expect that the confession she had prepared would be such a result.

Her face turned pale as paper, and her fingers holding the sachet trembled uncontrollably.

She wanted to say something more, but it was a pity that Luo Qinghan didn’t give her this opportunity.
With a wave of her hand, she was dragged out.

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Without Chen Liangyuan, the atmosphere in the room suddenly fell silent.

Both Bao Qin and Eunuch Chang lowered their heads and did not dare to say a word, for fear of being affected by the fish in the pool.

Luo Qinghan looked at Xiao Xixi.

Xiao Xixi felt that he seemed to be in a bad mood.
She didn’t know how to coax people, so she could only ask dryly.

“Has Your Highness eaten yet?”

Luo Qinhan: “No.
”

“The concubine hasn’t eaten either, the concubine has been waiting for you.”

For some reason, Luo Qinghan’s originally dull mood immediately improved when he heard this.

He said: “I was too busy today and forgot about the time.
Next time if this happens, you can send someone to remind me.
”

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Xiao Xixi nodded and said yes.

The chicken soup has been kept warm on the stove, and now it can be drunk directly.
Bao Qin also fried a few home-cooked side dishes, using ingredients they grew in the backyard.

Xiao Xixi had been hungry for a long time, but she kept in mind the identity of her little wife and served the prince a bowl of chicken soup first.

She didn’t start to move her chopsticks until the prince took the first bite.

Luo Qinghan watched her quickly pull the food into her mouth, and faintly reminded: “Don’t eat too fast, it’s not good for your stomach.”

Xiao Xigong’s mouth was stuffed with food, and his cheeks were bulging.

She answered vaguely while chewing.

“Oh.”

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Luo Qinghan eats very elegantly, and he has to chew every bite of food carefully, but looking at her like that, it doesn’t look like she is tasting the delicacy of the food, but more like she is completing an established task.

By the time he finished a bowl of rice, Xiao Xi had already eaten the third bowl.

For fear that the master would leave a bad impression of a “rice bucket” in the prince’s heart, Bao Qin reminded her in a low voice: “Little master, you should be full, right?”

Xiao Xixi swallowed the food in her mouth: “No, I can eat another bowl!”

Bao Qin: “……”

She was desperate.

She didn’t even dare to see the prince’s expression at this time.

The other concubines couldn’t wait to pretend that they were a little fairy who only drank dew in front of the prince, but only her master was a wonderful work.
After eating bowl after bowl, it was as if there was a bottomless pit hidden in her stomach.

Luo Qinghan pushed his empty bowl in front of Xiao Xixi.

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Xiao Xixi raised her head from the rice bowl, with a grain of rice still on her mouth.
She asked, “Does Your Highness want to add rice?”

Luo Qinghan said, “I want soup.”

He endured and endured, but in the end he couldn’t hold back, reminding: “You have rice grains in your mouth.”

Xiao Xixi touched the corner of his mouth: “Is it here?”

“It’s not this side, it’s the other side.”

Xiao Xixi changed sides again and continued to touch, but still couldn’t touch the rice grains.

Luo Qinghan stretched out his hand and wiped his cool fingers from his mouth.

It was like summer rain, falling in the lake, rippling in circles.

He took the veil from Eunuch Chang, wiped his fingers, and said lightly, “It’s okay.”