Chapter 590 Don't You Think You Are Too Domineering?

Luo Qinghan noticed Xiao Xixi's expression, raised his hand and rubbed her head.

"What's your expression like?"

Xiao Xixi silently leaned towards him.

Although she didn't speak, Luo Qinghan could feel the emotion she wanted to convey.

That is a very pure concern.

Luo Qinghan raised his arms around her and said lightly: "Actually, as long as you look away, it's nothing."

In the past, he couldn't see it, and it would be very difficult to encounter such a thing.

It's normal now.

Pei Qianhu looked at the sticky appearance of the two of them, his teeth were sore, he couldn't help coughing twice, reminding the other party that there was still a big living person standing in the room, hoping that they could restrain themselves.

Xiao Xixi looked at him: "what's the matter with you? Is your throat uncomfortable? Pay attention to rest and drink more hot water."

Pei Qianhuo: "..."

He decided to ignore the sour smell of love on the screen, and said with a sullen face.

"Recently, Qin Zhong has been out frequently and has close contacts with various families in Beijing. It seems that he is plotting something."

"As for King Xiling, it's unexpectedly quiet. He spends all day in Canglan Garden recuperating from his illness. He doesn't open the door without opening the door. I don't know what he's doing."

Luo Qinghan nodded slightly, indicating that he knew.

Pei Qianhu hesitated for a while, but still reminded.

"I always feel that something big will happen, it's better for His Highness to make plans earlier."

Luo Qinghan: "Well, I know what I know."

"Then I'll take my leave."

Pei Qianhu picked up the pile of fabrics and walked out of the Jingxin Garden.

Xiao Xixi looked at the prince's thoughtful profile and leaned over to ask.

"Are you thinking about how to deal with King Xiling and Qin Zhong?"

Luo Qinghan glanced at her: "I was thinking about what kind of birthday present to give you."

Xiao Xixi froze for a moment, then smiled and rolled her eyes.

"Actually, it's not that particular. As long as it's from you, I'll like it."

Luo Qinghan lowered his eyes and looked at the paw she put on his leg.

He took her hand and put it in his palm.

Her hands looked small and a little fat, and they were soft when pinched.

What can I get her for?

In addition to what she likes to eat, she likes to raise small animals, such as chickens, ducks, pigs, geese, and turtles.

Do you want to give her a little animal?

Luo Qinghan's eyes moved slowly and fell on the orange cat.

The orange cat just jumped onto the table and was about to steal the watermelon rind on the table. Suddenly, it felt a chill behind him. The small animal's natural intuition told it that it was dangerous!

It immediately abandoned the watermelon rind, jumped off the table quickly, and ran out of the door without looking back.

When Xiao Xixi heard the movement, she turned her head to look, but she could only see the round but nimble back of the orange cat.

she asked puzzled.

"What is this cat running for?"

Luo Qinghan squeezed her fingertips gently and said calmly, "I don't know."

...

Although Luo Yechen's words were disliked by Bu Shengyan, Luo Yechen still insisted on his creation, and he would write a book every three days and send it to the Dingbei Houfu.

Bu Shengyan didn't understand why he had to buy such a shoddy book. She told him several times, but he didn't listen to her advice.

She thought this guy was really stupid.

How can anyone know that it is a pit, but they have to jump into it?

Those words were placed on Bu Shengyan's bedside, and she would pick them up and take a look when she was free.

To be honest, although the words are a bit ugly, the content of the story is very good.

She looked at it, and she was fascinated.

Today Luo Yechen came again to send her a message book.

Bu Shengyan expressed disgust at the words on the book as usual, and then opened the book honestly and read it with relish.

The more than 50 pages of words were quickly read by her.

She said still, "Every time I stop writing when it's exciting, this author is so appetizing!"

Having said that, she closed the book subconsciously, and wanted to see the author's signature on the book, but found that the cover of the book only had the story name, not the author's name.

Bu Shengyan was surprised: "Why doesn't this story have the author's signature?"

Luo Yechen pretended to be stupid on purpose: "Really? I didn't even notice."

Bu Shengyan sighed: "I'm really curious, what kind of person is he? Not only can he write such a wonderful story, but he can still maintain such an ugly level of writing after writing several books."

Luo Yechen: "..."

Don't say that last sentence, okay? !

He coughed twice and changed the subject: "How is your injury recovery?"

Bu Shengyan: "It's much better. Now I can walk down the ground, but I have to use crutches, so it doesn't look good when I walk."

Luo Yechen: "Would you like the imperial doctor to show you?"

Bu Shengyan waved his hand: "No, I'm recovering well now, and I don't need the imperial doctor to make another trip."

She glanced at Hou Dingbei, who was sitting next to him drinking tea quietly, and the words of resignation twirled around her lips, but she still couldn't say it.

Seeing that the day of marriage was getting closer and closer, she couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

She pursed her lower lip and whispered as if complaining.

"I'm running out of rouge gouache, and I want to go out and buy some. By the way, I'll take a stroll around to get some air. I've been in the house every day during this time, and I'm almost suffocated to death."

Luo Yechen was happy to take her out for a walk, but the two of them weren't married after all, so he couldn't agree directly.

He turned to look at Dingbeihou.

The Duke of Dingbei put down the tea cup, and said indifferently, "My legs are broken, and I haven't forgotten to go out and wander around. I don't know when you will be able to put it down."

He paused and continued.

"Since you guys are going out, buy me some wine by the way."

Bu Shengyan immediately said: "The doctor said, you can't drink now!"

Luo Yechen was stunned.

The last time he made an appointment for Beihou to eat at Liuguang Pavilion, they drank wine at that time.

He didn't even know that Marquis Dingbei couldn't drink.

It seems that I have to write down this matter, and don't make taboos next time.

The Duke of Dingbei touched his nose: "I don't drink it often, I drink a little occasionally."

He used to like drinking very much. As long as he was not marching and fighting, he would drink two or two wines almost every meal. It's a pity that his health is not good now. The doctor doesn't let him drink it, and his daughter is also concerned about it. He wants to drink if he wants to drink.

Bu Shengyan sternly refused: "Not at all!"

Dingbeihou: "I agree to let you and King Ying go out for a walk. Why don't you want me to drink a little? Don't you think you are too domineering?"

Bu Shengyan laughed angrily at him: "I am so domineering, did you only know today?"

Ding Beihou glanced at the future son-in-law next to him, and couldn't help but sigh: "You are about to get married, why is your character so strong?"

He wanted to imply that his daughter should not be too strong. After getting married, she was no better than being in her parents' family. Her parents' family could tolerate her everywhere, but after getting married, she was someone else's daughter-in-law.