Chapter 1314: I Have a Bad Appetite

"Haha——" Long Yutian couldn't help laughing a few times when he saw that Uncle Fourteen was hurt internally by Qian Duoduo's words.

With a depressed and helpless expression on Long Muchen's face, he could only twitch the corners of his mouth to cover up his embarrassment.

But Qian Duoduo stood aside and smirked at Long Muchen, as if she never tired of destroying her husband's spiritual world and enjoyed it immensely.

When Long Yutian saw such a scene, he couldn't help but feel very happy, and couldn't help gloating.

However, this is the court hall after all, it is not a place for Duoer to play around.

"Duo'er, the name of Xiao Shizi, let the fourth child take care of it. I have already ordered the imperial dining room to prepare your favorite pastries. You must be hungry after you have been hopping here for a long time?"

When Qian Duoduo heard that there was something delicious, she immediately threw Qianjin and Wancai out of the blue sky, her eyes lit up, and she replied unceremoniously: "Yes, yes, after such a long time of class, I am already hungry. .”

"Okay, then retreat!" Long Yutian waved his sleeves, got up and left Longhua Hall immediately.

Qian Duoduo trotted behind Ah San, her braid dangling like a dog's tail.

After the three masters left the court hall, all the civil and military officials of the court instantly fell into various strange postures.

Some had yellow feet and fell to their knees; some hugged their heads and cried, feeling ashamed; some even hugged each other in twos and threes, comforting and warming each other——

Concubine Chen, it's really scary~!

——Duoer dividing line——

Half an hour later, two men, a woman and a little yellow cat appeared on the dining table.

Papaya sat on Long Yutian's lap, holding his hand with two paws, sticking out his little tongue, enjoying the honey and fresh milk ball in his palm.

And Qian Duoduo's small plate also piled up into a hill, and all kinds of snacks were gnawed into a mess.

"My dear, come, eat some fruit—"

Long Muchen peeled an orange, brought it to Qian Duoduo's mouth, and waited on him eagerly.

Qian Duoduo tilted her face and shook her head: "No, I have a bad appetite and don't want to eat."

Fuzi, who was standing by the side, almost stared out of his eyes when he heard this.

Auntie, you have already eaten one chicken leg, two pieces of cake, three crabs, and four bowls of lotus seed soup.

Your stomach is almost bulging into a ball, you still have a bad appetite?

"You ate a little less today, aren't you feeling well?"

Looking at the mess on the plate, Long Muchen followed what his little wife said, and answered.

Hearing such a conversation, Fuzi couldn't help muttering in her heart: Lord Fourteen, are you sure you are marrying a wife, not an idiot?

Long Muchen didn't pay attention to the strange eyes of the servants next to him, he stretched out his hand, and touched Qian Duoduo's forehead worriedly.

No fever, nothing unusual?

This little thing was alive and well just now, why now, with its head drooping and a dejected look on its face, isn't it happy?

Qian Duoduo glanced around boredly, and saw that after the papaya was full, it nestled into a small hairball and slept on Long Yutian's lap.

She also hiccupped and stretched lazily.

"Ah San, go take a nap with the papaya in your arms. I'll go back and rest first. When I feel refreshed, I'm looking for you for dinner."

While talking, Qian Duoduo picked up a grape casually, threw it into his mouth, took a few bites, and left in a twisted manner.