In previous years, a bowl of Laba porridge would be given to Rongyuan Houfu in the Laba Festival Palace, but next year there will be no matter of Rongyuan Houfu, so it can be seen that Rongyuan Houfu is close to falling out of favor.

As for the reason...... Yuan Changhuan, who was raised in the deep boudoir, is really not clear, and it is precisely because he is not clear that he must always be vigilant, especially when it comes to the Seven Princes.

After all, the fall of favor in Rongyuan Houfu must be related to the Seven Princes.

Because in the previous life, Rongyuan Houfu was punished by the Nine Clans, and the crime was to collude with the Seven Princes to force the Son of Heaven in the palace.

Yuan Changhuan thought about it as he walked, and finally whispered in the ear of Jade Satin, "You personally send a message to my father, let him stay away from the Seventh Prince, and don't promise the Seventh Prince anything." ”

I'm afraid that my father mistakenly thinks that he has a good relationship with the Seventh Prince, and then inadvertently thinks that he is on the side of the Seventh Prince.

On the spot, the Son of Heaven was suspicious, let alone his own uncle, even his own son didn't believe it.

Her father has a hot temper, has one thing to say, has no scheming, and if he is used, he will be in trouble.

Seeing the princess's serious eyes, Yu Sain panicked and nodded quickly, "Slave maid, let's do it!" ”

There are countless things in my heart.

After bathing in the bathroom of the side room, Yuan Changhuan stepped into the room.

At this time, the table in the outer room of the main house was already full of dinner.

The light is dim, warm and a little ambiguous.

Especially when the warm and light voice of the thank you came.

"Yuanyuan, warm the bed for your husband, just wait for the warm jade to warm the fragrance."

After Yuan Changhuan realized that his thank-you speech had nothing to do with Su Yimo, the dissatisfaction in his heart also dissipated a lot.

Of course, Yuan Changhuan did not completely forgive him, but only made sure that he and his little cousin were temporarily innocent.

After all, he doesn't go home at night, and it's not fake to go to see his little cousin every time.

The tone softened a lot, "Nuan Yu Wenxiang is hungry and wants to eat first." ”

Xie Ci raised his eyebrows slightly, lost the fold in his hand, and walked out of the inner room, "It's been a long time, let them be hot and reuse." ”

I don't ask where Yuan Changhuan has gone during this time.

After trying the bowl with the back of his hand, Yuan Changhuan sat down and said, "It's not cold, it's still hot." ”

As he spoke, he scooped a spoonful with a spoon, raised it lightly with his bare hands, and fed it to Xie Ci's lips.

I didn't expect the lady to come to this show, Xie Cifeng's eyes narrowed slightly, looking at the spoon that was close at hand, "The lady went out for a trip, as if she had changed her core." ”

"If you don't eat it, then I'll eat it myself." Yuan Changhuan glanced at him and withdrew his hand.

was grabbed by Xie Ci's wrist.

Manually, I can't do it anymore.

The thin pale lips of the thank you pressed closer to the spoon in her hand and opened her mouth......

"This porridge is so sweet." Xie Ci licked the porridge on his thin lips, and his clear voice smiled, adding a bit of ambiguity in the space that belonged to the two people.

Yuan Changhuan didn't blush at half of the teas, but looked at him with coquettish eyes, "Am I sweet or porridge?" ”

"Of course it'......" thanked Yuan Changhuan and leaned closer to Yuan Changhuan's pink lips.

The thin lips opened slightly, sucked lightly for a while, and then put it back, "Well, it's still the sweetest lady." ”

Yuan Changhuan rubbed his ears, sat back on the stool, glared at him, and laughed lowly.

"It's just a good laugh."

While speaking, Yuan Changhuan began to drink porridge.

Seeing Yuan Changhuan using his used spoon without any scruples, Xie Ci's eyebrows and eyes were much gentler.

After taking two sips, Yuan Changhuan suddenly spoke, "Lord Shizi, your sense of taste is not out of order, this porridge is obviously salty porridge." ”

A serious and sincere question.

Xie Ci pursed his thin lips slightly, and looked at her with the eyes of a fool, "Lady, this is the love of husband and wife." ”