The Prince of Heshun Hou clenched his fists and endured them to stop waving towards Ji Qingning.

He turned his head and said to the servant behind him, "Get the money!"

When he withdrew his eyes, he swept over the shopkeeper's face.

The shopkeeper frowned slightly and said to the young man, "What are you still standing here to do? Why don't you go and put on this young master's paintings?"

After giving the order, he smiled and said, "What else do you want to buy for me? I'll introduce it to you."

"No need," said Ji Qingning.

Soon, the servant took an exquisite brocade box and handed it to the little maid.

Ji Qingning has finished his work and is ready to return to the yard.

But just turned around and walked a few steps, Zhao Yuan went downstairs and called out, "Brother Ji?"

Ji Qingning was not used to this before, so she didn't respond at all. She called her, or was the little maid who heard the sound a little familiar, so she looked back.

The man was wearing a mask, but he could vaguely recognize that it was Zhao Yuan.

The little maid hurriedly said, "It's Mr. Zhao."

Ji Qingning turned around. At that time, Zhao Yuan had already walked up to her. She smiled and said, "What a coincidence?"

Zhao Yuan smiled and said, "Just just now reading a book upstairs, I vaguely heard the familiar voices like you, but I didn't expect it to be true."

The two of them went out of the shop together.

It was noon, and it was lunch time, and Zhao Yuan wanted to invite Ji Qingning to dinner.

Ji Qingning smiled and said, "No need, I'll go back and eat."

Zhao Yuan said, "I won't give me a chance to treat you, nor will I invite me to sit in the mansion?"

Ji Qingning, “….”

It wasn't a big problem for her to invite Zhao Yuan to the yard for dinner.

but.

Uncle Tie would definitely not be happy that she had such a good relationship with the man, so her ears would have to suffer some torture.

Even if Uncle Tie was angry, he would not do anything to her, but the little maid would not be able to do anything.

Her father is not polite to her.

The little maid consciously acted as a lobbyist, pulled Ji Qingning's sleeves and whispered, "Why would you give him a chance to treat him so that my father wouldn't scold me."

As we were close, Zhao Yuan could hear the little maid's speech very clearly.

But I don’t understand why Ji Qingning invited her classmates back to her house for dinner, so why did this little maid’s father scold her?

Ji Qingning said to Zhao Yuan, "Then I will choose a place."

"Okay," Zhao Yuan nodded with a smile.

soon.

He couldn't laugh anymore.

Because Ji Qingning chose a roadside stall.

Thinking of Zhao Yuan with his toes, he also knew that Ji Qingning was saving him money.

Li Xin stood behind Zhao Yuan, his eyes twitched violently, because he wanted to laugh but couldn't, and his shoulders were shaking.

As soon as Ji Qingning and the others sat down, the boss came over and asked, "What do you want to eat?"

Ji Qingning looked at Zhao Yuan.

Zhao Yuan has never eaten noodles a few times. The ones he ate the most were longevity noodles and seafood noodles. Needless to say, there is definitely not a single stall such a small one.

Zhao Yuan was afraid of revealing that he was not a commoner, so he said, "Let's have a few bowls of your family's most distinctive noodles."

That's right.

Zhao Yuan thought very well, but he underestimated the characteristics of the common people.

The owner of the small stall brought four bowls of fat intestinal noodles.

After the boss brought it up, he wiped his hands and said, "This is the fat intestine noodles, which is the most specialty of the shop. Many neighbors and neighbors are good at this bite, and I don't know how many of them dare to eat it."

Li Xin looked at the owner of the small stall and his eyes were twitching.

The end has come up, isn’t it too late to say this now?

What a status of the third prince, it is considered extraordinary to be condescending to be noble and eating a small stall. For the first time in 19 years, he actually invited someone to eat fat intestine noodles. If this is to be spread, where will the third prince put his face?

The third prince is weak and has been recuperating for many years and has no friends. He attaches great importance to the young master of the Ji family. He can be said to be the only friend of the third prince. There is also the third prince who beat the third prince half to death.

Invite friends to have a meal for this...

This friend definitely has nothing to do.

Zhao Yuan had no appetite and said, "Let's eat in another place."

Ji Qingning picked up all the chopsticks and said, "No, I really like to eat fat intestinal noodles."

After saying that, he was trashed, "Young Master, you haven't eaten before, how do you know that you like to eat?"

The little maid is a little doubtful whether her girl knows what her fat intestine is?

Should she tell her?

Just as the little maid was hesitating, Ji Qingning had already picked up a piece of fat intestine and stuffed it into her mouth.

Little maid, “…!!!”

The girl ate it!

She didn't eat fat before!

The three people looked at Ji Qingning with six eyes. No, and the boss also looked at Ji Qingning. The boss’s biggest hobby is to encourage others to eat his best fat noodles. As long as you like it, you can do it without charging any money.

Ji Qingning was really not used to looking at him, so he bit his chopsticks and said, "What are you watching me make? The fat intestine noodles taste really good, you can try it too."

The little maid swallowed.

Zhao Yuan reached out to get the chopsticks. Although the place he invited was chosen by Ji Qingning, he ordered the noodles.

Now that Ji Qingning has eaten, he has no reason not to eat it.

But this is fat intestine...

Zhao Yuan took the chopsticks, and Li Xin looked at him, trying to stop him but it was difficult to speak.

Zhao Yuan struggled to squeeze a piece of fat intestine. He didn't know how much courage he had to squeeze it to his mouth. As a result, his hand shook when he entered his mouth and fell onto the table.

Ji Qingning laughed, "Don't you dare to eat?"

"No," Zhao Yuan blurted out two words.

Then he clamped a piece of fat intestine and stuffed it into his mouth to prove that he really didn't dare to.

Chewed it.

The taste is very special, not to mention, but it is quite delicious.

Zhao Yuan smiled and said, "The taste is indeed pretty good."

Li Xin was stunned.

The third prince actually ate fat intestines?!

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe it.

The third prince ate all the food, and he was a guard, and even if he was a first-class person, there was no reason not to accompany him.

After taking a bite, the guard felt that he had missed such delicious food for many years.

When the little maid saw that they had eaten all of them, she thought it was delicious and didn't dare to eat it and wanted to try the taste.

Wearing a mask affects eating noodles, Zhao Yuan took off the mask. Ji Qingning said, "Why are you wearing a mask?"

Zhao Yuan said sadly, "I used to be sick and suffered a lot of ridicule. I originally wanted to go out of the academy when I recovered from the illness. However, as soon as the academy was on vacation, many students came out shopping. I was bored in the academy and came out, so I was afraid of being recognized, so I wore a mask."

Ji Qingning asked casually, but he didn't expect Zhao Yuan to explain so much, but he knew that after all these years of illness, he must have suffered a lot of cold words.

Everyone continue to eat noodles.

Two men came to the table next door. After sitting down, they discussed Ji Qingning's rejection of marrying Princess Tan Xi.

A man said, "I didn't expect that the Ji family really dared to go to the Zhao royal palace to propose marriage."

"I guess I feel that it has ruined the reputation of the princess of the Zhao royal palace, so I have to marry him."

"But why did the Zhao Mansion not agree?" the man said strangely.

"You don't know this. Mr. Ji was recommended to go to the southwest to investigate the corruption case. This case was a life-and-death. Once Mr. Ji died, Mr. Ji had to be mourned for three years. If he couldn't marry the princess of the Zhao Mansion for three years, why would he marry?" Another man replied.

"Instead of marrying Master Ji who is powerless and powerless, and putting a flower in cow dung, it is better to raise it in the Zhao Palace as an old girl, at least you can have a lifelong life of luxury."
Chapter completed!