“No, the wind was too strong,” Mo Qian’er replied casually.

  In any case, he didn’t care if she cried or not. There was no need for her to explain anything.

  Lu Fenying glanced at her coldly and didn’t say anything else.

  When they returned to the inn, a beauty greeted them. “Your Majesty, my lady, you’re back. Are you still hungry? I made food for you. Do you want it?”


  When Lu Fenying saw the beauty, his expression softened. “Bring it over.”


  Mo Qian’er’s mind was full of thoughts, so she simply said, “I’m not hungry. Please eat, Your Majesty. I’m going back to my room. It’s time for the crown prince to sleep.”


  “Give him to the wet nurse. Come and have some food.” Lu Fenying walked to the round table in the hall and sat down. The dishes on the table looked exquisite and delicious. The spicy fragrance whetted one’s appetite.

  Ever since he picked up this girl, Lu Fenying had fallen in love with eating.

  Even Mo Qian’er ended up eating a lot.

  Of course, Mo Qian’er also liked Miss Xiu’er’s food.

  A lot of people had urged her to transfer Miss Xiu’er to the main kitchen instead of letting her stay in her personal kitchen.

  They said that Miss Xiu’er was so attractive that the emperor might be seduced by her someday.

  Mo Qian’er didn’t have much of a reaction to this.

  If Lu Fenying could really be seduced by Xiu’er, he would still be seduced no matter where Xiu’er was.

  Besides, it was Lu Fenying who ordered Miss Xiu’er to stay in her kitchen. Qian’er didn’t want to refuse, nor could she be bothered to.

  The more you refused Lu Fenying, the more insistent he became.

  Mo Qian’er had no choice but to hand the crown prince to the wet nurse. “Put him in the basket to sleep. You don’t have to coax him.”


  “I understand.” The wet nurse carried the crown prince away.

  Lu Fenying sat at the table and ate.

  They really hadn’t eaten anything at the imperial banquet. The food was cold in winter.

  Also, ever since he had spicy food in Prince Zi’s residence, his appetite had changed. If he didn’t have chili now, he felt uncomfortable.

  Previously, because Mo Qian’er wasn’t in good health, she had been eating light food. Lu Fenying had gotten Xiu’er to make spicy food for him alone.

  If there was anyone who had found a little favor with Lu Fenying now, it would be this Xiu’er.

  Lu Fenying’s personal chef.

  Mo Qian’er picked up her chopsticks and ate with her eyes lowered, but she didn’t take much of the food.

  Lu Fenying glanced at her coldly. “Does the food not suit your taste?”


  Mo Qian’er shook her head. “I don’t have an appetite. I don’t feel like eating.”


  “Make some food that the lady can eat. If you can’t make anything, go out and receive your punishment.” Lu Fenying put down his chopsticks, and the servants hurriedly came over to clean up.

  Those who knew him understood that he wanted all the dishes removed.

  Because the lady didn’t like them.

  The servants didn’t know if the emperor liked the lady or not.

  It was impossible to tell.

  Mo Qian’er didn’t have this worry. She was already over it. He could do whatever he wanted.

  She yawned. She had been on the carriage for the whole day, and only had a short rest before going to the imperial palace. She was truly exhausted.

  She didn’t want to eat at all. She just wanted to sleep.

  Mo Qian’er sat there, her thoughts a little aggrieved.

  Lu Fenying stood up. “Help me bathe.”


  Mo Qian’er gave a light “mm” and went to her room to look for clothes.

  Actually, it had been a long time since she served Lu Fenying. Ever since she gave birth to the little crown prince, her body had been weak and she had been recuperating.

  Lu Fenying had just taken over the country and was very busy. He didn’t have the time to visit her.