Suddenly, Lin Feiwan paused his eyes, picked up a bite of sweet and sour tenderloin and put it in his mouth.

"It's crispy on the outside and soft on the inside, sweet and sour. It's worthy of Sister Chen's skills. I'll go to my room to receive the reward later."

She looked over with a smile, and Chen Lanyin was obviously frozen for a moment before she smiled and thanked her.

"Huh? Why don't you have the sweet soup that you are best at?"

Chen Lanyin responded quickly, "If you want to drink, I will go back and do it now."

Knowing that Lin Feiwan is not a luxury, she just said with the flow, but who knows...

"Well, Sister Chen is doing it faster, otherwise the prince will be full."

"yes."

Chen Peilan turned around, and a trace of sinisterness flashed through her eyes.

Lin Feiwan held his hands quietly, and after she left, he quickly handed the black plum porridge in front of Xue Qianyu to Dongqing, signaling to take it down secretly.

"Wan'er, you are..."

"Mother, the porridge is cold."

Yu Qingyun realized it later and murmured: "I blame myself for not eating sour foods, but I don't know that the black plum porridge is cold so quickly."

Lin Feiwan pinched his eyebrows and thought to himself: Mother, you can ignore it.

She raised her eyes and glanced at Xue Qianyu secretly. He was still slow, but the corners of his lips were slightly curved, and the look of chasing clouds behind her was also meaningful.

It's over, with the thoughts of the master and servant, I'm afraid I've guessed that there was something wrong with her actions just now.

Soon, the sweet soup was served.

Seeing that the bowl in front of Xue Qianyu was empty, Chen Lanyin's face quickly shone with a hint of pride.

Lin Feiwan's heart is even more heartbroken. Poor people must have something hateful. This sentence is indeed true.

She didn't know why Chen Lanyin wanted to harm Xue Qianyu, but even if she had deep hatred, she could not ignore the safety of others.

If something happened to Xue Qianyu here, the Lin clan would have to be pushed to the guillotine, and she would never allow such people to stay in the mansion.

The lunch was finally used up in pain. Lin Feiwan took the person out of the gate, but did not go back, but got into the car.

"My daughter apologized to the prince for the sake of the subordinate!"

"Oh, let's hear it."

Xue Qianyu tapped his fingers on the handrail, and a hint of sarcasm was raised at the corner of his lips.

Lin Feiwan lowered his head, "Eating sweet and sour tenderloin and black plum porridge at the same time will cause poisoning. I promise you that my mother and I have no idea about this in advance. Don't worry, I will punish the chef severely and give you an explanation."

"Okay, I look forward to your explanation."

"That's it?"

She blinked and almost got poisoned. This person was not angry at all?

"Miss Lin, I'm not in a hurry to go home with me."

"ha?"

Seeing that his face was even more sarcastic, Lin Feiwan, who reacted, snorted coldly and jumped out of the car with a red face.

"Who wants to go home with you!"

The carriage took a few steps and a cold sound floated over.

"It's almost done."

"Um?"

She frowned and puzzled, but the man obviously had no intention of explaining.

The carriage lifted its hooves away, and the splashed dust made her cough lightly.

"asshole!"

Lin Feiwan stomped his feet, and when he turned his eyes, he saw Dongqing's ambiguous eyes, and he suddenly became even more angry.

Little did he know that Zhuiyun was crying and was still crying. He wanted to slow down just now, but after a strong wind fell in the car, he suddenly accelerated.

He was extremely sure that Lin Feiwan would be the hostess of the royal palace, and that scene just now must have offended the person.
Chapter completed!