The maid who was about to go out wrapped in a big cloak said with a smile.

"Didn't you say you stopped coming a year ago?"

"I'm not your wife. You don't need to make a hole in the ground for what I said. You can pick it up at any time." Qin Shisanlang said.

The maid covered her mouth and smiled, but Banqin had already opened the door of the room and saluted.

"Did you go to Prince Qing's Mansion to make snacks that time?"

Qin Shisanlang asked.

Banqin, who was pouring tea, heard this and couldn't help but glance at Qin Shisanlang. After thinking about it, he got up and pushed the snacks aside.

Qin Shisanlang glanced at her and smiled.

Is he such a stingy and greedy person?

"No." Cheng Jiaoniang said.

Qin Shisanlang immediately sneered and nodded.

"Sure enough, I knew it was him again." He said, looking at Cheng Jiaoniang, "Do you know what he told His Majesty?"

Cheng Jiaoniang looked at him.

"He sent some snacks to His Majesty and said they were made by you." Qin Shisanlang said.

Cheng Jiaoniang said oh.

"Now that the palace concubine is pregnant, everyone says it's because of eating your snacks." Qin Shisanlang said.

Cheng Jiaoniang smiled slightly.

"Then should I open another dessert shop?" she said.

"This is not a joke." Qin Shisanlang said, but there was no smile on his face as he always loved to smile.

"What else could it be if it wasn't a joke?" Cheng Jiaoniang, who rarely smiled, said with a smile on her face. She picked up a piece of snack, raised her sleeves and ate it sideways.

Qin Shisanlang looked at her. The woman who covered half of her face with her sleeves and turned slightly sideways looked a little soft, and her only exposed eyes looked a little playful.

Realizing she was looking at herself, she turned around and looked over.

Is there a smile on the corner of the mouth behind the sleeves?

Qin Shisanlang was slightly startled when he thought about it.

Just for a moment, the woman put down her sleeves and looked upright.

Qin Shisanlang sighed softly.

"You still have fewer contacts than the Prince of Jin'an County." He said. He paused here and looked slightly solemn. "This son... has a wrong heart."

Is this guy's heart not right?

Banqin, who was sitting on his knees with his head bowed, couldn't help but raise his head.

"As a county king, he should leave the capital and go to the fiefdom, but he tried his best to stay in the capital." Qin Shisanlang said.

"Aren't you reluctant to leave Prince Qing?" Banqin couldn't help but say.

Qin Shisanlang smiled, with a bit of disdain.

"I can't bear to leave Prince Qing, so I just deceive the old, weak, women and children," he said.

He deceived the old, weak, women and children, and Banqin's color changed slightly.

No matter how stupid she is, she still knows who can let the Prince of Jin'an stay in the capital. Could it be that the Thirteenth Prince of Qin is talking about the emperor, the queen mother, the others, or people like herself.

This is really a bit rebellious to say.

"I'm not going out in front of my wife. I'm mad at you, don't laugh at me." Qin Shisanlang said with a smile.

"I won't laugh at you." Cheng Jiaoniang nodded and said.

Qin Shisanlang picked up the tea bowl and took a sip.

"If you don't give up Prince Qing, does it mean that Prince Qing's palace doesn't have a fiefdom?" He continued, raising his head and smiling, "We won't talk too much about these royal matters, but I think the lady should be more attentive and don't care about anything.

Some people willfully hurt you because you don't care."

"Thank you, sir." Cheng Jiaoniang said with a salute.

Qin Shisanlang smiled and drank the tea in one gulp.

"I'm really leaving this time, and I'll come back to greet you during the Chinese New Year," he said.

Cheng Jiaoniang saluted again and stood up to see her off.

After seeing off Thirteenth Qin Lang, Fan Jianglin happened to come in.

"Why are you back at noon?" Huang asked in surprise.

Because too many divine arm bows were damaged, Fan Jianglin, who could have been more relaxed, became even more busy. In addition, Li Mao's stone bombs and catapult modifications, and more than a dozen craftsmen recruited from various places were also busy.

"I made a little gadget for Bao'er to play with." Fan Jianglin said, taking out two boxes.

Huang smiled and stretched out his hand.

"You're sending this back just for this?" She smiled, "And two more."

Fan Jianglin only handed her one.

"This is my sister's," he said, handing the other one over.

"Has it been done?" Cheng Jiaoniang asked.

Fan Jianglin nodded.

After hearing these two words of conversation, Mrs. Huang hurriedly turned around and retreated with the girl holding the child.

"Do you think it's okay? I revised it many times according to the drawings."

Sitting on the porch, Fan Jianglin asked.

Cheng Jiaoniang took it with both hands.

"Thank you, brother." She saluted and opened it.

Banqin came forward to take a look and saw a strange bamboo tube.

"That's it, brother did a good job." Cheng Jiaoniang nodded and said with a smile.

Fan Jianglin then stood up with a smile and went to wash and change clothes.

"Banqin, bring the box that Li Mao sent last time on the shelf in the room." Cheng Jiaoniang said.

Banqin responded and took the box as instructed, watching Cheng Jiaoniang take out a long paper roll and put it into the bamboo tube made by Fan Jianglin.

"Madam, what is this?" she couldn't help but asked curiously.

Cheng Jiaoniang looked at the bamboo tube in her hand for a moment, her expression seemed a little sad, and she raised her head to look up at the sky.

"This is..." she said, "what?"

What?

Banqin looked up in confusion and saw Cheng Jiaoniang's expression changed, her eyes widening as she stared at the sky.

What?

Banqin raised his head. The sun was dim today, and it looked like there was going to be a storm in the evening.

What's there?

She looked up again and saw that Cheng Jiaoniang had already taken a few steps forward, still looking up at the sky with an expression of astonishment that she had never seen before.

"Why did it appear at this time?" she said.

"What happened?" Banqin asked, looking again.

Cheng Jiaoniang shook her head and did not answer.

Banqin said oh, does it look good?

She didn't know, so she kept looking. Where were she looking? She couldn't see any difference.

"But, it shouldn't be seen at this time." Cheng Jiaoniang said.

"When was that?" Banqin asked.

Cheng Jiaoniang looked at the sky.

yes……

"A Fang."

A male voice suddenly sounded at this moment.

Cheng Jiaoniang shuddered suddenly, looked for the sound, and saw a young man standing at the door, lifting his hood to reveal a smiling face with shining eyes.

"Your Highness." Banqin hurriedly saluted and looked at the concierge with a bit of displeasure.

"I opened the door, sister, didn't you hear me?" the concierge said aggrievedly.
To be continued...