Chu Qi pulled Zhao Zilan into his arms and said meaningfully, "What's wrong? You don't just want to be a princess?"

Zhao Zilan quickly changed his expression, "Of course not. I have not been valued by my father since I was a child, and I was even bullied by my two sisters. If I hadn't been for the success of my life, I would have been afraid that I would not be able to marry Your Highness. I was actually very satisfied. I just felt sorry for Your Highness. Sometimes when I think of Your Highness, it seems that I saw you when I was a child, and it was obvious that I was nothing bad when I was a child, but my father always couldn't see me."

Zhao Zilan's words were sincere and made Chu Qi feel that Microsoft was in his heart. Zhao Zilan's situation was indeed very similar to him. Only those who had experienced it knew this feeling of frustration. For a moment, he felt a little pity for Zhao Zilan. In comparison, Shen Qingrou was held in the palm of her hand since she was a child, and it was different.

Chu Qi hugged Zhao Zilan and said indifferently, "Don't worry, since you have married me, I will naturally not let you suffer the pain of the past. If possible, I will make you more honorable than you are now."

Zhao Zilan was very moved and almost said that Chu Qi was the emperor of the future. When she said that, she didn't dare to say much, but just hugged Chu Qi to express her love. Chu Qi was obviously very accustomed to this, so she immediately picked her up and went to the main courtyard.

For a few days, Zhao Zilan put a lot of effort into Chu Qi. Chu Qi stayed in her room for ten days without mentioning that there was a woman in the backyard. Zhao Zilan felt a little proud. It seemed that she was really an irrelevant person, otherwise she would not have been able to take a look for her for more than ten days.

Since Zhao Zilan gave up his mind, he no longer insisted on this matter. He began to arrange the affairs of the servants and other matters of the royal family. In the past, the royal family had no mistress, but now he had it. The rules of many things could not be the same as before. On this day, Zhao Zilan arranged to the kitchen of the royal family and called several chefs to the front, intending to change some tricks on the meal to make Chu Qi happy. Then he found a dish of lotus seeds and snowflake soup on the recipe.

This dish is very sweet, but Zhao Zilan has found these days that Chu Qi doesn’t like sweetness at all. However, in this kitchen recipe, it is a dish that he has to cook every day. So the question is, who is the dish for?

Almost immediately, Zhao Zilan instinctively had an ominous premonition. She suddenly guessed that this dish was given to people locked in the backyard.

Zhao Zilan slowly put down the recipe, leaving only the cook who was responsible for making this dish. The cook said tremblingly, "It was for an aunt in the backyard. The aunt had to eat this every day, and her maid came to the kitchen to ask for this dish every day."

When Zhao Zilan heard this, she thought that Chu Qi had just returned in the afternoon and immediately frowned, "What is her maid's name?"

"Call the painting--"

Zhao Zilan smiled coldly and glanced at Xueyan.

At noon, I went to the kitchen to get food and was taken to the front yard. I knelt in front of Zhao Zilan, and my face turned pale.

Zhao Zilan asked lightly, "Who is this aunt, who is her name? Which girl is from?"

He knelt down tremblingly, not wanting to say that, but he knew that this was the princess, so he dared not hide anything at all. He said, "I bought it from the prince later. I don't know my aunt's background, I only know my aunt's name."

Zhao Zilan looked at Jihua and said, "My aunt is Shen Qingrou."
Chapter completed!