Your Highness always wants to attack me

Chapter 52 The Sick Crown Prince (8)

"God is watching what you do. If you do something like this, it's good that it doesn't turn you into a ghost immediately!"

Liu Yi said angrily.

Hearing this, the girl just curled her lips together and didn't reply a single word.

Ming Cen didn't stay here for too long, after about half a stick of incense, she got up and left.

"Stop when you get to Fu Ji Tang."

When my father was not in the palace, he was very fond of the signature rose red cake of this family, and Ming Cen would occasionally bring some for him when he left the palace.

I haven't bought it for a long time, so it doesn't hurt to buy some today.

The wheels were rumbling, and they slowly stopped at the door of a teahouse.

Ming Cenfang got out of the car and casually raised his eyes to see the dark jade figure.

Ming Cen: "..."

In the past, Ming Cen had to resist the urge to sleep and get up early to squat so that he could squat for a few moments of his time.

Now... the luck of meeting twice a day will come sooner rather than later, and she will come after she sees him shopping with others.

Ming Cen felt that he didn't want to talk to him very much, so he held his breath and just slightly nodded at Xie Huaiyu who had just walked out of Fuji Hall, and then rubbed shoulders without looking sideways.

This time it was Xie Huaiyu who was stunned.

Xie's mother and the old shopkeeper of Fujitang have known each other for many years, and they have a deep relationship, so every time he comes, the old man always has to chat with him.

After all, he was considered an elder, and he was kind, so it was not easy for him to take the face of the old shopkeeper.

But he never expected to meet her during the few quarters of an hour he missed.

Xie Huaiyu's gaze was slightly concentrated, and he subconsciously took a step forward, but saw her passing him expressionlessly, without saying a word to him.

It was the exact opposite of how I saw him in the past.

Xie Huaiyu paused, his pure black peach eyes inadvertently passed the carriage where Ming Cen was sitting, and the hand that was about to reach out was stuck in midair.

……

"there is none left?"

"Yes, yes..." Xiao Yi looked at Ming Cen, whose face was obviously not good-looking, and replied vaguely, "It's really unfortunate that the last two boxes of rose cakes were bought by Prime Minister Xie."

Ming Cen: "..."

"I can share a box with Your Highness."

A low hoarse voice sounded from behind, and Xie Huaiyu turned around and returned to the building, standing a few steps away from her.

He lowered his eyes, looked at Ming Cen, and said softly, "Do you want it, Your Highness?"

Ming Cen was dazzled for a moment by this man's rare and humble beauty, it was really hard to see such a soft-spoken appearance.

After taking a few deep breaths, Ming Cen politely and "gently" refused: "Thank you, Prime Minister, but I don't always like to win people's love, and I don't like to touch other people's things, I still have time to wait for a few boxes of pastries. "

A busy person like you still has time to go shopping with others, why can't she have some leisure time as a nominal prince?
After speaking, Ming Cen told Xiao Er to bring her a few plates of pastries, and then went upstairs directly.

Xiaoyi: "...I think you will regret your bravado in the near future."

Mingcen: "How is that possible?? Is it possible that because the one being loved is so confident, the one who wants to love me has to swallow my anger?"

Xiaoyi: "........."

what the hell? ?
Fujitang's pastries have always been famous, Ming Cen looked at the several plates of exquisite pastries on the table, and was very hungry.

Most of the sullenness that had been caused by Xie Huaiyu disappeared, and he couldn't wait to pick up a piece and put it in his mouth.

Because of this fragile body, Ming Cen didn't know how long it was since he touched sweet snacks.

After a while, the plate of pear blossom cake was mostly empty.

As soon as Xie Huaiyu came up, he saw Ming Cen with a teacup in his left hand and a piece of cake in his right, with some crumbs on the corner of his bright red mouth.

The thin lips could not help but bend upwards, and the perfectly curved facial features softened a bit.

Seeing him coming up suddenly, the pear cake that Ming Cen was about to swallow suddenly stuck in his throat.

"Cough, cough, cough!"

Ming Cen coughed from choking, and when he subconsciously wanted to pour some tea down his throat, a bony hand poured the tea into another teacup one step ahead of her.

"Slow down." Xie Huaiyu handed the tea to her mouth, with a hint of a smile in his words, "I won't touch Your Highness's pear cake."

(End of this chapter)