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Feng Qingliu, who was hiding outside the door and heard his parents' conversation, had hatred in his eyes.

"Feng Qingjiu, it's all your fault, bitch."

...............

A cozy courtyard.

Feng Qingjiu was still reading the pornographic book with great interest.

Ye Xiumo was woken up by hunger.

"Fairy sister, Amo is so hungry!" Ye Xiumo said, touching his shriveled stomach.

Hearing him say he was hungry, Feng Qingjiu closed the pornographic book and touched his stomach: "I'm a little hungry too, let's go and eat."

"Please leave these sketchbooks with me!"

Ye Xiumo nodded: "Well... OK!"

"Oh, my Lord, how did you get up there? It's too dangerous..." Suddenly, Jiang Zhao's worried voice came from below.

Ye Xiumo looked towards the courtyard: "Hey... Nanny, why are you here?"

Jiang Zhao said, "It's so late and you haven't returned to the palace yet. Come and pick you up!"

"Seventeen, why don't you go up and carry the prince down!" Jiang Zhao looked at his son beside him.

"No need, I'll take him downstairs." After Feng Qingjiu said that, she hugged Ye Xiumo's waist and landed in the yard with a "whoosh".

Jiang Zhao immediately went over and took his own prince to check him over: "Prince, are you okay?"

Ye Xiumo shook his head: "Nothing's wrong!"

After receiving the report, Song Shu hurried over and bowed slightly to Jiang Zhao: "Madam Jiang!"

Jiang Zhao was the maid who came with the late queen as a dowry, and was also Ye Xiumo's wet nurse.

Jiang Zhao also returned the greeting: "Hello, Madam Song!"

"Mom...is there anything left to eat? My daughter and A-Mo are hungry!" Feng Qingjiu touched her stomach.

Song Shu glanced at her daughter coquettishly: "Child, you have to eat even if you are reading a book. Now you know you are hungry!"

Hearing this, Jiang Zhao looked at his own prince distressedly: "Prince, have you not eaten yet?"

Ye Xiumo replied: "Nanny, Ah Mo was reading with Fairy Sister and fell asleep without knowing it."

Jiang Zhao looked at Song Shu with a hint of blame in his words!

"Madam Song, although my prince's IQ is somewhat different from other princes, he is still the son of the current emperor. Is it inappropriate for him to come to your house and still be hungry?"

Song Shu lowered her head!

Feng Qingjiu looked at Nanny Jiang and smiled, "Hello, Nanny Jiang. It was Ah Jiu's fault today. I won't do it again. As long as the prince comes, we will make sure he is well fed and well-drinking."

Ye Xiumo stepped in to defend her, "Nanny, don't blame Aunt Song and Sister Fairy. It was Ah Mo who didn't want to eat."

Looking at the appearance of his own prince, Jiang Zhao sighed softly: "Ah...you!"

"Achun, go prepare meals for the prince and the young lady." Song Shu looked at Wang Chun who was standing aside.

Wang Chun: "Yes, ma'am!"

Song Shu smiled lightly: "Madam Jiang, it was Song Shu's negligence today. I hope Madam Jiang will forgive me."

"Let's go to the front hall and wait for a while. Dinner will be ready soon."

...............

Then they came to the front hall, and Feng Qingjiu realized that the food on the table had not been touched.

I suddenly felt a little guilty: "Mom, didn't I tell you to eat first?"

Song Shu took the bag from her daughter and said, "Mom is not hungry, so I will wait for you."

Looking at the cold food on the table, Jiang Zhao frowned: "Madam Song, when you said wait a moment, do you mean to have someone heat up these cold meals for the prince?"

After hearing this, Song Shu didn't know how to respond for a moment.

In response to Madam Jiang's words, Feng Qingjiu said speechlessly: "Madam Jiang, my mother has never eaten these. So, will it be okay if I heat them up and let the prince eat them?"

Ye Xiumo shook Jiang Zhao's arm and said, "Nanny, these are Ah Mo's favorite foods. Aunt Chun's meals are the most delicious!"

Jiang Zhao: "Your Majesty, the food is already cold. If we heat it up, it will be just like leftovers. How can you, with your noble status, eat leftovers?"

Seventeen pulled his mother and said, "Mom, please stop talking."

Jiang Zhao hit his son and said, "I don't blame you yet! You bring the prince out every day just to eat leftovers?"

Feng Qingjiu rolled her eyes and said, "Madam Jiang, the living conditions here in my house can only be like this. If you can't stand it, take Ah Mo back to the palace!"

"I'm afraid if you stay any longer, I won't even be in the mood to eat."

Song Shu scolded in a low voice: "Ajiu...!"

Jiang Zhao: "Miss Feng, what do you mean by this?"

Feng Qingjiu: "It doesn't mean anything!"

Ye Xiumo frowned: "Nanny, the food made by Aunt Chun is not leftovers, it's delicious. Ah Mo doesn't allow you to say that!"

"The food cooked by the chefs in the palace is not as delicious as that cooked by Aunt Chun and her friends."

Looking at the prince with an angry face, Jiang Zhao said, "Okay, okay, the nurse was wrong. It's not leftovers. As long as you like to eat it, it's fine."

After a while, Wang Chun, Wang Qiu and Xia Ling heated up all the food.

Looking at the food on the table, Feng Qingjiu's stomach growled.

"Madam Jiang, how about you have something to eat with us?" Song Shu asked.

Jiang Zhao waved his hand: "No need."

I can finally eat it!

Feng Qingjiu picked up the chopsticks and immediately picked up a piece of fish and put it into his mouth: "Hmm... This fish is so delicious, Ah Mo, you should eat it too."

Feng Qingjiu picked up a piece with his chopsticks and put it into Ye Xiumo's bowl.

System: [Host, can you pay attention to your image in front of outsiders? ]

Fengqing Wine: [What image should we pay attention to before eating? Food is the first necessity of the people. ]

Seeing this scene, Jiang Zhao was about to speak when he saw his prince immediately pick up the piece of fish and put it into his mouth.

“Mmm… so delicious!”

Seeing his prince's satisfied and happy expression, Jiang Zhao finally smiled.

Forget it, as long as the prince is happy, this family doesn’t look like the kind of people who would harm the prince.

After eating and drinking, a few people sat down and chatted!

Jiang Zhao looked at his son and asked quietly, "Seventeen, which girl do you like?"

Seventeen replied shyly: "Mom, it's Dongxue who is wearing blue clothes right opposite you."

Jiang Zhao looked up!

I saw the girl opposite me, she looked cold and aloof, and she was also very beautiful!

Is this kid Seventeen crazy?

How could he be worthy of such a beautiful girl!

Seventeen: "Mom, what do you think?"

Jiang Zhao: "Mother thinks this girl has a very good temperament. You are too high a target! Give up! There is no hope."

Dongxue found that the mother and son's eyes were always on her, and she felt very uncomfortable.

"Madam, Miss, I will go outside to take a look."

After saying that, he disappeared in a flash!

Looking at this superb martial arts, Jiang Zhao once again felt that his own son was not worthy of him.