Dressed as the favorite concubine of a downhearted prince

When Ye Yuming asked Han Sui to wash the dishes, he actually blurted out what he said. Han Sui said it too swearingly. It felt like Ye Yuming could do it no matter what he said, which made Ye Yuming rebel.

It's not that Han Sui can't do it, it's just that there are some things,? Han Sui won't do it at all.

For example, washing dishes.

The dignified King Jing, the type who has to be waited on even to put on his clothes? You let him do the dishes?

Oh my god,? After Ye Yuming went back, he thought to himself, wouldn't he completely annoy Han Sui now?Does Han Sui think that he is really too ungrateful?

I really want to send a message to Han Sui, saying that he was joking,? Unfortunately,? Communication is really not developed enough.

Ye Yuming, who was lying on the bed, regretted his quick talk.

Washing the dishes is not a big deal, just wash it, it doesn't matter,? But this is really different for King Jing. Asking Han Sui to wash the dishes is tantamount to putting him in the servant's shoes. The position,? For Han Sui, it was actually a kind of humiliation,? Which prince and grandson do you see washing dishes?Even if he was down and out, there were still two or three servants serving him, not to mention that King Jing Ye was really down and out.

"Ah! Am I out of my mind? Why did you tell Han Sui this? It's over."

Tossing and turning on the bed, he didn't fall asleep much that night, and he still wanted to avoid Han Sui, so Ye Yuming slept in at home all morning, and didn't go to the store at all.

So, he didn't know that Han Sui went to the store early in the morning, and he really went to wash the dishes.

"Well, this guest officer, this lord! You are not suitable." The waiter in the shop can naturally see that the person in front of him is unusual, and he is also a friend of the boss. They ate shabu-shabu together last night. Did you come here long ago to make trouble?

"We have a dedicated dish washer, the boss is just joking with you, you can't take it seriously, sir, you should go back quickly, otherwise, why don't you go find our boss?" Seeing that Han Sui really wanted to do something, the waiter hurried Breaking out in a cold sweat: "The boss is not here right now, don't embarrass me, okay?"

"Where's the bowl?" Han Sui had already rolled up his sleeves: "I didn't make things difficult for you. I agreed with your son yesterday, and he knows."

It is really unambiguous at all, the shop waiter dared not tell him, Han Sui touched the back kitchen by himself, and the shop waiter saw that he really wanted to wash, so he could only persuade: "Master, it's not here yet. When washing the dishes, besides, the chef didn't turn on the hot water, otherwise you can wait until our boss comes, and it won't be too late."

When the boss comes, it's none of his business, and he doesn't have to bear the responsibility.

But Han Sui insisted: "Isn't that a bowl?"

It was late yesterday when work was over, and there were indeed some tableware and plates that hadn’t been cleaned up in time. The waiter in the shop laughed bitterly: "Well, there is no hot water."

"Need not."

"Grandpa, lord, you can't do this."

The waiter in the shop tried to persuade him again and again, so he almost wanted to stretch out his hand to grab it, but unfortunately, he didn't dare, so he could only quickly call a boy to the boss's house to call for someone.

When the boy came to send the letter, Ye Yuming hadn't gotten up yet. He was considering whether to tell Han Sui in person that he was joking, and hoped that King Jing would not take it seriously. There is no righteousness in business, and neither can lovers. Do you want to be an enemy?

This is Han Sui's territory, the royal family's world, if he really accidentally ends up with an enemy, will he be able to live well?

"You said, he went? Has he started washing?"

Ye Yuming stepped on his shoes without even putting on his clothes, and the expression on his face was also very interesting: "You didn't stop me?"

"I didn't stop it." The little guy laughed bitterly: "Brother Hu Zi, please come over and tell you quickly, you should go and have a look."

"Okay, I'll go right away."

Said that there will be no delay for a minute, and I usually tidy up when I go out, and I leave today after getting dressed, and even almost tied my belt wrongly, Ye Yuming was also anxious, and ran out after messing with it.

When he got to the door of the store, there were already a few people starting to serve him. He supported the door frame to take a breath so that he would not look too flustered, and then asked the waiter: "Where are you, are you still in the back kitchen?"

"That's not true. Not to mention all the leftover work last night, the dishes of the guests just now were all washed at night. The key point is that our hot water stove is broken today, and the chef can't clean it for a long time. No, there is not even a hot water, boss, what do you think should be done?"

what to do?He also wants to know what to do!

"Han Sui." Ye Yuming opened the curtain of the back kitchen, and saw that Han Sui was still wearing an apron. Scrubbing dishes with red knuckles.

"You, come out."

I didn't know what to say when the words came to my mouth.

This scene did have a certain impact on Ye Yuming, he said so, but there was really no such picture in his mind, so that when Han Sui was actually washing the dishes here, Ye Yuming felt that he was a little bit overwhelmed That energy.

Han Sui raised his head when he heard the movement, then looked at Ye Yuming and smiled: "Why are you in such a panic? Those who don't know think I smashed the store for you."

To be able to calmly joke with Ye Yuming.

"You, do you really wash?" Ye Yuming walked over and looked at the fruits of Han Sui's labor. To be honest, it was really good. Although not much was washed, every plate and dish that he handled was still very clean. , to be honest, it must be much better than Ye Yuming.

"Otherwise, if I promise you, I must keep my word." Han Sui said solemnly, "Besides, it's just a few plates, and it's not a big deal."

"It's really not a big deal, but you, don't you think it's an insult to the royal status?"

If he came out to open a hotpot restaurant, Han Sui would be wiped out. Now that he asked Han Sui to wash the dishes here, would His Royal Highness Prince Jing really accept it?

Sure enough, Han Sui pursed his lips, with a troubled expression on his face: "If you don't tell me, I won't tell you, no one will know."

"Then what if someone finds out?" Ye Yuming asked.

After a moment of silence, Han Sui continued to lower his head to wash the dishes: "If you know it, you will know it."

"Han Sui." Ye Yuming stretched out his hand to hug him: "Don't wash it."

"I promise you."

This was the first time Ye Yuming knew about Han Sui's stubbornness. He agreed to wash the dishes, so he really wanted to wash the dishes. No matter what Ye Yuming said, it was useless, so on this day, His Royal Highness Prince Jing really stayed in the back kitchen. , washed the dishes for a day.

The opening of the new store is coming to an end, the number of people tonight is obviously much less than the previous two days, and the excitement that should be gathered is almost over. Ye Yuming flipped through the ledger, looked at the income of the last two days, and kept looking at the back kitchen.

"Is he still there?"

The waiter in the shop sighed: "Yeah, looking at someone like your noble son, I didn't expect him to be really able to work. At first, he was a little slow, but later he became more proficient. If you break a plate or bowl, let alone such a nobleman, even an ordinary dishwashing worker will have his hands tremble after a day's work, but this one didn't."

"Understood." As soon as the shop waiter finished speaking, Han Sui came out of the back kitchen. His apron had been taken off, and his clothes were clean and tidy. It was not at all obvious that he had been washing dishes in the back kitchen for a whole day. I don't know. I thought he just came out of some banquet.

"Master, you worked hard today." The waiter in the shop cheered, and quickly poured hot tea for him: "Drink some tea to warm your body."

"No need." Han Sui refused, and then looked at Ye Yuming: "There is a messenger from Beijing, I have to go back first."

"Yeah." Ye Yuming lowered his head, as if he didn't dare to look at Han Sui: "Go ahead, my master will go home and sleep in a while."

"Okay, I'll come back tomorrow."

Han Sui was about to leave after finishing speaking, Ye Yuming hurried out from behind the counter, caught up with him, and handed Han Sui a money bag: "I don't need to use the wages I gave you tomorrow."

Weighing the purse in his hand, Han Sui looked inexplicable: "What do you mean?"

"It's not interesting, you, rest early." After speaking, he turned and went back, no matter how he looked at his back, he seemed to be running away.

When the waiter came out again, he only saw his own boss, wondering: "That master is gone? Hey, I also said to get him some chilblain medicine to wipe it on. This uncle looks like his skin is tender and he hasn't done rough work. Soak it in cold water. After such a day, if you don’t apply some medicine, you will definitely suffer when you go back.”

"What about the medicine?"

"Here, why do people leave?"

Ye Yuming took the plaster from the shop's second-hand shop, and ran to chase after the person, and finally saw Han Sui's back at the corner of the street.

Under the moonlight, it is even more lonely.

"Han Sui! Just wait!"

Ye Yuming ran out of breath, and pressed his stomach when he came to Han Sui. He hadn't exercised for a long time, and suddenly ran so fast that he got out of breath, and his stomach hurts intermittently.

"You, wait." Holding Han Sui's arm, Ye Yuming panted, "I'll take this back for you and wipe my hands."

"It hurts?" Han Sui put his arms around Ye Yuming halfway, shifted his weight onto himself, and pressed his hands on it: "Why are you running in such a hurry?"

While talking, he rubbed Ye Yuming's stomach so gently that Ye Yuming felt embarrassed: "I'm fine, here's for you, soak in cold water for a day, take it home and wipe your hands, so as not to get frostbite."

"Okay." Han Sui agreed, Ye Yuming's hand was still held by Han Sui, he was a little uncomfortable, he struggled a little, looked down at the shadow under his feet: "I'm going back."

"I send you."

"No, you don't want to meet some messenger. I know the way on my own."

"Send you off." Han Sui had already taken Ye Yuming's hand and turned back: "Does it still hurt? Next time, don't run in such a hurry. If there is anything wrong, just ask someone to tell you. You don't have to chase it yourself."

"I don't, I'm not..." Ye Yuming, who wanted to deny it, felt that Han Sui's hand was slightly cold, which was obviously different from the hot palm before. Han Sui is a martial arts practitioner with relatively strong firepower, and few hands are so cold when.

Thinking about the reason, Ye Yuming felt even more uncomfortable. Compared with Han Sui's various actions, he seemed to be making trouble for no reason. That feeling was a bit suffocating.

"Do you think I'm vexatious?" Ye Yuming's voice was a little low: "I'm talking about letting you do the dishes. I don't really want you to do the dishes. I just want to see if you can do it. Because some things may really be different from what you and I understand."

"No, I don't think you are making trouble for no reason. It's okay. I can do whatever you want me to do, or there are some things I don't understand or understand, but give me a little time, and I believe I can do it."

"Okay?"

okay?okay?okay?He asked Ye Yuming one sentence at a time, and even he didn't have an answer. It was much faster for the two of them to walk back. Ye Yuming had already reached the door of the house before he could feel the passage of time.

"Go in, get some rest early, and if you're fine tomorrow, I'll come and see you."

"your hands……"

"Don't worry, I will take the medicine properly." Han Sui smiled at him: "If you are worried, you can come over tomorrow for a checkup."