[Quick Wear] On strike, please don't disturb your ex

Chapter 150 The Maids in the Palace Are on Strike (20)

By the time he finished his work, it was almost time for dinner.

Because Song Liaoye would not necessarily eat in his palace when he was in the palace, sometimes he would go to Shen Fanli's place.

She has a small kitchen, and the cook was hired by Song Liaoye at a high price and can cook a variety of dishes.

Someone from the kitchen came in advance to ask whether the prince wanted to have dinner at Mingkaiyuan, and Song Liaoye nodded.

When Song Liaoye arrived at Mingkaiyuan, Shen Fanli was about to have dinner.

"Why don't you wait for me today?"

"Greetings, Your Majesty." Two voices sounded at the same time.

"Go away." Song Liaoye waved his hand casually, lifted his robe and sat down next to Shen Fanli.

Then someone brought another set of bowls and chopsticks.

"Your Highness." Shen Fanli stopped eating with his chopsticks and greeted him.

Seeing her stop, Song Liaoye reached out and put a few dishes into her bowl.

As he picked up the crab, he said, "Eat it. Don't you like crab meat? Eat more so you can gain weight."

If I gain some weight, maybe fewer people will be concerned about me.

After a while, the food in Shen Fanli's bowl was piled up like a small mountain.

Shen Fanli looked at the small mountain in the bowl and had no idea how to start.

Shen Fanli had originally asked Bi'er and Jing'er to sit down and have dinner together today, but they both shook their heads and said that the prince was in the mansion today and might have dinner with her.

Bi'er and Jing'er, who had just gone out, were also thinking that it was a good thing that they did not sit down to have a meal with the girl.

Otherwise, if the prince also came to dine with us, it would be an insubordination.

Shen Fanli ate half of it and couldn't eat any more.

Seeing this, Song Liaoye tapped the edge of the bowl with his chopsticks and said, "Eat all of this."

Shen Fanli shook his head and said softly: "My Lord, I can't eat."

Song Liaoye let out a light sigh, took the person's bowl and ate all the food in it.

Just as he was about to move, Shen Fanli hurriedly stopped him, "Your Majesty, don't..."

Song Liaoye gently pushed the man's hand away, "Why not?"

"This king does not like to waste food. Many soldiers and civilians on the border are starving, while those in the capital are living in extravagance and indulgence..."

The emperor sits high in the palace of extravagance and luxury, and is completely unaware of the suffering of the people and the dangers on the border. The royal family is always calculating, the pampered royal children, the narrow-minded prince...

Song Liaoye suddenly remembered that the person next to him was Shen Fanli, not his confidant.

Although he told her that it was nothing, Song Liaoye still didn't want people to see the intrigues and sufferings of the people behind the prosperity of Shangjing City...

Firstly, he really didn't like wasting food; secondly, he just wanted to eat the food in her bowl.

The food in her bowl seemed to taste better than the one he was eating.

When Shen Fanli heard people say this, it was really hard for her to empathize. She grew up in the palace, had no worries about food and drink, and was raised like a rich lady. She didn't know the sufferings of the world, nor did she experience the poor days of not having enough food. The late princess was kind-hearted and would give out porridge every once in a while. Shen Fanli grew up with the late princess since she was a child, and she would help those poor families within her ability.

But she could also figure out something from Song Liaoye's few words.

She thought, he was really dissatisfied with the royal family...

Song Liaoye quickly changed the subject, "Didn't you say you would deliver the sachet today? Why didn't you go?"

She glanced at his waist and saw only a jade pendant and nothing else.

I can't describe the emotion in my heart.

He shook his head and said softly, "I didn't say I would go there myself. I had something else to do, so I asked Bi'er to go."

Song Liaoye nodded.

After everyone had cleared the plates, bowls, and chopsticks from the table, Song Liaoye looked at Shen Fanli who was pruning flower branches, as if he suddenly remembered something.

Today he waited for a long time but no one came. Finally, a maid brought the sachet to him. Song Liaoye was a little unhappy and thought of what happened yesterday.

He stood behind the man, his facial features were sharp and angular, and he was very handsome, and his tone was somewhat interested, "By the way, yesterday, the Dali Temple Shaoqing Lord Wen came to ask to see the king. Can you guess what he wanted to see the king for?"

Shen Fanli paused for a moment, then continued to cut off the branch. She shook her head, "Fanli doesn't know, please tell me, Your Majesty."

Song Liaoye stared at Shen Fanli's expression, observing her changes.

He said slowly, "He came to visit me yesterday. He came for you."

Hearing this, Shen Fanli's eyes changed slightly. She lowered her eyes and did not speak.

Song Liaoye noticed this subtle change and continued, "He said that he wants to marry you and ask this king for you."

"what do you say?"

Shen Fanli was a little surprised and looked up at him.

The two looked at each other. Song Liaoye could see the surprise and astonishment in Shen Fanli's glass-colored eyes, and Shen Fanli could also see the coldness in Song Liaoye's eyes.

After a long while, Shen Fanli just said: "It depends on what the prince means. If the prince allows, I will go to the Wen Mansion. If the prince does not want to, then I will stay in the palace."

Her voice was calm.

But after hearing Shen Fanli's words, Song Liaoye lost his composure.

His breathing was a little heavy, as if he was suppressing some emotion.

She said word by word: "Shen Fanli, do you also want to leave me?"

Just like his father and mother, they left him.

Shen Fanli looked deep into his black eyes and discovered the sorrow and pain hidden in him, and she was a little surprised.

He shook his head, "I never thought of it that way, Your Majesty."

Hearing that the person said that he had never thought of leaving his side, Song Liaoye pursed his lips slightly, and then he pulled the person into his arms.

"Don't move, let me hold you."

Shen Fanli didn't move and let people hold her.

She found that she still couldn't just treat people as masters.

After all, they also have countless beautiful pasts...

Since the death of the previous princess and prince, Song Liaoye, who was only a teenager, had been supporting the Prince Qi's mansion alone.

At the same time, I always wake up from my sleep late at night. Over time, I feel very bad.

Later, Shen Fanli stayed with him for nearly a month before he gradually got better.

He would call her sister in a sweet voice, and whenever he went out, he would send her flowers, cakes and other things. In the past two years, he started to bring back jewelry for her, from somewhere.

He risked his life to save her, and at that critical moment, he also protected her tightly and didn't let her get hurt at all...

Their past is not all bad.

Shen Fanli couldn't bear to be cruel to others...

After Song Liaoye let the man go, Shen Fanli understood Song Liaoye's personality. He hated people coveting her or getting too close to her the most. Such people would usually be taught a lesson by Song Liaoye so that they would not dare to get close to her again.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he still asked, "Your Majesty, has Lord Wen returned to the Wen Mansion safely?"

Song Liaoye's mood, which had just recovered, fell to the bottom. She actually worried about the safety of another man in front of him.

He took a step back, his dark eyes returned to their previous state, staring straight at Shen Fanli, "You are worried about him!"