Chapter 170
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"If Royal Highness doesn't love her, with your current relationship with her, you can still be considered friends. Isn't it a good thing to let your friend go far away to fulfill her wish? If Royal Highness loves her, you can't bear to tie her to your side and let her fall into a vortex, right? "
"According to your words, This King should let her go no matter what?"
He was clearly in the right in this matter, but at this moment, he couldn't say a word.
Because today, Feng Muyu's words were like a resounding slap to his face, waking him up.
"That's not necessarily true. Whether you love her or not, it's her choice whether to leave or not."
Heh! Her choice?
She wanted to leave and wished she could grow wings and fly out.
"If Royal Highness doesn't say anything, I'll take it as your tacit agreement."
Feng Muyu looked at Ki Chien-chul, his eyes full of confidence.
Yes, this was Feng Muyu.
"What are you talking about?" At this moment, Wei Ziyao rushed in from outside. She saw the two of them sitting at the stone table with serious expressions.
As soon as she jumped in, Feng Muyu stood up with a smile. "Let's talk about your cooking skills. Previously, you made Beggar's Chicken twice in the epidemic area. I will never forget that taste. I really don't know when I can taste it again."
They … ate Beggar's Chicken together?
What was Beggar's Chicken? What did it taste like? How was it made?
Ki Chien-chul wanted to know crazily, but at this moment, he could only clench his fists and sit at the stone table.
"Hey! I've already promised you the Manchu Han Imperial Banquet. Do you still lack those two Beggar's Chicken? Root! Go kill the chicken! "
After shouting, Wei Ziyao turned around and smiled at Princess Consort Xian. "Imperial Sister-in-law, why don't you stay for dinner today?"
"You, you made it? This is your courtyard? "
Princess Consort Xian couldn't believe that this farmhouse-style courtyard was actually Princess Yin's courtyard.
"That's right. I planted all these things. I even raised some small animals. Oh right, I even raised a dog. His Highness the Ninth Prince gave it to me."
Hearing this, Feng Muyu nodded. "I saw the Ninth Prince a few days ago. He told me that he gave his … ahem, dog to a sister. So it was you. Then let's go and take a look. Royal Highness, let's go?"
He turned to look at Ki Chien-chul. He knew that Ki Chien-chul was afraid of dogs.
"Aiya, he's afraid of dogs. Let's go."
Wei Ziyao was like a child who had a guest at home, pulling Princess Consort Xian towards the inner courtyard.
Ki Chien-chul stood alone in the same place, watching Wei Ziyao's receding figure.
She was only going to the backyard, but why did she feel so uncomfortable?
After a round of appreciation, Ki Chien-chul was still sitting at the stone table.
The chicken had been killed and was just waiting to be wrapped in lotus leaves.
Wei Ziyao looked at Ki Chien-chul's absent-minded appearance and felt a bit strange.
Seeing that there was no one around, Feng Muyu turned the soil for the herbs in the backyard. Prince Xian and Princess Consort Xian were studying the stove and stove.
Wei Ziyao took the opportunity to ask, "What's wrong with Royal Highness? He's not happy. "
Ki Chien-chul originally didn't plan to say it, but she asked, so he still said it.
"Can't you see that Feng Muyu said those words on purpose?"
"En? I can see it. "Wei Ziyao nodded normally.
"He said those words to deliberately sow discord between us. You actually believed him."
"So what? What's there to sow discord between us? Our feelings are just that. " Wei Ziyao said as she grabbed a tomato from the table and took a bite. "Besides, not only do you men like understanding little sisters, we women also like understanding little brothers."
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