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Chapter 249

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Chen Ning's eyes turned and she suddenly revealed a smile.

"Your highness is truly lucky. Little sister Bi Yun is truly considerate towards you. Now she's even rushing over to bring you food. It really makes one envious."

Chu Shao Yang turned around and saw Chen Bi Yun's slim figure appear in his line of sight. Lan Xiang was holding a box of food right behind her.

It was clear that she had been dressed up today. Her eyebrows were lightly painted and her lips were dyed red. Before she even arrived, a fragrant wind had already blown over.

"Yun 'er, why are you here again? Didn't the imperial physician tell you to rest in bed and nurture the fetus? "

Chu Shao Yang slightly knit his brows. It seemed like he was unhappy, but he still thoughtfully helped her fix her hair that had been messed up by the wind.

Chen Bi Yun's red lips slightly opened and she said with a smile, "Your highness came early in the morning and didn't even have breakfast. Yun 'er came to bring food for your highness."

Chu Shao Yang did not even have time to speak before Chen Ning smiled and said, "Little sister really came at the right time. This princess and his highness were talking about how hungry I was and little sister immediately came to bring food. We've been sisters for so many years, but I have never tasted the food that little sister has made. Little sister wouldn't mind letting this princess and his highness taste little sister's cooking, right?"

Chen Bi Yun was stunned. It was like she had just seen Chen Ning. She walked over and bowed to Chen Ning. Then she said with a smile, "So elder sister is also here. It really is a coincidence, little sister didn't know that elder sister would come this early, so I only prepared food for his highness. Lan Xiang, quickly go back and bring some breakfast for elder sister."

The fragrance she gave off today was even thicker than yesterday. Chen Ning did not cover her nose and took a few deep breaths.

"What, this princess can't eat the food given to His Highness? Or did you put some special ingredients in the food? "Chen Ning gave a lazy smile as she slightly narrowed her eyes.

"Elder sister is joking. Little sister is preparing sweet dumplings for his highness. His highness likes to eat salty ones, so little sister remembers that elder sister likes sweet ones. Lan Xiang, why aren't you cooking some sweet dumplings for elder sister!" Chen Bi Yun shouted at Lan Xiang.

"There's no need, there's no need. The dumplings that little sister personally made are little sister's feelings for his highness. As an elder sister, how can I not be tactful? You can slowly feed his highness." Chen Ning smiled as she waved her hand. Then she said, "What kind of fragrance is little sister using? It seems even more fragrant than yesterday. "

The smile on Chen Bi Yun's face froze, but she quickly said as if nothing had happened, "It's not some expensive spice. If elder sister likes it, I'll have Lan Xiang send some over later."

"Alright, then I'll have to thank little sister." Chen Ning giggled as she pulled her horse to the side. She pulled a few stalks of grass to feed the date red horse.

Chu Shao Yang quickly finished eating the dumplings and looked at Chen Ning from the corner of his eyes. Seeing her relaxed appearance, it didn't seem like she was looking for the culprit at all. His heart filled with anger.

"Your highness, you've finished eating?" It was like Chen Ning had eyes in the back of her head. She suddenly turned around with a smile and said, "Since you're full, do you dare to compete with me to see whose horse is faster?"

"Hum! Are you worthy? " Chu Shao Yang gave a cold snort as he looked at the date red horse she was riding with disdain, "Your horse isn't bad, but with your riding skills, you aren't even worthy of carrying this king's shoes!"

"Is that so? It's still the same words, don't be too confident. If your highness loses, you will be slapping your own face. If you don't compete, how will you know who won or lost? "