The princess relies on the cat to get the upper hand + special episode

"What does Mr. Xiao Lang want?"

"Ten strings one by one." Huang Xing opened his mouth and reported.

Le Ning was not surprised at all. In fact, even though they had prepared enough food for the lantern festival, she could foresee that most of the people behind might not be able to get a taste of it at all.

Huang Xing saw this kid's familiar movements. There were mutton, mushrooms, and eggplants strewn on the bamboo slices. The other party quickly brushed the oil, and soon released strings of scents. Finally, he couldn't help but be speechless: "What are you doing?" What kind of loss-making business did you use so much oil?"

Le Ning smiled at him, and said slowly: "My master has a unique method."

Oh, the family runs an oil shop, Huang Xing thought.

He looked around and saw the dark water in a bamboo cup not far from the bronze tripod, he couldn't help asking: "What is that?"

"Sour plum juice, five cents a tube."

Huang Xing was not short of money, so he said, "Bring it and let me have a taste."

Maybe it was because he had stood in front of this tripod for too long, he was indeed a little hot, and he was ready to feel a little sour when he heard the name, but when the bamboo tube was brought to his lips, his nose smelled a sweet fragrance first.

Huang Chen paused, put the sour plum juice to his lips, the soft sweetness in his mouth instantly conquered him, the heat all over his body subsided unconsciously, he tasted it carefully, the sweetness was slightly sour, But it didn't have the astringent taste of plums, but instead had a faint sweetness. His tongue could only taste the faint smell of tangerine peel in it for a while.

"Take it well, Mr. Lang. Ten skewers of mutton, ten skewers of mushrooms, and ten skewers of eggplant and melon. If you like it, you can visit Zougong Restaurant in Jurenfang some other day. There are more new products to try."

"A total of 85 essays." Le Ning said with a smile.

Huang Chen was stunned for a moment, the tip of his nose had been captured by the skewers with five-spice powder and cumin, and the enthusiasm in his body had receded, so he immediately responded in a good mood: "I will definitely go someday, only this sour plum juice You need to give me another one."

Le Ning followed suit one by one. Not long after, Huang Xing held thirty skewers in one hand and sour plum juice in a bamboo tube in the other. He was about to turn around and leave when he suddenly felt something hooked around his waist.

When he lowered his head, he saw a gray-white ball biting his purse. Seeing him turn around, he let go and squatted back. His round eyes looked at him faintly, and then he uttered: "Meow~"

Translated into human language is two words:

give money.

The author has something to say: Your Highness: I can be cute and collect money, am I awesome?

Chapter 7

Because the food was good, Huang Xing was in a hurry to take the things back to his aunt, so he forgot to give the money for a while, but now he was reminded by a half-grown cat, so he finally realized it.

He put down the sour plum juice in the bamboo tube, and took out another sling of copper coins from his waist, because half of it had been used before, and there were only about 200 coins left on it. Zhen, then looked up at Le Ning:

"You raccoon slave is very smart, why don't you sell it to me as well?"

If my aunt saw this strange little guy, she would definitely feel much happier.

When Lu Wanzhen heard his words, the lanugo hairs on his back that hadn't been replaced all stood upright——

When she was taken from home to Duke Lu's mansion when she was a child, this big cousin Lu Xing used to scare her with the dead Zhuyeqing. Now that she has become the prince, he wants to use her as a toy?

Lu Wanzhen ignored the fact that he had turned into a cat from a living person at this moment, and felt greatly offended. His back was arched instinctively, his tail was raised high, and he looked at Huang Chen's hand vigilantly.

Then, she remembered that Huang Xing had practiced martial arts since childhood, and if this happened, she would not be able to escape from this Huang Chen's palm, so she lowered her hind limbs, turned her head, and called out to Le Ning in a weak, pitiful and helpless voice One sound:

"Meow……"

I'm so cute, are you willing to sell me?

Le Ning had no such intentions at all, if it wasn't for this cat, she still doesn't know how long it would take her to adapt to this dynasty, at least she would never have accepted her fate so quickly.

Thinking of this, she smiled slightly at Huang Chen, and said in refusal: "A gentleman doesn't take what others like, my lord, this raccoon means a lot to me, I can't give up my love, and I hope my lord will make it happen."

Huang Chen raised his eyebrows, but he was not persistent, he just gave the copper coins, picked up the sour plum juice again, and left briskly.

Behind him, Lu Wanzhen watched him quietly as he disappeared into the crowd.

Walking in front of the carriage of Duke Lu's mansion, Huang Xing handed the things into the carriage with a smile on his face, and the maid took it. He waited and waited before asking, "Auntie, how's the taste?"

"What Chen'er likes must be very good." There was a laughing sound from inside the car.

Huang Xing rubbed his nose, consciously fulfilling most of his parents' entrustment, after thinking about it, he added: "Aunt, don't worry about the affairs in the palace, left and right... that person is not from my aunt, and now I only hope for her good luck." People have their own nature."

The person who said this, Huang Xing, didn't know, he almost grabbed and squeezed the lucky person he said just now.

"I'm not worried about this. It's just that the matter of my sister-in-law first came first, and then the matter of Wan Zhen. I am worried about the elder sister... I am afraid that the saint will feel uncomfortable." , Which emperor can not be angry?

On a bigger scale, the people behind this are daring, murdering the dragon's heir, and committing an unforgivable crime.

Hearing what his aunt said, the smile disappeared from Lu Chen's face, his eyes were as cold as stars, and after a long while, he said calmly: "The Duke's Mansion will not let that bad guy go."