Don't talk about money and hurt feelings!Marquis【Crossover】

What Xu Ziying meant was to send Shen Anhuai away and make a little excessive demands, so that this spoiled and pampered young man would retreat in spite of difficulties.

But you can't let him go to the sky to catch the moon, let's go to the sea to catch the turtle, after all, he is the son of the eldest son, so he should take care of it to some extent.

So Xu Ziying asked him to work on his own stove, saying that he wanted to eat this and that, and then asked Shen Anhuai to go back to study, but the result was not as expected.

For example, in that carp soup, the prince directly scraped the scales of the fish with the sword bestowed by the former emperor, and when he put it into the pot, he used sugar as salt, and was frightened by the fish thumping in the pot with his stomach open, and almost leaked the pot , Did not dare to enter the kitchen for two days.

Why did Xu Ziying know this, because it was Shizi who personally told him when he brought a pot of green carp soup, which drove away all the customers in the shop, and then Shizi and his pot were invited out together.

"Your Majesty." Xu Ziying looked at the dark and unknown thing in front of him on a gold plate, and shifted his eyes to Shen Anhuai who looked expectant, and said with difficulty.

"If you think I'm playing tricks on you with my bad attitude, just tell me, can you stop sending this kind of thing to torture me every day?"

"What is a thing! This is lotus meat, which was made by my son. How can you, how can you..."

It was impossible for Shen Anhuai to lose his temper with him. He felt that his hard work was being ruined for the first time, and his face flushed red.

Xu Ziying regretted throwing a rock at her own foot, and heard Shen Anhuai say aggrievedly: "Ying'er..."

Xu Ziying rubbed the center of her brows: "Senior, can you stop calling me that? I'm ten years older than you."

He felt like he was playing house with a child.

Shen Anhuai heard this as pushing him away, stood up and slammed his palms on the table, and said angrily: "This son treats you so sincerely and cooks delicious food for you. My grandmother has never eaten anything I made. !"

"Don't be my son, your grandmother is so kind to you, you must not harm her."

"you!"

Xu Ziying was afraid that the prince would be angry and do something wrong, so he added patiently: "Some dishes are more difficult, so why don't you make some simple ones, how about taking your time?"

Shen Anhuai couldn't listen, and snorted heavily: "You don't want to eat what I'm doing, what's the point!" After speaking, he ran away.

Wait until Shen Anhuai disappears.Xu Ziying blinked while sitting on the mat, and Xu Yu beside him said, "Hehe, finally got rid of this follower?"

Xu Ziying shrugged, continued to work on the things in his hands, and said casually, "I hope so."

As expected, Shen Anhuai hadn't been here since Shen Anhuai left in anger that day. Xu Ziying was happy and at ease. The Chinese New Year was coming soon, and more and more orders were made, which made him earn a fortune.

In the middle of the night, the main house of Yanhou Mansion was still brightly lit, and the room was warm. Xu Ziying sat at the table and counted money, and the candlestick beside him was dim and hazy.

Rong Feiyan lay on the bed with his head propped on one hand and looked at him, his black hair was loose and drooping, and his jacket was wide open, revealing his strong muscles, winding down in the shadow of his lower abdomen.

Xu Ziying didn't even look at such a sexy picture of a handsome man. In his opinion, the banknote in his hand looked much better than any handsome man.

Rong Feiyan gave a slight breath: "Yingying, it's too late, let's rest."

Xu Ziying didn't raise her head: "Go to bed first."

"I can only fall asleep with my arms around you, Yingying."

Xu Ziying gave him a look: "How old are you?"

Rong Fei was tired of boasting: "Five months."

"A lot more than five months."

Many of them are the children of different races whose mothers had trouble giving birth when they were in Daying, and they are now five months old.

Rong Fei kept saying that he should be raised as their child, since the two of them are together, Xu Ziying might as well raise him after thinking about it.

It's so pitiful to be born an orphan.

Moreover, it was Rong Feiyan's initiative to let the child take Xu Ziying's surname and Xu Ziying's name.

Of course Xu Ziying would not refuse this kind of thing. With a big wave of his hand, he took a brush and wrote three words crookedly on the paper, many, many.

Lots and lots of money.

Rong Feiyan changed his posture again, half-closed his eyes: "Are you really not coming?"

Xu Ziying set the abacus halfway, but was interrupted again, staring and saying: "Don't bother me..."

But the next moment he choked, his eyes caught sight of Rong Feiyan holding a 100 million tael bank note between his fingers, putting it in from the collar of the silver jacket under Xu Ziying's gaze, fastening the belt of the jacket with both hands, with a low and charming voice road.

"Come on, Yingying, you got it, it's yours."

Rong Fei raised the corners of his lips in disgust, and Xu Ziying obediently entered into his arms.

The two quarreled for a while before it subsided, Rong Feiyan lowered his head and kissed his forehead covered with thin sweat, and patted his thigh: "Sleep." His eyes were full of tenderness and warmth.

Xu Ziying was hot, kicked the quilt away, sat up and raised her eyebrows and said, "You really don't want to come? Do you have to wait until you get married?"

Rong Fei was tired of putting on his coat for him, and lazily wrapped him in his arms, half-closed his eyes and said, "Yingying doesn't want to?"

Xu Ziying curled his lips, he didn't care, and it wasn't something uncomfortable, he said maliciously: "If you don't come, I will come, why can't I be on top?"

As he spoke, he began to pick off Rong Feiyan's pants.

Rong Fei was tired of letting him pick it up, and waited until he was halfway through the pickling before slowly saying: "Okay, 50 taels a time."

Xu Ziying immediately stopped, and re-tied his trouser belt, and the creases were smoothed out: "You always lie down, I can't afford it."

After speaking, he covered the quilt and lay down with his back facing Rong Feiyan, Rong Feiyan leaned over to kiss the corner of his lips with a suppressed smile.

Xu Ziying refused to let him kiss, and squinted at him: "Don't touch me."

Rong Fei finally couldn't hold back his laughter, and seriously discussed with him about who goes up and who goes down: "This matter must be fair, and I am also reasonable, Lord Hou. If you want me 50 taels, then I will ask you for 50 taels once. Why? So, don't you suffer, right?"

This is really not a loss for Xu Ziying. If you lie flat and don't get tired, you still have money. No matter how you calculate it, you can earn it.

Xu Ziying turned around to face Rong Feiyan, stretched out his index finger and said, "Pay by use, no cheating."

Rong Fei kissed him with a tired smile: "It's a deal."

In a blink of an eye, New Year's Eve was approaching, and Rong Fei was ordered to bring Xu Ziying into the palace. Xu Ziying had inquired about it. He was a family member of an official, and the emperor of his family was very fond of him. He would definitely give him some gifts, so he readily agreed.

Rong Fei was wearing an official uniform, and the deep purple python robe flitted around slowly, looking majestic and majestic.

"Yingying, you wear this suit."

Xu Ziying saw that someone brought a set of moon-white wide-sleeved robes, which were complicated and many, with one set on the left and the other on the right, it must be troublesome to wear.

"I don't wear it, I wear my own." Although the clothes are light in color, they are extremely slim. Xu Ziying has always disliked being in the limelight, he just wants to reward.

Rong Fei said disgustedly: "The Taihe banquet on New Year's Eve is so grand, you can't dress too casually, and your majesty will ask you to come out and say a few words. You can just sit down and eat in the rest of the time, and you will be back in half a day."

Xu Ziying reluctantly put on his clothes.

The author has something to say: Don't hate Shizi, he is a lovable character, just a child

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