After the marriage, the abstinent prince turned me on

"Your Majesty, you can guess this?" Qing He widened her eyes, her round face full of disbelief.

Xie Mishuang smiled secretly in his heart, this girl is so innocent and cute.

In her previous life, she was the queen mother. With nothing to do in the harem, she became obsessed with reading folk picture books to pass the time.

In those stories about talented men and beautiful women and their love affairs, there is always a great assist who adds fuel to the fire.

Unexpectedly, she now encountered a ready-made one.

"What? Did I guess right?" Xie Mishuang didn't answer directly, but continued to ask, "So, you are angry because Li Zhong doesn't like you?"

"Your Majesty!" Qing He's cheeks instantly turned red, like a ripe apple. She hurriedly waved her hands in denial, "I'm not angry! I just feel... I shouldn't have taken that road back then. After hearing what they said, I feel very conflicted..."

Looking at Qing He who was at a loss but couldn't hide her inner throbbing, Xie Mi Shuang seemed to see himself when he faced Ouyang Jing, also in love for the first time, worried about gains and losses.

"So do you like Zhang Hu more, or Li Zhong more?" Xie Mishuang decided to add fuel to the fire and help Qinghe recognize her own heart.

"Ah?" Qing He obviously didn't expect Xie Mishuang to ask so directly. She blushed with shame and stammered for a long time, but couldn't explain it clearly.

"What? You can't tell?" Xie Mishuang said jokingly, "Could it be that you like both of them?"

"Your Highness!" Qing He stamped her feet in shame, stood up suddenly, covered her face with her hands and ran out, "I won't tell Your Highness anymore. I'll write a letter home right now to ask if my aunt is still alive..."

Looking at Qing He's fleeing figure, Xie Mishuang couldn't help but laugh out loud. This girl is really adorable.

"My Lady, please stop teasing Qinghe." Another maidservant said with a smile, "Sister Qinghe is shy. If you ask her any more, she'll be so embarrassed that she'll crawl into a crack in the ground."

"Okay, okay, I won't tease her anymore." Xie Mishuang smiled and shook his head, but he was worried about Qinghe's emotional problems.

Qinghe, this girl, has followed her since she was a child. She is loyal and simple-minded.

Now that she has met someone she likes, as the boss, she naturally has to help her.

"Luluo, who do you think is more suitable for Qinghe, Zhang Hu or Li Zhong?" Xie Mishuang asked.

Luoluo thought for a moment and said, "I feel that Li Zhong is steady and reliable, and is more suitable for Qinghe. Although Zhang Hu is a good person, he has a somewhat erratic personality. Qinghe is soft-hearted, so I'm afraid she won't be able to control him."

Xie Mishuang nodded. She also felt that Li Zhong was more suitable for Qinghe.

However, matters of the heart cannot be forced, and it all depends on Qinghe's own feelings.

"How about this, you help me find an opportunity to test Li Zhong's attitude and see what he thinks about Qinghe." Xie Mishuang ordered.

"Yes, my lady." the maid replied.

At this time, Feng Zihan was holding an exquisite blue and white porcelain plate with a few pieces of golden and crispy osmanthus cakes on it, and walked up to Xie Mishuang with a smile on her face.

"Sister, try the cakes I made, the newly developed osmanthus cakes, your favorite flavor."

Xie Mishuang took a piece, put it to the tip of his nose and sniffed it gently. A sweet osmanthus fragrance filled his nose, refreshing his heart.

She observed Feng Zihan calmly, and seeing that she looked calm and didn't seem to be pretending, she took a bite without hesitation.

"Well, it melts in your mouth, sweet but not greasy. Sister Feng's craftsmanship is getting better and better. It's not inferior to the pastry shops outside. Are you interested, Sister Feng?" Xie Mishuang exclaimed in admiration, her tone sincere, not like a courtesy.

Feng Zihan felt a little embarrassed by the compliment and smiled shyly, "Sister, you're joking. I'm just killing time when I'm bored. I'm not ready to open a shop yet. If you like it, just take more."

She was wearing a light pink skirt today, with her hair tied up in a simple bun with only a white jade hairpin inserted. She looked elegant and refined, like a lotus bud about to bloom, fresh and elegant.

Xie Mishuang looked at her innocent appearance and thought to himself: Am I worrying too much? Does she really have no feelings for Ouyang Jing at all?

"Sister Feng, you are too modest. If you open a dessert shop with your skills, business will definitely be booming." Xie Mishuang joked with a smile, but his eyes glanced towards the door intentionally or unintentionally.

At this moment, Ouyang Jing, dressed in a black brocade robe, strode in.

He had sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, a stern face, and exuded the aura of a king who was majestic without even being angry.

It was obviously the first time Feng Zihan had met Ouyang Jing in the Crown Prince's residence. She was stunned at first, then quickly stood up and saluted, "Your Highness, I pay my respects to the Crown Prince."

Ouyang Jing's gaze fell on Feng Zihan, his brows slightly furrowed, and his tone was filled with a hint of displeasure, "Why are you here?"

Feng Zihan lowered her head and replied respectfully, "Your Highness, I'm here to give the Crown Princess some homemade pastries to try. I'll be leaving now."

She was about to leave when Xie Mishuang stopped her, "Sister Feng, there's no need to be so polite. Since you're here, please sit for a while."

Feng Zihan hesitated for a moment, looked at Ouyang Jing, and seeing that he had no objection, she sat down obediently.

Ouyang Jing walked to the table and saw a large piece of pastry that had been bitten off. He turned around and asked Xie Mishuang, "Do you like it?"

"Well, Sister Feng's cooking skills are very good." Xie Mishuang replied indifferently.

Feng Zihan's eyes were full of stars when she was praised, and she looked like an innocent girl.

Ouyang Jing said, "If you like, there's a delicious place in East City. I'll bring some for you tomorrow when I get back from court."

Xie Mishuang smiled but said nothing.

Feng Zihan's face turned pale when she heard this. She felt that if she stayed any longer she would become a third wheel. What a show of dog food.

"Your Highness and the Crown Princess are truly in love. I will leave without disturbing you."

After Feng Zihan left, Ouyang Jing asked, "Did you find anything wrong with her?"

Xie Mishuang sneered in her heart, but remained expressionless. "I just didn't want to disappoint Sister Feng's kindness, so I ate a little more. As for the rest, I didn't notice anything unusual."

Ouyang Jing looked at her deeply, said nothing more, turned around and sat next to her. Jing picked up a piece of osmanthus cake and tasted it carefully.

"How does it taste?" Xie Mishuang asked.

"Not bad." Ouyang Jing answered indifferently, but his eyes were always on Xie Mishuang.

"Just okay?" Xie Mishuang raised his eyebrows, pretending to be dissatisfied.

Ouyang Jing put down the cake in his hand, turned to look at her, and a doting smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "You cook better."

Xie Mishuang's heartbeat quickened at his sudden love talk, but she pretended to be calm on her face, "Your Highness, you are joking. I have never made any pastries before."

"In my heart, everything about you is the best." Ouyang Jing said affectionately, his eyes burning as if to melt her.