After rebirth, the abstinent prince wants to marry me every day

Bian Jingsheng put down the bamboo-patterned chopsticks in his hand and looked back at Zhu Qingan.

Then he seemed to understand something and smiled apologetically. His smile was very light and faint, but it also contained a sense of helplessness that did not belong to Bian Jingsheng.

"Am I too rude when eating?" Bian Jingsheng asked.

Zhu Qingan quickly denied, "Of course not, I'm just curious why the prince seems to have a good appetite!"

After all, the men Zhu Qing'an usually came into contact with were extremely polite and elegant when eating, and they ate as much as women. Bian Jingsheng was the first man she had met who had such a good appetite.

Knowing that Zhu Qing'an didn't dislike him, Bian Jingsheng finally breathed a sigh of relief and picked up his chopsticks to continue eating, but he was obviously eating much more slowly.

"When I was young, I entered the military camp under an assumed name. The moment I opened my eyes, I started training. In a place like a military camp, no one would give in to you. If you ate slowly, you wouldn't even get a bowl of soup. When there was a war, eating was an extremely luxurious thing! So I developed the habit of eating rudely!" Bian Jingsheng explained.

He was not trying to be pitiful, but telling the truth. All the soldiers coming out of the barracks ate with big mouthfuls. No one could eat slowly. Time and conditions did not allow it.

As Bian Jingsheng explained, Zhu Qing'an seemed to see how difficult it was for Bian Jingsheng when he was young, and he also felt very sympathetic towards Bian Jingsheng.

"Your Highness is not rude when eating. What's more, Your Highness is defending his country and is a hero!" Zhu Qing'an praised without reservation.

These words may seem like flattery, but they are also Zhu Qing'an's heartfelt words. In her heart, or in the hearts of the people, Bian Jingsheng is indeed a hero.

The praise from his sweetheart made Bian Jingsheng feel a sense of pride.

All those years of bloody battles and all those pains that had never been shown to others seemed to have been reconciled at this moment, because the person he loved had always affirmed his efforts.

Even though Bian Jingsheng slowed down, he still put down his chopsticks before Zhu Qingan. He was not in a hurry. He drank his tea and waited slowly for Zhu Qingan to put down his chopsticks.

When Zhu Qing'an put down his chopsticks, Bian Jingsheng glanced at her waist, which was so slender that he could pinch it with one hand. No wonder the little he ate was not enough to fill his teeth.

Bian Jingsheng felt that Zhu Qing'an ate too little and was too thin.

However, he didn't know that people nowadays prefer thin women, and Zhu Qing'an looks particularly plump compared to ordinary women. Only Bian Jingsheng thinks Zhu Qing'an is too thin.

Many men privately said that if Princess Yongfu were a little thinner, she would be a fairy.

Zhu Qing'an was not unaware of what people were saying, but she always felt that what her aunt said was right. A girl's health was the most important thing. Why should she starve herself to the point of not having the strength to walk just for the sake of a man's aesthetic taste?

After drinking a cup of tea, Chuanbai finally came in with the boiled medicine.

As soon as the medicine entered the room, Zhu Qing'an smelled a very strong bitter smell. She had never smelled such bitter medicine before. If she really took it, she wondered what it would taste like.

Chuan Bai had a malicious smile on his face. After putting down the medicine, he asked the servant to quickly clean up the leftovers on the table.

After the medicine had been in place for a while, Zhu Qingan saw Bian Jingsheng still sipping his tea and couldn't help but remind him, "Your Highness, it's time to take the medicine!"

"Ahem!" Bian Jingsheng looked at the medicine bowl in front of him and said uncomfortably, "Don't worry, drink it later. I'll have someone take the princess back. It's getting late!"

Zhu Qing'an glanced at the steaming medicine bowl, then glanced at Bian Jingsheng who was urging him, and suddenly had a bold guess.

"The wise and brave King Zhongyi, you wouldn't be afraid of taking medicine, right?" Zhu Qing'an said, and laughed heartily, with curved eyebrows.

"How could that be!" Bian Jingsheng quickly denied it.

But Chuan Bai, who was waiting outside the house, smiled secretly. Who would have thought that the dignified King Zhongyi would be as afraid of taking medicine as a child.

Every time the prince was injured, taking medicine became a big problem, and Doctor Shen was always very attentive, following the prince around and watching him take the medicine.

Now it’s good, we have Princess Yongfu.

But Chuanbai's smile soon faded. If Princess Yongfu could become the princess, it would be great. The prince wouldn't be so lonely.

"In that case, Your Highness, why don't you drink the medicine quickly?" Zhu Qing'an said deliberately, with mischief in his eyes.

Perhaps it was because of seeing Bian Jingsheng being so childish that Zhu Qing'an felt that the distance between him and Bian Jingsheng was getting closer, and he couldn't help but make a joke.

Bian Jingsheng picked up the medicine bowl, and the bitter smell of the medicine hit his nose, which was almost enough to make him vomit.

This was the work of Doctor Shen. Doctor Shen always prescribed medicine to heal injuries as quickly as possible, and he never cared about the taste. There was no soldier in the barracks who was not afraid of Doctor Shen's medicine, but Doctor Shen's medicine was indeed a good medicine.

He poured all the medicine into his mouth in one gulp. Even though Bian Jingsheng wanted to show off his youth in front of Zhu Qing'an, his face was still wrinkled with bitterness, and his sword-like eyebrows were twisted into knots, which was very funny.

Just as he put down the medicine bowl, a candied fruit suddenly appeared in front of him.

The candied fruit lay in Zhu Qingan's palm. Her palm was white and tender, with lines running across it.

"Have some candied fruit!" Zhu Qing'an said with a smile.

Bian Jingsheng took the candied fruit and scratched Zhu Qingan's palm with his fingertips. The calluses on his fingertips were thick and rough, making Zhu Qingan quickly retract his hand.

"When I was a child, every time I took medicine, my aunt would hand me a candied fruit! After eating the candied fruit, I felt that the medicine was not so bitter!" Zhu Qing'an said, with tenderness in his eyes.

Bian Jingsheng's expression also softened. Yes, little Zhu Qing'an was also afraid of taking medicine. She would hide here and there every time and would be found by the empress dowager every time. Then the empress dowager would always hold little Zhu Qing'an in her arms and feed her the medicine one mouthful at a time.

Why did he know it so clearly? Because he was just separated by a wall at that time.

The candied fruit in his mouth tasted sour and sweet, not the taste that Bian Jingsheng liked. But looking at Zhu Qing'an in front of him, it seemed to coincide with the little Zhu Qing'an in his memory, and the bitter taste seemed to fade away.

"Thanks to the princess!" Bian Jingsheng said with a smile, "It really doesn't seem so hard anymore!"

It was getting late, so Zhu Qing'an stood up to say goodbye. But as she was about to leave, Bian Jingsheng called out, "I wonder if the princess would stay for dinner for the next few days?"

Perhaps sensing Zhu Qing'an's refusal, Bian Jingsheng explained earnestly, "I mean no harm. It's just that I'm alone at home, and I never knew it was such a pleasant experience to have someone accompany me for a meal! And since Your Highness supervised my medication, I'm very grateful, and I'd like to invite Your Highness to dinner with me!"

Bian Jingsheng's arguments were well-reasoned, leaving Zhu Qing'an somewhat bewildered.

Perhaps it was Zhu Qing'an's hesitation that made Bian Jingsheng realize that he was forcing her. He waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I forced her! Chuanbai, send the princess back!"

Zhu Qing'an turned and left, but before walking out of the yard, he couldn't help but look back. He saw Bian Jingsheng sitting in the empty main hall, looking particularly lonely.