Princess Consort Is No Pushover

"Thank you, Mr. Yun." Yun Ruoyue smiled.

"Sanggong? Why do you call me Xianggong?" Chu Xuanchen blushed when he heard her sweet words.

Needless to say, this call of Mr. Xianggong is very useful to him.

Yun Ruoyue jumped out of the carriage and took Chu Xuanchen's hand, "I heard that Chunniang called her husband a husband, and thought it was very interesting, so I learned it. How is it, does it sound good?"

"It sounds good, you can call it again, I haven't heard enough." Chu Xuanchen said with enjoyment.

Yun Ruoyue glared at him shyly, "There are so many people here, I'd better stop calling, I was just joking."

After finishing speaking, she was ashamed and hurried in, while Chu Xuanchen followed with a smile.

Liu Ruyan followed behind them, took a deep look at God, and then sighed, "Hey, why is there a sour smell of love everywhere, but I smell like a single dog?"

As he spoke, he took out a palm-sized bronze mirror from his pocket, and straightened his appearance in front of the mirror.

As soon as he saw himself in the mirror, he sighed, why is he not as handsome as the prince?

Why aren't those girls crazy about him?

Why can't he even get a wife?

He took another look at himself in the glasses and found that he wasn't ugly at all, okay?

He is so handsome that the heavens and the people resent each other, and both men and gods are outraged, why doesn't a single woman like him?

Thinking about it, he actually felt sorry for himself in the mirror, the beautiful man in the mirror is so pitiful, he doesn't even have a woman!

Hey, it's not his fault, it's just that those women have no eyesight.

Missing him is their loss!

"Liu Ruyan, what are you doing? A big man, he keeps looking in the mirror, pretending!" At this moment, a cold voice came from his ear.

He hurriedly put away the mirror, looked back, and saw Xiaodie in a woman's military uniform, with her hands folded around her chest, staring at him coldly.

As soon as he saw Xiaodie, his thick face turned red, "Xiaodie, let me ask you a question, what do you think of me?"

"How are you? That's it. You are not good at martial arts, and your body is not good. You are eight feet tall and eight feet wide. But you have one advantage, that is, you eat well and you are fat!" Xiaodie mercilessly said.

"You, Xiaodie, last time you embroidered a silk handkerchief for me and made steamed buns for me to eat. I thought you liked me." Liu Ruyan touched his heart, and his heart seemed to be hit. Like a sword.

Xiaodie looked at him speechlessly, "I told you, I didn't embroider that silk handkerchief, it was embroidered by Yu'er, the number one brand in Yihonglou. It was given to me by her. If you insist on snatching it, you must say it was me." I really can’t do anything about you! As for the steamed buns, I accidentally used my internal strength when kneading the dough, so I made them too hard. We all feel that our teeth are too hard to bite like a stone, so I gave it away. It's for you, don't think too much about it."

"What? I thought you made that steamed bun for me with your own hands, so I kept it for a long time without eating it!" In the end, it became a weapon for fighting!

"We have nothing to do with each other, why should I make steamed buns for you myself?" Xiaodie blinked her big eyes and looked at Liu Ruyan puzzled.

"Then didn't you still look at me with that affectionate look last time?" Liu Ruyan asked again unwillingly.

"Which time? When did I look at you with this look?" Xiaodie had a look of disbelief.

"It was the last time the prince went to Yihonglou to arrest the princess and Su Qishao. We sat outside and waited for them. At that time you kept staring at me, your eyes were extremely gentle and tender, and you still smiled at me." Liu Like a flue.