The System: Forced Tease King Jing

Chapter 7

There is a fish pot in the middle of the dining table, and the size of the pot is similar to the sink.

A snow-white fish that melts in the mouth. The fragrant fish soup had the rest of its endless flavor after one gulp.

A minute ago, Jiang Wan thought he could drink two bowls.

But now, he stared blankly at the fish pot, thinking only if he ate the fish himself, would that person accidentally become himself.

He doesn't believe anymore. The situation on the wedding night was force majeure, and he was forced to make a choice.

But today's situation is force majeure. As long as he prevented Zhong Lizhao from touching the fish pot, he would definitely not die.

While thinking, Wei Yan gave Zhong Lizhao a bowl of fish soup, and there were two pieces of fish inside. Zhong Lizhao picked up the chopsticks and clamped the fish pieces ...

"Your Majesty, I'd like to drink a bowl of your fish soup." A slender hand took the bowl.

Zhong Lizhao turned his head and looked at Jiang Wan with a probing look.

Jiang Wan plucked the piece of fish from his chopsticks with his chopsticks without changing his face, brought the bowl to himself, took the spoon and lowered his head to drink the soup.

"What's this?" He put down his chopsticks and raised his eyebrows.

"I think fish soup in His Majesty's bowl is better." He lowered his head and drank the fish soup one by one, not daring to raise his head, and said in a low voice.

But Zhong Lizhao did not seem angry, and did not intend to reprimand Jiang Wan.

"The waiter will serve you another bowl of soup." Seeing this, Wei Yan hurriedly picked up another bowl, wanting to serve his fish soup.

Jiang Wan was drinking soup for a while, picked up his chopsticks and picked up a piece of fish in the basin, shrunk his head and continued eating.

Everyone was eating with common chopsticks, but when Jiang Wan stirred it with her own chopsticks, no one else was willing to drink that pot of fish soup.

And according to Jiang Wan's observation, Zhong Lizhao was somewhat clean, and did not like to touch other people's food.

Father Jiang panicked in embarrassment, "You learned your etiquette? You are so rude in front of His Majesty, it is true that a three-year-old child makes more sense than you." Announcing the sin, "His Majesty forgives his sin, it's because the officials taught women that there is no way."

"The princess loves it, so let her eat more." Zhong Lizhao put down his chopsticks and glanced at Jiang Wan, his eyes narrowed.

Jiang Wan never dared to look at him, but the burning gaze on his body made him know that he was still looking at himself.

"Wei Yan, give this king a bowl of chicken soup."

"Yes." Yeah." Wei Yan glanced at Jiang Wan curiously, thinking that what the princess was doing was very difficult to understand.

Jiang Wan sighed in relief, since he did not drink the fish soup, he should not have been caught by the fish bones, and there would be no accidents.

However, before he could be happy, a familiar voice sounded again.

Jiang Wan's heart froze.

Raising his eyes, he realized that the words on the panel in front of him had changed.

System :

[You were eating with the Jiang family, tasting a delicious fish soup in a bowl, when the husband sitting next to you suddenly groaned in pain, and you quickly put the bowl and chopsticks to check.

You found him stuck with a chicken bone.

You try to save her, but you find that her poor era is getting smaller and she is suddenly not breathing!

The emperor was furious and ordered you to be given a white silk to be buried for your husband.

To save yourself, you choose:

Hold your husband's hand and say affectionately: "Your Majesty, I have admired you for a long time, be sure to ask me to give birth to a monkey for you."

Eat all the food at the table and leave your husband without food. ]

Jiang Wan held the spoon in her hand and held it for a long time, almost swearing words came out of her mouth.

He turned his head while crying and looked at the bowl of chicken soup in front of Zhong Lizhao, suspecting that if he took it again, he would absolutely not be able to contain his anger.

My God, what the hell is this cannon food self-rescue system, why should you force it to do such strange and shameful things!

In front of so many people, if he were to utter this sentence, he was afraid that he would have to find a gap to scour it.

Moreover, he and Zhong Lizhao were not familiar with each other. If he were to say this rashly, he would consider himself a pervert!

Jiang Wan resentfully looked at the chicken soup in Zhong Lizhao's bowl, endured the shame in his heart, and continued to make himself mentally constructed.

It's okay, it's okay.

Anyway they were caught stealing a kiss, you still care?

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What made me happy for you for such a long time, be sure to ask me to give birth to a monkey for you, is very strange.

Jiang Wan's face burned bit by bit, and finally flushed red.

At this moment, Zhong Lizhao suddenly turned his head and asked curiously, "What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Wan paused for a moment, raised his head slowly, and said to him, "Your Majesty, there's something I want to tell you."

"What's wrong?" He picked up his chopsticks, slowly picked up the chicken pieces in the bowl, and was about to put them in his mouth.

This was called Jiang Wan, who was still hesitating, and made a decision in an instant. He grabbed his hand and endured the embarrassment, as if the eyes around him were non-existent, and looked at Zhong Lizhao affectionately.

Then she leaned into his ear, closed her eyes and whispered, "Your Majesty, I have admired you for a long time, be sure to ask me to give birth to a monkey for you!"

To prevent himself from having the courage to say it, he did not stop and finished it in one breath.

Ignore him, treat him dead!

Jiang Wan's heart shed two wide tears, and even his neck was stained with shame.

Pretending to be unaware of Zhong Lizhao's questioning gaze, he was like a turtle in a turtle shell, not responding to anything outside.

After a while, he heard Zhong Lizhao snort coldly.

Jiang Wan's body froze, and he wanted to bury his head inside the bowl.

As for the Jiang family, he had no time to worry about their opinions.

After lunch, Zhong Lizhao, Jiang Wan got up and said goodbye. Father Jiang wanted to stay longer, but Wei Yan refused because the prince was weak and should not be out for too long.

Jiang's father didn't dare to stay any longer, so he had to say to Jiang Wan: "If you have no business, come back often to sit and look at me and your mother."

Jiang Wan nodded randomly, not listening carefully to what he said.

But Jiang's father was very satisfied, as he did not disobey himself.

From Jiangfu, Jiang Wan hesitated in front of the carriage for a long time, never daring to board the carriage.

Shame at lunch, she had not subsided, how dare she be alone with Zhong Lizhao.

If he asks what he just said, how should he explain it?

Jiang Wan's complexion changed again and again, from blue to white.

At this moment, Zhong Lizhao's voice came from the carriage, which seemed to be wrapped in an ice ballast, extremely cold "Not entered yet?"

Jiang Wan: ".." - I: "..."

Well, it looks like he's going to have trouble escaping.

She lifted her skirt and boarded the carriage, flicked the curtains and glanced at it, paused for a bit, put down her skirt, and sat at the door of the carriage, the furthest distance from Zhongli Zhao.

Zhong Lizhao sat on the carriage with a blank face, his face was pale, his lips were pale, and his appearance was a little scary.

"Your Majesty." He gave her a flattering smile, then lowered his head and sat there confused.

At this moment, he suddenly heard her sneer.

Jiang Wan raised his head involuntarily, and saw the corner of his lips showing coldness, leaning back towards the back of the carriage, crossing his hands on his stomach, and opening his thin lips, "Who taught you? you those words?"

Jiang Wan: ".." - I: "..."

What was coming was coming, he glanced at Zhong Lizhao timidly, and whispered: "No one teaches."

He wanted to provide his system, but would he believe it?

"Nobody taught me?" The atmosphere in the carriage was thick, Jiang Wan shrunk his neck and did not dare to move.

"Yes." Yeah."

After a while, Zhong Lizhao suddenly bowed and picked up "Fancy Records" and flipped it over.

"The stoking is high, the golden hairpin is slanted, and the willow tree is strong at the waist.

But when reading this ambiguous and sultry clip, it seems that the sound is also infected with a layer of ambiguity.

Jiang Wan's face instantly burned, even more than before.

This...how can there be such a conspicuous passage in this book? He couldn't wait to faint immediately and not be publicly executed here.

Jiang Wan's eyes dodged, and he did not dare to say a word.

"Princess Jing knew to look at these indecent things." Zhong Lizhao's voice came from above, and then there was a pain on the top of his head, and a book hit his head.

Jiang Wan caught the book, and slowly raised the book in his hand, blocking his cheeks that would drip blood.

"I was wrong" he admitted.

But maybe next time. There's no next time.

Who told him to install a cannon fodder self-rescue system?

Zhong Lizhao said unhappily: "Go back and copy the Heart Refining Spell ten times."

The heart-cleaning mantra is a classic Taoist mantra, which can make people meditate and concentrate.

Jiang Wan responded with a bitter face, and the breath around his body was much gone.

It was a pity, he obviously wanted to save her, but he still had to copy the book, he was very difficult.

"The princess still knows how to blush."He glanced at her.

"In the car it's too hot." He pressed the back of his hand against his cheek, trying to quibble.

Zhong Lizhao did not speak, but there was no sign of confidence in his eyes.

And he suddenly lifted the curtain of the carriage, letting the cold wind flow into the carriage.

Jiang Wan: ".." - I: "..."

The weather today was cold and cold, and the wind was very strong. The wind hit his face and ruffled his hair.

As for Zhong Lizhao, I don't know why, there is no wind blowing there at all.

Jiang Wan did not dare to speak, and moved to the corner unhappily.

The calm state of the chicken was maintained until the two returned to the palace.

Jiang Wan lowered his head and got off the carriage, running into the palace, without saying a word.

Wei Yan helped Zhong Lizhao get off the carriage, and asked curiously, "Your Majesty, what's wrong with the Princess?"

When they had lunch at the Jiang family, they were still affectionate and sweet.

Yes, in everyone's eyes, the two of them not only held hands, they were also sticky while eating, and they did not forget to whisper.

Zhong Lizhao raised his eyelids, glanced behind the fleeing girl, and suddenly laughed.