Refusing to Serve Me? Then Off With Your Head!

Chapter 27 The Outcome for Sympathizing a Lion

Feng Zhao Wen nodded before he pulled my sleeves and dragged me to sit.

Even Tian Bing Qing sat on a table near the wall. He laughed, "Auntie Cai, please give me extra coriander."

I stared at the two of them, dumbfounded. Had the war caused the Crown Prince to be broke?

That Auntie Cai laughed and soon brought three large bowl of noodles into our tables.

I yearningly gazed at the direction of those aromatic restaurants; I could smell the scent of spicy and savory dishes. I could feel my saliva flowing.

Feng Zhao Wen chewed slowly, as though he was appreciating some sort of a delicacy. He swallowed after chewing it for a long time, his phoenix eyes flashing, "What's wrong? Not hungry?"

I stirred my own noodles, suddenly feeling my appetite diminishing. I felt at lost, but I didn't dare to complain and could only carefully try to pry, "Your Highness, is the kingdom's treasury empty?"

The pair of phoenix eyes opposite me carried traces of laughter, nodding to affirm my suspicion, "How did Xiao Yi knows?"

I motioned towards the restaurant in front of Feng Zhao Wen and tried my best to muster a touched expression, "Your Highness spent all your time contributing to the kingdom and yet you are still so frugal; our hearts ache for you. How can you not cherish your own body?"

His eyebrows were slightly raised, "Then, according to you, how should we fill up the treasury?"

At that moment, a very fat man came out of the restaurant. I glanced at the entrance, secretly excited inside, "How to fill it up?" I pointed at the man, "Rob the rich and feed the poor..... After you robbed them, the first person you help is yourself." The best possible way to help oneself was to eat a feast at the restaurant first.

I could hear a splutter from Tian Bing Qing, who then picked up his bowl and continued eating greedily after sitting at the back of the stall.

Feng Zhao Wen who initially appeared worried, laughed before knocking my head with his hand, "You little rogue." After that, he continued eating.

I rubbed my head in grievance.... Honestly, that was me being extremely compassionate. At least I said rob the rich, not rob and kill!

Upon returning to the palace, Feng Zhao Wen first went to his study to look at documents.

I overheard the servants talking about how today was Princess Min An's birthday. The empress threw a banquet for her beloved daughter and sent the invitation to the Eastern Palace early in the morning. None of them dared to hand the invitation to the Crown Prince.

I secretly asked Tian Bing Qing only to be stared at by him. "General An, your head is made of wooden block."

I touched my own head. He was too impartial and unjust so I waved my fist in front of him, "I will beat you up if you don't clearly tell me which part of me is made of woods, today!
I refused to believe he would not back down in front of brute force.

We had been pretty chummy, the past half a year. We got used to fighting whenever Feng Zhao Wen was not around so he had always been blunt and frank to me, "His Highness is not happy today, can't you feel it?"

He was unhappy?

He had a straight face when he was happy and would also had a straight face when unhappy. He would occasionally laugh at me, but that was rare. I still could not differentiate his happy face from his unhappy face.