Has the princess petted her husband today?

Chapter 785

Baiweiju is located in the best central location in Kyoto. It is said that the founder was an imperial daughter. Later, the imperial daughter died, and her descendants inherited the industry, and it has developed from generation to generation to the present level.

The price and specifications have all gone up to a higher level, and now Baiweiju has become a recreational place for dignitaries in Kyoto.

Yuan Xiaoming ordered someone to come over and make an appointment for the private room in advance, otherwise, if he went there temporarily, he might not be able to get a number.

The three got off the sedan chair and were greeted in directly, "His Royal Highness, Your Royal Highness, Mr. Zuo, the Yinfang Pavilion is ready, please come with your slaves—"

The maid wearing a light blue skirt led the three of them up to the second floor, walked to the private room in the middle, opened the door and said, "The food is ready, please—"

"The servant is waiting outside the door, if you have anything to do, just call the servant."

Yuan Xiaoming nodded slightly, and after the three of them entered, the maid closed the door intimately for them.

The interior is elegantly decorated, and there is a small pool near the window, with a few small red koi swimming in it, cute and playful.

The dining table was placed in front of the pool, and further ahead was a landscape screen, separated by a bead curtain, which was a place for musicians to play, but Yuan Xiaoming didn't like having someone by his side when eating, so he didn't ask for company.

"Come on, what I order is what you like to eat. Ayu, you have lost weight recently. Eat more meat and make up for it. It doesn't look good if you are too thin."

Yuan Xiaoming drank a little wine, and made another mistake of teasing people casually.

Zuo Yu looked at her watery eyes stained by alcohol, and his face immediately burned up. He lowered his eyes and looked at the rice in his bowl and whispered, "Isn't it pretty?"

Holding the wine glass in one hand, Yuan Xiaoming poked him on the face with the other, and said with a smile, "You don't even have meat anymore. It doesn't feel as good as when you were a child. Your face used to be fleshy, and it softened when poked."

Yuan Liyue on the side: "..."

Pretend that you didn't see your sister playing hooligans.

She lowered her head and ate silently. It's better for her to leave her mind alone about her sister's affairs.

Zuo Yu pursed her lips, "It's probably because I started growing my body, that's why I became thinner. I will grow taller in a few days."

"Really?" Yuan Xiaoming raised his eyebrows, "I'm not even taller than me."

Zuo Yu: "..."

Yuan Xiaoming picked up chopsticks and spare ribs for him as he spoke, "Try this, it looks good."

"Ah."

Zuo Yu's heart was slightly sweet, and he picked up the pork ribs and ate them. It was really delicious. The meat was soft and rotten, very tasty, and the bones fell off as soon as he bit into it.

Yuan Xiaoming looked at him with a smile: "How is it?"

Zuo Yu nodded: "It's delicious, Xiaoming should try it."

He also took a piece and put it on Yuan Xiaoming's plate. With a secret thought, he was a little happy to see that Yuan Xiaoming didn't dislike the chopsticks he used at all.

They are still very good, although she has recently distanced herself from herself in order to avoid suspicion, but after all, such a long friendship cannot be erased, and that is enough.

Yuan Liyue was still young, didn't eat much, and couldn't drink, so she was full after a while, and sat watching the fish.

Yuan Xiaoming was in a good mood, so he couldn't help drinking a few more glasses, getting drunk, with his chin propped up, his eyes were blurred and he didn't know what he was looking at.

Zuo Yu called her softly: "Xiaoming?"

Yuan Xiaoming didn't say anything, as if he didn't hear it.

He called again: "Your Highness?"

Yuan Xiaoming: "...Huh?"

She turned her head and looked at Zuo Yu slowly, "What did you call me?"

Zuo Yu was helpless: "Your Highness, have you drunk too much?"

Yuan Xiaoming shook his head and said firmly, "No!"

(End of this chapter)