Chapter 3522： So tired

This Han Yu, even though he is the prime minister, can't be so rude.

How dare he ask his Majesty to cook for him?

Where does he get such a big face?

Out of love and respect for Her Majesty the Queen, Xiao Ran spoke up for the first time, Lord Prime Minister.

"Han Xiang's request, I'm afraid it's wrong? Her Majesty's ninth-five-five-year-old, noble status, how can she do things like cooking?"

"It's okay." Yun Dai smiled, "Xiao Ran, if you can't think of anything else, it's better to have a home-cooked meal like Han Yu."

Xiao Ran was slightly startled, recalling the three words "home-cooked meal" said by Her Majesty the Queen, feeling a little excited.

Home-cooked meals, there is a family character here.

It turns out that in His Majesty's heart, he regarded himself as his family and his own.

Because of excitement, Xiao Ran didn't have time to answer.

Yun Dai said, "Master Xiao has no objection, so let's set it up. It's better to hit the sun instead of choosing a day, so let's just have dinner today. I just hurried back. I'm tired. I'll go to sleep first. You will all go back separately. Take a break. It’s a hard time for everyone."

Jun Qingbai smiled and said, "The minister is not tired."

"The minister is tired." Han Yu sighed, "It's really tiring to be torn up with the eight families in three days."

Yun Dai smiled and said, "Master Xiao is not busy during this time. Why don't you let her help you."

When it comes to confrontation with the Patriarchs of the Eight Great Families, Xiao Ran is definitely a master.

After all, she was originally the wife of the Cheng family.

Xiao Ran smiled and said, "If it is something that can be deflated by them, I would be happy to do it."

"Han Xiang is satisfied?" Yun Dai yawned, "You all go. Come over during dinner."

Han Yu, Jun Qingbai and Xiao Ran hurriedly saluted: "The ministers will leave."

Yun Dai stretched her waist and walked back to her bedroom with ease. As soon as Tsing Yi served her to change her clothes, the toddler rushed in.

"Mother, are we going back to Kyoto?"

Her face was flushed, and her nose was sweaty.

It was already cold in the Northern Qi Dynasty in late autumn.

The room was burning with silver frost charcoal.

She was dressed thinly.

Yun Dai touched her neck: "It's not cold."

The child smiled and said: "Daughter has always been pitiful, mother, don't you know. Just now I was at Daddy's and saw him telling General Wei to prepare carriages and guards, saying that he was going to accompany you back to Kyoto to visit sister Qian'er. This is true. Is it?"

"Does your father still have fakes?"

"Really, we are going back to Kyoto?" The toddler jumped up.

Yun Dai smiled and watched her excitement: "I still said that I don't want to be at home. Isn't this still thinking about it?"

The child hugged her: "Mother, I am not homesick, but someone who misses Kyoto. In the eyes of my daughter, home is where my parents are. However, I will also miss the emperor's brother, my sister, and the Hou Mansion. My uncles and brothers, I also miss Gu's aunt and uncle."

Yun Dai smiled and said: "Then you go back this time, don't come. Stay in Kyoto."

"I don't want it." The child immediately shook his head, "Where the parents are, the child will follow."

"Don't you want to go out and wander the rivers and lakes?" Yun Dai smiled and asked, "Where are the rivers and lakes, I don't know. People who don't know martial arts like my mother will not go to the rivers and lakes. You plan to follow us for the rest of your life, not to achieve it. Your own dream?"

The child was stunned: "Mother, how did you know... Did Xiao Zhuang tell you?"

"Xiao Zhuang also knows?"

"Didn't Xiao Zhuang say it?" The toddler was even more surprised.