Salted Fish Perfume

Chapter Ninety

The messenger was inexplicably thrown out just like that, and the people who drove her away had seemed especially eager to do so.

She could not help thinking mournfully, Has Xiao Liangyuan already reached the end of the road? Should I switch masters immediately? I don't want to be eating spoiled food in the Cold Palace someday!

The people inside nervously cleaned up the shards on the floor, fine beads of sweat appearing on their foreheads. The bowl had not been smashed by the Crown Princess—it had been crushed to pieces in someone's hand... Just thinking about it made their own bones creak and ache.

They were terrified now and did not dare make a sound, afraid the Crown Princess would be unhappy and crush their heads.

Tang Xiao coughed twice, feeling that he ought to say something. After thinking for a moment, he asked, "Are... are your hands all right? Did you get cut? Should we have the imperial physician take a look?"

But when he actually saw Luo Xiaoxiao's hands, his mind went completely blank—her fair, unblemished hands had not a single wound, not even a red mark.

Seeing Tang Xiao's constipated expression, Luo Xiaoxiao felt a little uneasy. Wasn't it just a bowl? Was it some incredibly expensive thing? Did he have to be this stingy... Why was he even frowning? Could this miserly man just say what he wanted?

So she struck first. "That bowl..." How much was it? I'll pay for another one.

Tang Xiao cut her off. "It's fine as long as your hands are all right. Fine, as long as they're all right."

The two looked at each other, each muttering inwardly.

Luo Xiaoxiao: What's wrong with this Tang guy? Does he want the bowl or not?

Tang Xiao: *Why was