"My father has no idea that when you came to the capital, the first thing you did when you saw me was to ask me for money. The Qingping Marquis has no money."

Shen Qingyu blurted out: "Impossible!"

"What's impossible?"

Shen Qingyu didn't know what to say, so he took a plate of snacks from next door in a few steps.

Exquisite crystal rose cake, the outer layer is crystal clear, and the rose petal filling inside is colorful...

"This is what the couple brought."

How could the Qingping Marquis, who had no money, make such exquisite snacks?

Qi Yunxiao recognized it at a glance: "This is not made by the chef of Qingping Houfu, this is the craftsmanship of the imperial kitchen."

Shen Qingyu: "!!!"

Qi Yunxiao took a breath!

"What you are seeing should be...the Holy One."

Why did the New Emperor and his wife meet Shen Qingyu?

My father's ankles were so raw that he pulled them together and sewed them together. My father cried in pain...
Chapter completed!