Translator: Kats Editor: Perriemix
In the Fuqu Attic, Zhao Qixuan slouched over the flowery armchair, his lips stretched into a small smile. “Little Jing, from the second we entered this attic, I can tell that you’re uneasy. What are you nervous about?”
Helian Jing peeled his eyes away from the door he was anxiously staring at. “Why on earth would I be nervous?”
Helian Jing took a drink from his cup, trying to cover his agitation. He took a big sip, forgetting that the tea was just made seconds ago with boiled water. The drink scalded his tongue and he jumped up, spilling the tea all over his clothes in the process.
“Who… Who made this tea? Are you trying to burn me?”
The waiter in the compartment, Little Lu, hurriedly came over to help the prince. He sounded absolutely terrified as he said, “Young Royal Highness, that wasn’t my intention. I am so sorry.”
“Get off me!” Helian Jing pushed Little Lu away irritably.
“Okay… I will make a new tea for Young Royal Highness, right now.”
Zhao Qixuan flapped his paper fan and laughed. “Who said that he wanted hot tea again?”
Helian Jing stared at him angrily and wiped the tea on his clothes sulkily.
A knock sounded on the door.
Helian Jing sat up immediately and cleared his throat. “Come in.”
Ye Jiayao pushed the door and came in. Yong An Marquis Heir-son Lord was smiling and slouching at the side. Little Jingjing was sat in front of him, looking serious, a puddle of water in front of him.
“What is going on? Little Lu, how did you treat our customers?” Ye Jiayao didn’t bother asking who was at fault and immediately put the blame on Little Lu. Customers were always right, and in this case, these customers were practically gods. She couldn’t offend them. Plus, she didn’t know if Little Jingjing came here to get even with her.
Little Lu felt helpless. He knew he didn’t do anything wrong, but he didn’t dare to defend himself.
“It was not his fault. I was careless and I spilled my tea,” Helian Jing said.
“Hurry up and change the tea for Young Royal Highness,” Ye Jiayao told Little Lu, who bowed his head and hurriedly scurried out.
Ye Jiayao then greeted her customers, her hands held together respectfully. “Li Yao welcomes you, Heir-son Lord and Young Royal Highness.”
“You told us that you still had some delicious dishes, I am here to try them out fresh,” Zhao Qixuan casually said.
Ye Jiayao smiled and nodded. “Chicken, duck, fish, abalone, sea cucumber, wild goose, shark’s fin, shrimp, crab, and fresh vegetables. Whatever you want to order, I can make it for you, Heir-son Lord.”
“I want to eat beggars’ bird,” Helian Jing said, not happy that Big Yaoyao was only focusing on Zhao Qixuan.
Ye Jiayao faked a smile. “I have an upgraded version of the beggars’ chicken, do you want to try it, Young Royal Highness?”
“I don’t want the upgraded version. I want the original taste of beggars’ bird,” Helian Jing insisted.
Beggar’s bird was the first dish that Big Yaoyao made for him. The bird that they ate cost him so much energy to hunt and he could not forget it so easily. In fact, the memory was still fresh in his mind, and he really missed its taste.
He really is looking for trouble. Damn it! If I am doing this dish, I will have to dig a hole in the ground.
“Alright. Whatever Young Royal Highness wants to eat, I will cook,” Ye Jiayao agreed graciously.
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