Chapter 39: The magical effect of sweet and sour pork ribs
As expected, the good wine and food were all at a reasonable price. Two large tables were set up. Feng Yiying naturally sat at the top, and Yi Qingchen was arranged next to him. Yang Xihan and his wife sat at the bottom, accompanied by the Prime Minister.
Mrs. Yang was enchanting and handsome, with elegant features and a pair of phoenix eyes, which seemed to be dripping with water at any time. She smiled and prepared dishes for Yi Qingchen. Yi Qingchen ate two of them in a whole day since he traveled through time.
The black-faced pastry was already hungry. How could she be polite to her after seeing so many good wines and delicious food? What's more, all the plates and other utensils here were made of silver, so naturally they were not
She was afraid that he would poison her. Besides, she had to work at night after eating so much that she had to build up enough strength. She started to eat like no one else. When Mrs. Yang saw her unladylike eating appearance, she was shocked again.
Surprised and curious at the same time, a trace of ridicule flashed in his eyes, and he covered his mouth and said with a smile: "Princess, please eat slowly, don't choke..." "Plop!" Yi Qingchen had just swallowed a glass of wine, and when he heard her words, his whole body was filled with excitement.
Fortunately, she still knew table manners, so when she turned around in her busy schedule, she squirted all on a maid who was waiting for her behind her. She waved her hands repeatedly and said: "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't mean it..."
The maid never expected that the noble princess would actually apologize to a humble maid like her. She was so frightened that she knelt on the ground with a plop: "My dear princess, I will kill this slave if you say this." Mrs. Yang curled her mouth slightly and said with a smile: "My dear princess, my dear.
, You don’t have to be like this, she is just a cheap maid. Being able to get into the princess’s saliva is a blessing she has earned in eight lifetimes.” “You misunderstood, I am nothing...” She was about to say that she was nothing.
Princess, unexpectedly, her foot suddenly hurt, but it turned out that Feng Yiying had stepped on her under the table. She couldn't help but jump up and said angrily: "You... you..." Just as she was about to ask him what he was doing, Feng Yi unexpectedly
With a move of Ying's hand, a piece of sweet and sour pork ribs was stuffed into her mouth, successfully blocking her words. Feng Yiying smiled and said: "My beloved, this is your favorite dish, try it quickly."
"Xia Mi? When did she become his beloved concubine? What kind of airplane does this guy want to do? Yi Qingchen stared at him. She tried to open her mouth several times, but Feng Yiying successfully blocked it with food.