Mu Beichen rested his chin on his hand, leaning lazily against the corner of the table, his eyes sparkling with starlight as he looked at the speechless, petrified woman opposite him. He feigned innocence, not even blinking once from beginning to end.

At this moment, Yu Qianqian suddenly felt that the fish in her hand was no longer delicious. She was, after all, an empress, but now she had been reduced to sitting on equal footing with a lowly maid. She was very unhappy about this.

She stood there staring at him blankly for a long time, then reluctantly pointed with the fish head: "But...but don't you have maids by your side? They can do these little things too."

Mu Beichen glanced coldly at the two palace maids beside him, a sharp glint flashing in his eyes. He then maintained his composure and smiled casually at Yu Qianqian: "They're clumsy and incompetent. How can they be as comfortable as you serving them?"

His words were still echoing in my ears when he turned his gaze, his eyes sharp as a cold sword. He glanced at the palace maids beside him and deliberately raised his voice to add, "Right?"

Upon hearing this, the palace maids instinctively took a step back and immediately replied in unison, "Your Majesty is right. We are clumsy and not as skillful as Her Majesty the Empress!"

"..."

Yu Qianqian stared intently at the group of masters and servants opposite her, and unconsciously remained silent for a long, long time. She was more speechless than ever before in her life; she had been tricked.

Then, with no other choice, she had to put down the fish in her hand, then circled the huge table, got close to Mu Beichen, and swished her hand across his face a few times, instantly wiping it clean, which was practically the same as washing his face.

"Not bad..." Mu Beichen remained expressionless, his eyes filled with a smile as he carefully examined her body, and said slowly, "Hmm, you wiped it quickly, accurately, and ruthlessly, leaving not a single leaf behind. Your Majesty's technique is truly excellent."

Just as she finished speaking and was about to straighten up, and also bring her face closer, Yu Qianqian suddenly pressed down on her shoulders and made her sit up straight.

"If Your Majesty doesn't want to get any more dirty, then please stop!" Yu Qianqian's face was ashen, and she said this almost through gritted teeth. Her eyes clearly reflected Mu Beichen's face, which was almost deformed from being rubbed, and her finger marks were still on it.

Five thin, long finger marks on each cheek, clearly distinguished by their red and white color, were quite noticeable.

After calming down, she took a closer look and discovered that two of the legs of the chair Mu Beichen was sitting on were broken, and Mu Beichen's expression began to become extremely unnatural.

"Little Qian'er, are you hungry too?" He forced a smile, a smile that looked more like a grimace. "How about we eat together?"

She quickly turned around and sat down next to Mu Beichen without any politeness. Yu Qianqian casually grabbed two chopsticks and tapped them together, immediately turning her anger into a smile: "You should have said so earlier. Actually, I was already hungry, and you can't finish all this food by yourself. I'll just consider it helping you avoid wasting food."

Mu Beichen flicked his sleeve, slowly brought his handsome face closer, and said leisurely with a smile, "Actually, I also wanted to say... this dish is poisonous, you should be careful!"

Yu Qianqian was enjoying her meal when she heard these words. Suddenly, the delicious food in her mouth didn't taste right anymore. In a fit of anger, she sprayed Mu Beichen's face with her mouth.

He spat out a large mouthful of chewed leftover food and vegetables all at once, leaving not a single bit.