The mercenary queen was bound by a system and transmigrated to the Great Zhou Dynasty, becoming the Prime Minister's fake young miss. She originally wanted to enjoy a comfortable retirement, bu...
"Prince Ji, what brings you to my humble abode today?"
"Oh, nothing serious. I just saw you, an acquaintance, and wanted to have a meal with you and chat."
"Since Prince Ji has invited me, Guang Qing will not refuse."
Song Guangqing agreed, but he was thinking MMP in his heart. He and Ji Jingyi were not familiar with each other, on the contrary, they had a hostile relationship.
Ji Jingyi has a good relationship with the third prince. He is the cousin of the eldest prince. The third prince and the eldest prince are competing for the position of crown prince. How can they eat together?
Although both of them knew all this, he couldn't offend Ji Jingyi before the battle for the throne came to light.
Even though he was reluctant, Song Guangqing still got up and went out to eat with Ji Jingyi.
Later, he suggested eating in the courtyard, but Ji Jingyi insisted on going outside, and he had no choice but to agree.
"Hey, Guangqing, it would be boring for just the two of us to have dinner together. Call everyone from your side. I'll treat everyone to dinner."
"Prince Ji, they are just some lowly servants, not worthy of your invitation. No thanks."
"Guangqing, what you said is wrong. What's wrong with servants? Servants are also human beings, born by their fathers and raised by their mothers. I really want to treat everyone to a meal tomorrow. As their father, you won't disagree, right?"
"I……"
Song Guangqing was about to say he disagreed, but when he saw the leader's gaze, he swallowed the words that were about to come out of his mouth.
These were all assigned to him by his father. They were all quite skilled. Whenever his father had something to do, he would ask these people to do it.
As far as he knew, these ten people were sent by the eldest prince's cousin, and their hands were stained with blood. If he refused in front of everyone, it would make the leader unhappy and he would secretly attack him. He would be unable to resist even if he wanted to.
It was just like some of the women he had played with, who begged him desperately and he would not let them go.
Thinking of this, Song Guangqing said word by word: "Prince Ji is treating us, why are you all standing here? Hurry up and follow us."
"Oh, by the way, leave two people behind and pack their meals for them to bring back."
After Song Guangqing finished speaking, he followed Ji Jingyi out, followed by Lu Feng and eighteen thugs.
On the way to the restaurant, Ji Jingyi chatted with Song Guangqing from time to time.
Song Guangqing looked at the easy-going Ji Jingyi and felt that the rumors were not credible.
Before, he had never had close contact with Ji Jingyi. It was just that when he was in the capital, he heard his friends talk about Ji Jingyi. Everyone said that Prince Ji had a pair of powerful parents, was cynical, difficult to get along with, and was definitely a little bully in Kyoto.
But the current Ji Jingyi is not as exaggerated as his friends say. He is obviously very approachable.
Song Guangqing looked at Ji Jingyi, and suddenly an idea flashed through his mind. If he became friends with Ji Jingyi and lured him to the eldest prince's camp, then he would definitely have a better chance of winning when competing for the position of crown prince.
With this purpose in mind, Song Guangqing became more attentive to Ji Jingyi.
Ji Jingyi felt very embarrassed when he saw Song Guangqing's strange smile, but he didn't say anything unpleasant.
When they arrived at the restaurant, they were followed by Lu Feng and eighteen other people. Ji Jingyi asked the shopkeeper to arrange two tables and serve all the signature dishes.
He and Song Guangqing sat at a table alone.
After Ji Jingyi got the person out, he no longer had the heart to greet Song Guangqing.
Therefore, the following scene appeared at the dinner table: Song Guangqing racked his brains to find topics to talk about, but Ji Jingyi ignored him, which did not look like he was inviting anyone to dinner.
"Prince Ji, try this dish. The owner made it with tofu. It's smooth and tender and delicious."
“Oh, it tastes good.”