Qin Zhao and Jing Li were sitting on the same side and also saw Yue Qingzi's little movements.

He understood and stood up to return the greeting: "Greetings, Master Yue."

Jing Li returned the greeting, and then heard the prefect say with a smile, "Please sit down, everyone. Qingzi's cooking skills are excellent, and even the chefs in the Beijing restaurant can't compare with his pastries. Mr. Qin, would you like to try some?"

Qin Zhao: "Yes."

The cakes had been placed on the small table between Qin Zhao and Jing Li. Qin Zhao handed one to Jing Li personally and said, "Eat it."

A Zi named this bunny-shaped pastry Jade Rabbit Bun. He came up with the recipe after learning from a pastry chef in his hometown. The taste is indeed unique.

After eating it last time, Jing Li couldn't stop thinking about it, not to mention the little guy in his arms.

He was already waving his arms, eager for Jing Li to feed him.

After delivering the pastries, Yue Qingzi did not leave. Instead, he waited quietly by the side, helping them pour tea and water.

This is actually not something a young master in a mansion should do, but no one present thought there was anything wrong with this action.

In this era when Shuang'er's status is low, even the young master in the mansion has a low status.

Besides, Yue Qingzi is not the prefect's biological son.

Jing Li has come into contact with many Shuang'ers in this world, but the only one he is familiar with is Ayi, who runs a pharmacy in the county town.

Ayi is a business man, more independent and self-reliant than many of his peers. If it weren't for his unusual appearance and gentle nature, he'd be just like any other boy Jing Li knew.

But Yue Qingzi is different.

This person is closer to the most typical Shuang'er of this era. She has been brought up by her parents since she was young. She is sensible and knows etiquette. Her speech and behavior show that she was born in a wealthy family.

Such a girl would usually be married off to a wealthy family by her parents. Even if she couldn't become the legal wife, she wouldn't be bullied.

For Shuang'er, this is their best fate.

Thinking of this, the reason why the prefect specially asked Yue Qingzi to come and serve tea is self-evident.

Jing Li was in a complicated mood and lowered his head to bite the pastry without any taste.

Yue Qingzi poured the prefect's tea and suddenly said, "Second Uncle, it's rare for Madam Qin to bring the young master to your house. It's so boring to sit here and drink tea. It just so happens that the flowers in the backyard are blooming. I want to invite Madam Qin to the backyard to enjoy the flowers."

Jing Li blinked, and when he looked up, he saw Yue Qingzi smiling at him.

The smile was still a little unfamiliar, but very friendly.

"That's fine," the prefect said with a smile. "You and Madam Qin are about the same age. You could hang out more often, just like making more friends. What do you think, Mr. Qin?"

He didn't ask Jing Li what he thought, but asked Qin Zhao directly.

"That depends on my husband's wishes." Qin Zhao turned back to look at Jing Li, "Do you want to go?"

Of course Jing Li is willing.

He nodded in agreement and was about to stand up holding the little fish.

The little fish still had cakes stuffed in its mouth. Suddenly, it was about to be taken away. It looked back at the cakes reluctantly.

Yue Qingzi walked forward and whispered in Xiaoyuzi's ear, "There are more in the backyard."

After saying this, he bowed to the prefect and Qin Zhao, then smiled at Jing Li and took him out of the hall.

The two young men left together. The prefect looked at their backs and smiled happily: "It seems that Madam Qin and Qingzi are very compatible."

Qin Zhao nodded in agreement.

The prefect stroked his beard and said slowly, "My nephew has also reached the age of marriage..."

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The backyard of the prefect's residence was larger than that of an ordinary home. It was spring, and flowers were in full bloom. There was also a pond of moderate size. Yue Qingzi took Jing Li and Xiao Yuzai to the pavilion by the pond and had the servants serve two trays of refreshments.

"Tea, please." Yue Qingzi sent the servant away and personally poured a cup of tea for Jing Li, "Madam Qin."

He deliberately emphasized the last part of his address, but his eyes were full of smiles. Jing Li understood what he meant and smiled as well: "Thank you, Master Yue."

As the servants gradually walked away, Yue Qingzi's straight back suddenly softened and he let out a long sigh: "I'm suffocating to death."

He seemed extremely tired, leaning forward on the stone table in the pavilion, without the solemnity and courtesy he had shown in front of the prefect just now.