Qin Zhao's breathing stagnated.

His throat was inexplicably dry, and even his voice became a little hoarse: "No, it's okay."

The boy was still struggling with his clothes. He was tugging at his collar, and a little bit of his pale pink fingertips was visible from the wide sleeves.

Qin Zhao turned his head away, not daring to continue reading.

He turned back to the table, picked up the cold tea on the table and took a big sip, only then did he suppress the inexplicable restlessness in his heart.

The Regent remained silent for a moment, and Jing Li didn't dare to move. After waiting for a long moment, he called out softly, "...Prince?"

Qin Zhao cleared his throat: "What?"

Jing Li asked softly, "You... didn't you ask me to prove it to you? Now that I've proven it, can you... can you stop eating me?"

Qin Zhao took another big sip of tea.

Sometimes he couldn't tell whether this little monster was really innocent or was deliberately trying to seduce people.

He was the regent, had been in power for many years, and had known countless people. Whether facing the current emperor or important officials in the court, he had never been at a loss. Why did he appear so embarrassed in front of this young man?

How can this be disgraceful?

What should we do with this little monster?

Qin Zhao stroked the teacup with his fingers, and before he could think clearly, he suddenly heard a strange sound.

Qin Zhao didn't react to the sound at first. He looked up at the boy, only to see him covering his stomach with embarrassment: "Hungry... hungry."

After saying this, his stomach growled again.

Qin Zhao: "..."

"Don't laugh." Jing Li's ears felt slightly hot. "I didn't have enough to eat this morning."

The somewhat solemn atmosphere in the room suddenly dissipated. Qin Zhao asked with a smile, "Didn't I have someone feed you on time every day? Don't you like to eat?"

Jing Li nodded.

"So what do you want to eat?"

The boy's eyes fell on the pastry in Qin Zhao's hand.

Qin Zhao pushed the plate of cakes away and said, "Eat it."

Jing Li didn't dare to move and looked at him cautiously.

Qin Zhao: "Why, you don't dare to eat it? Do you want me to test it for poison?"

"No, no." Jing Li glanced at the cakes on the table, then looked at the Regent, and asked warily, "Are you really not going to eat me anymore? You don't want to fatten me up first, and then..."

Qin Zhao was so angry that he laughed: "Do you think I am treating you like a pig to be slaughtered?"

“…” Jing Li didn’t dare to say anything more and walked over and sat down obediently.

The boy's hair was still wet, and a few drops of water slid down the line of his neck into his collar, leaving a winding water mark. Qin Zhao was a little distracted, until the boy raised his head and looked at him uncomfortably, and he came back to his senses.

Qin Zhao lowered his head and took another sip of tea, then asked, "So you can eat human food?"

"Sure..." Jing Li said uncertainly, "It should be possible."

He ate so many cakes and cakes, but he never felt unwell.

After all, fish are omnivores.

"Should?" Qin Zhao heard something strange in his words.

Jing Li shook his head: "No, I can eat it."

Qin Zhao pondered for a moment, but said nothing. He stood up and walked out, opening the door and giving a few instructions to the servants waiting outside. When he turned around, the young man had sat up stiffly, looking at him pitifully.

"Don't worry, I'm not sending anyone to arrest you." Qin Zhao returned to the table. "I'm sending someone to prepare some food for you. Since you can eat human food, why not just eat cakes?"