Chapter 349 Fans

He beckoned the attendant and gave him a few instructions. The attendant listened attentively, and the more he listened, the more dazed he looked.

The attendant looked at him hesitantly and said cautiously: "Your Highness, do you really need to prepare so much? I'm afraid..."

"Just do as I tell you," Xiao Mingye said in an unquestionable tone: "I want the freshest."

The attendant: "..."

Xiao Mingye's voice was very low, and Jiang Zhiyu and Du Chen didn't hear clearly what he said.

After the attendant left, Xiao Mingye said excitedly: "It's time to eat, where are we going?"

He was tired of eating in the restaurant these days, and rejected Du Chen's suggestion without hesitation, looking at Jiang Zhiyu with starry eyes.

Jiang Zhiyu: "..."

She originally wanted to go to the general's mansion for a meal, but now that Xiao Mingye was following her, it would be impolite to go again.

She tilted her head and thought for a moment. Did Xiao Mingye seem to be interested in Qingfeng Pavilion before?

She couldn't remember clearly, so she tried to ask: "How about going to Qingfeng Pavilion? There is a new chef there, and the exotic dishes he makes are delicious."

Exotic dishes?

Xiao Mingye nodded: "Okay."

...

Because of the conspiracy, all the ministers were in danger. Even the common people were panicked because of the increase in the number of guards patrolling the streets, and they stayed at home.

There were few people on the street, let alone Qingfeng Pavilion.

In the top floor of Qingfeng Pavilion, crystal jade disks were used as lamps, pearl gravel was used as curtains, and bright red gauze was used as curtains.

Su Bai was half lying on the couch, holding a wine pot, with a flushed face.

He usually stays in the dark room, and even when he goes out, he wears a human skin mask and does not show his true face to others.

Now that Qingfeng Pavilion is deserted, he can finally go out for some fresh air with his face on.

Across from him, Du Chi and He Yanting are playing chess.

He Yanting is obviously a little absent-minded, and several times he makes a move, he is urged by Du Chi to put it down.

When Su Bai sees Du Chi stretching out his sinful hand to steal the chess piece again and again, he can't help but "tsk".

"You still have to rely on these means to win after all this? Tsk tsk tsk tsk."

"Winning is my ability!" Du Chi was not annoyed, but raised his head with some pride: "The process is not important, the result is the most important."

Su Bai snorted lightly.

"So, what happened to this guy today? He seems to have lost his soul."

Taking advantage of the fact that He Yanting had no reaction to them, Du Chen did not hesitate at all and shouted.

"What else can we do? We kidnapped someone's chef and thought everything would be fine. But today, no one showed up. We sent someone to invite him, but we heard that Xiao Mingye had asked him out first. We are so worried."

As soon as the words fell, Su Bai and Du Chi laughed.

As the saying goes, alcohol makes people brave.

If Su Bai was sober, he would never dare to say this so bluntly.

As they were laughing, they raised their eyes and bumped into He Yanting's dark eyes.

Su Bai: "..."

Du Chi: "..."

The laughter stopped abruptly, and the two of them felt a jolt in their hearts at the same time.

Su Bai's eyes moved slightly, and he showed Du Chi a weird smile. Du Chi widened his eyes slightly, and saw Su Bai's eyes rolled up, holding the wine bottle, and seemed to fall asleep.

Du Chi: "..."

A hundred dirty words flashed through his mind.

There was only silence in the air. Du Chi's throat was dry. He looked away and asked reluctantly, "By the way, what did the emperor ask you to do today? You were busy all day, appeasing court officials and finding out the truth. These tasks that should have been done by the prince were put on you. He wouldn't ask you to do anything else, right?"

He Yanting looked at his two friends and felt a little tired. He stroked his forehead with his hand, "It's not a big deal. Let's just find the Nanlong witch doctor."

Although he said it was not a big deal, his brows were tightly locked.

"Nanlong Witch Doctor?" Du Chi asked in confusion: "Didn't you find it? Don't you want to hand it over to the emperor?"

He Yanting shook his head slightly: "During the Nanlong War, the emperor wanted to find a doctor who knows about insects to accompany him."

They were all smart people, and when He Yanting said this, they all understood what he meant.

There are only two doctors who know about insects in the capital now, one is Jiang Zhiyu and the other is Nanlong Witch Doctor.

He Yanting would definitely be reluctant to let Jiang Zhiyu go to the battlefield, so there would only be the Nanlong Witch Doctor left.

Although he knew the whereabouts of the Nanlong Witch Doctor very well, the difficulty was how to let the Nanlong Witch Doctor travel with the army without him having the idea of ​​colluding with the army.

Du Chi felt a headache just thinking about it.

"Have you thought of a solution?" Su Bai suddenly said, "How about arresting him first, and controlling him with drugs or something else? Let him agree first and then hand him over to the emperor?"

Du Chi snorted twice, imitating his words in a weird way.

Su Bai rolled his eyes fiercely.

"The witch doctor has a strange temper. If we force him, I'm afraid it will be counterproductive."

He Yanting's cold voice was a little low, and then his face changed, and his pupils trembled slightly.

It was rare to see him react so much. Su Bai and Du Chi also looked in the direction of his sight, and saw Jiang Zhiyu talking to the attendant, and next to her was Xiao Mingye.

Su Bai turned his head to glance at his friend's face and coughed slightly.

Du Chi also silently moved away.

Jiang Zhiyu was talking to Xiao Mingye when she felt a burning gaze. She looked up and saw He Yanting with his eyes slightly downcast, looking at her with a smile.

Jiang Zhiyu raised her arm and waved.

A servant ran down from the upstairs and bowed to Jiang Zhiyu, saying, "Miss Jiang, Mr. He invites you all to dine together."

Jiang Zhiyu didn't have any objections. She glanced at Xiao Mingye, who knew what she was going to ask and waved his hand, saying, "It's all right, and he's all right too."

Since they all had no objections, they all went to the top floor together. When

they entered the house, only He Yanting and Du Chi were left, and they came over with a smile.

Several people exchanged greetings one by one. Du Chi looked at Du Chen, who had been looking at him without blinking since he entered the room, and said with a smile, "Who is this little brother?"

Du Chen's face flushed red, and he didn't know where to put his hands.

He opened his mouth, and although he was obviously very excited, his vocal cords seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't make any sound.

Xiao Mingye had never seen him like this before, and he laughed out loud without giving him any face.

Seeing that one was about to pout and the other was about to pout, Jiang Zhiyu sighed softly and said to Du Chi who was confused, "He is your fan. Oh, it means he likes you very much, wants to meet you very much, and is very excited to see you."

They probably didn't understand the meaning of fans, Jiang Zhiyu explained. It would have been

fine if he hadn't explained. Once he explained, Du Chen's face turned even redder and his breathing became heavier.

He Yanting's eyes dimmed, as if he was thinking about something.

He could also agree with this explanation.

Does that mean he is a fan of Jiang Zhiyu?

Du Chi didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and comforted Du Chen: "Don't be so nervous, do you like my paintings?"

Du Chen took a few deep breaths, trying his best to suppress his excitement, and stammered: "Yes, yes, your painting skills are amazing, I admire you very much, no, I admire you."