He beckoned the servant over and gave him a few instructions. The servant listened attentively, and the more he listened, the more dazed his expression became.
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 unyielding tone, "I want the freshest."
Servant: “…”
Xiao Mingye's voice was very low, and Jiang Zhiyu and Du Chen couldn't hear clearly what he said.
After the attendants left, Xiao Mingye said excitedly, "It's time for dinner. Where shall we go?"
He was tired of eating out in restaurants these days, and rejected Du Chen's proposal without hesitation, looking at Jiang Zhiyu with starry eyes.
Jiang Zhiyu: “…”
She originally wanted to go to the general's mansion to eat for free, but now Xiao Mingye was following her, it would be impolite to go again.
She tilted her head and thought for a moment. It seemed that Xiao Mingye was a little interested in Qingfeng Pavilion before?
She couldn't remember clearly, so she tentatively asked, "How about going to Qingfeng Pavilion? There's a new chef there, and the exotic dishes he makes are delicious."
Exotic food?
Xiao Mingye nodded: "Yes."
…
Because of the rebellion, all the ministers were in danger. Even the common people were panicked and stayed at home because of the increase in the number of guards patrolling the streets.
There are few people on the street, let alone Qingfeng Pavilion.
On the top floor of Qingfeng Pavilion, there are crystal jade disks as lamps, pearl gravel as curtains, and bright red gauze as drapes.
Su Bai was half lying on the couch, holding a wine jug, his face flushed.
He usually stays in the dark room, and even when he comes 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 and get some fresh air with his face intact.
Opposite him, Du Chi and He Yanting were playing chess.
He Yanting was obviously a little absent-minded. Several times he made a move, he was urged to put it down by Du Chi.
When Su Bai saw Du Chi stretching out his evil hand to steal the chess piece again, he couldn't help but let out a "tsk".
"Even after all this, you still have to rely on these means to win? Tsk tsk tsk tsk."
"Winning is my ability!" Du Chi was not annoyed, but raised his head with a bit of 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, they were not at all shy and were shouting at him.
"What else can I do? I kidnapped someone's cook and thought everything would be fine. But today, he didn't show up. I sent someone to invite him, but I heard that Xiao Mingye had already asked him to leave. I'm really worried."
As soon as he finished speaking, Su Bai and Du Chi burst into laughter.
As the saying goes, alcohol makes cowards brave.
If Su Bai was sober, he would never dare to say this so bluntly.
As they were laughing, they looked up and happened to meet He Yanting's ink-black eyes.
Su Bai: “…”
All of them were idiots: "..."
The laughter stopped abruptly, and both of them felt a pang of relief in their hearts.
Su Bai's eyes moved slightly, and he gave Du Chi a weird smile. Du Chi widened his eyes slightly, and saw Su Bai's eyes rolled up, holding the wine pot, and seemed to fall asleep.
All of them were idiots: "..."
A hundred curse words suddenly flashed through his mind.
Silence filled the air. Du Chi's throat felt dry. He looked away and spoke with difficulty, "By the way, what did the Emperor ask you to do today? You've been so busy all day, appeasing the court officials and investigating the incident. These tasks that should have been done by the Crown Prince have been placed on you. He won't ask you to do anything else, will he?"
He Yanting looked at his two friends, feeling a little tired. He put his hand on his forehead and said, "It's not a big deal. Just looking for the Southern Gu witch doctor."
Although he said it was not a big deal, his brows were furrowed.
"Nan Gu witch doctor?" Du Chi asked doubtfully, "Didn't you find it? Don't you want to hand it over to the emperor?"
He Yanting shook his head slightly: "During the Southern Gu War, the Emperor wanted to find a physician who knows about Gu 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 in Beijing who know about poisonous insects, one is Jiang Zhiyu and the other is Nan Gu witch doctor.
He Yanting would definitely be reluctant to let Jiang Zhiyu go to the battlefield, so the only one left would be the Nan Gu witch doctor.
Although he knew the whereabouts of the Nan Gu witch doctor very well, the difficulty was how to let the Nan Gu witch doctor travel with the army without him having the intention of colluding with the army.
It's so stupid that I get 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? Get his consent first and then hand him over to the emperor?"
Everyone hummed twice and imitated his words in a sarcastic tone.
Su Bai rolled his eyes.
"That witch doctor has a strange temper. If we force him, it might just backfire."
There was a hint of hum in He Yanting's cold voice, and then his expression changed and his pupils trembled slightly.
It was rare to see such a big reaction from him. Su Bai and Du Chi followed his gaze and saw Jiang Zhiyu talking to a servant, 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 moved away silently.
Jiang Zhiyu was talking to Xiao Mingye when she felt a burning gaze. She looked up and saw He Yanting with his eyes slightly lowered, looking at her with a smile.
Jiang Zhiyu raised his arm and waved.
A servant came running down from the upper floor, bowed to Jiang Zhiyu and said, "Miss Jiang, Master 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. He's also all right."
Since everyone had no objections, they all went to the top floor together.
When he entered the house, only He Yanting and Du Chi were left, and they came to greet him with a chuckle.
Several people exchanged greetings one by one, staring blankly at Du Chen, who had been staring at him without blinking since he entered the room, and said with a smile: "Who is this little brother?"
Their faces flushed red with anger and they didn't know where to put their 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 a sound.
Xiao Mingye had never seen him like this before, and he immediately laughed out loud without giving him any face.
Seeing one about to pout from holding back, and the other about to pout from laughing, Jiang Zhiyu sighed softly and said to the bewildered crowd, "He's your fan. Oh, he just likes you very much, wants to meet you very much, and is super excited to see you."
They probably don’t understand what the fans mean, Jiang Zhiyu explained.
It would have been fine if he hadn't explained. Once he did, his face turned even redder with anger, and his breathing became heavier.
He Yanting's eyes dimmed slightly, as if he was thinking about something.
He can also agree with this explanation.
So can we say that he is a fan of Jiang Zhiyu?
Du Chi was at a loss for words, so he 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."
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