Chapter 203 Want to please me?
"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Aunt Hua." Ye Qingyu nodded slightly, a gentle smile on his face. He had always been respectful of his mother's former personal maid. After all, Aunt Hua had witnessed many of his mother's lives and had always taken good care of her.
As expected, the meal arrived, and it was a feast for the eyes. The table was filled with a variety of delicacies, vibrant in color and fragrant with aroma. Qing Yi took a closer look and saw not only the exquisite side dishes that Ye Qingyu loved, but also his own favorite spicy dishes. The bright red chilies whetted his appetite just by looking at them. He thought to himself, "Hey, this Aunt Hua is really amazing! She even knows what I like to eat? Is there some secret behind this?" Of course, Feixia wine was also on the table.
This was where the King of the Northwest originally brewed his wine, so naturally, his largest wine cellar was also here. The cellar was filled with fine wines of various vintages and flavors, and Feixia wine was the best among them.
Aunt Hua, seeing the young prince begin his meal, tactfully went outside to wait on him. She wasn't his personal maid, so naturally, she didn't have to be constantly by his side. She stood quietly outside the door, occasionally peeking in through the crack, sizing up Qing Yi.
"So there's Feixia here? I'll come here to drink from now on!" Qing Yi's eyes lit up with excitement. He picked up the wine glass, tilted his head back and drank the Feixia wine in the glass.
"Have some food. Aunt Hua's cooking is pretty good." Ye Qingyu said as he picked up his chopsticks and put a piece of food into Qingyi's bowl.
"Let me try it. By the way, how did Aunt Hua know that I like these dishes?"
"Aunt Hua just asked me what Master Qingyi likes to eat." Standing aside, she gracefully filled her master's glass with wine and spoke softly. In front of Ye Qingyu, she restrained herself a lot.
"Ah, I see. Hey, you guys sit down and eat too!" Qing Yi looked at Qing Feng standing nearby and Qing Qing waiting at the table and greeted them warmly. He had never liked the clear distinction between master and servant, believing that eating together was more lively.
"..." Qing Yi realized that as soon as he said that, the other three people all looked at him in unison, their eyes full of surprise and unexpectedness.
"What's wrong?" Qing Yi felt a little uneasy when he was looked at. He subconsciously touched his face and kept wondering: Is there something stuck on my face? Or did I say something wrong just now?
"Qingfeng, Qingqing, please sit down and eat with us." Ye Qingyu glanced at Qingyi and gave the instructions.
According to the rules of the palace, servants are not allowed to eat at the same table with their masters. They usually have to wait until their masters have finished eating before they can simply eat some leftovers.
But Qing Yi didn't quite understand these formalities. He just felt that he was sitting there enjoying his meal, with two people standing next to him staring at him while he was eating. He felt uncomfortable all over and that the meal was not enjoyable.
"Thank you, my master. I'd better serve you first before eating." Qingqing quickly declined, with a bit of panic in her eyes.
Although people in the martial arts world are not bound by so many rules, this is the royal palace after all, and the rules are strict. If they are seen eating at the same table with their master, they will definitely be punished if the news gets out.
"Hey, he doesn't need you to feed him, so what's there to serve? Of course, even if he insists on being fed, it should be me. Qing girl, Qingfeng, you two stand aside, I won't feel comfortable eating." Qing Yi said while deliberately making an exaggerated expression.
"Then...then we'll go out and wait on you. Master, please call us if you need anything?" Qingqing hesitated, repeatedly declining. She truly wanted to dine at the same table with her master, but the difference in status kept her from crossing the line. Qingfeng was certainly qualified, but he was known for his measured approach and rarely overstepped the boundaries.
"Eat it or not!" Seeing that they were still refusing, Qing Yi simply ignored them, picked up the chopsticks and started eating with big mouthfuls. He couldn't help but mutter in his heart: Why do these people have so many broken rules? It's so troublesome to even have a meal.
"There's no outsider here, please sit down." Ye Qingyu looked at Qing Yi's impatient expression and found it amusing. This person never took the rules seriously. He said whatever he wanted and did whatever he wanted. He lived a free and easy life.
"Master? This is against the rules..." Qingqing continued to shy away, her voice getting smaller and smaller, her head lowered, her hands unconsciously tugging at the corners of her clothes. Of course, she wanted to eat at the same table with her master, but her mind told her not to do so.
"Hurry up and sit down. Can't you see that Hero Qingyi is unhappy?" Ye Qingyu seemed to be joking, but there was a hint of seriousness in his eyes.
"Yes, thank you, Master, and thank you, Master Qingyi." Qingfeng and Qingqing noticed that their master was actually joking, and his tone was light, indicating that he was in a genuinely good mood. They knew they couldn't spoil their master's fun, let alone Master Qingyi's, so they cautiously sat down to the side.
After the four of them finished eating, Qingyi, of course, enjoyed the meal the most. He leaned back in his chair, a satisfied smile on his face.
"Hey, Xiaoye, do you think the King of the Northwest is trying to curry my favor?" Qingyi picked up the wine glass and was about to pour it into his mouth, but he found that the wine glass had been forcibly confiscated by Ye Qingyu and replaced with fragrant tea. He curled his lips in dissatisfaction, but still picked up the teacup and took a sip.
"What did I do to please you?" Ye Qingyu heard this, his face full of disbelief, secretly complaining in his heart: How can this kid be so shameless? Why would my father try to please him?
"He knew very well that I couldn't pick those things, but he still arranged for me to come here. Look, there's Feixia there, and there's my favorite food too. If it's not to please me, what else could be his purpose?" Qing Yi raised his head slightly, with a well-reasoned and confident look, analyzing seriously.
"..." Ye Qingyu opened his mouth, but couldn't think of a rebuttal. However, he didn't believe that his father would lower himself to please this boy. He just thought Qingyi was drunk and talking nonsense.
"Really? He must be afraid that I will kidnap you away! Hahahaha..." Qing Yi was just joking and couldn't help but laugh triumphantly.
Ye Qingyu shook his head helplessly, looking at the guy in front of him who was so proud of himself, and sighed in his heart: He must have drunk too much, he doesn't even know who he is, and keeps saying nonsense.
"Okay, let's go back." Ye Qingyu said, then stood up, tidied his clothes and prepared to leave.
"Let's go!" Qing Yi also stood up in response, his steps still a little unsteady, obviously drunk. When they went out, they saw Aunt Hua standing quietly outside the door, waiting, with a hint of respect in her eyes.
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