"Purple wood is so precious, and you actually used it to make a table."
Seemingly finding the texture pleasant, Mo Shisheng couldn't resist touching it a couple more times. When her gaze fell on the chair beside her, she paused, stunned. "You're inhumanly extravagant! You even used purple wood for the chair!"
"..."
Ming Beiya did not answer, but instead gently touched his high nose with his slender fingers. This purple wood might be very precious to the human world, but there was a patch of this purple wood planted on the back mountain of his Imperial Preceptor's Mansion, all of which were moved from the Demon Realm.
But these words cannot be spoken to Mo Shisheng now. When the time is right, he will naturally speak frankly and openly.
Having seemingly touched enough, Mo Shisheng slowly withdrew her hand, picked up a handkerchief to wipe it, and noticed that Jiang Ge, Jiang Yao, Zhu Que, and the two cooks were still standing to the side. Her lips twitched slightly. "Come and sit down."
"No way, sis!"
Upon hearing Mo Shisheng's words, Jiang Yao quickly shook her head, "The Imperial Preceptor is of noble status, and we lowly servants are not allowed to sit with him."
Mo Shisheng was born into a society governed by the rule of law. Although this other world had some similarities to the survival rules of the 25th century she had lived in—after all, the strong survive and the weak die—Mo Shisheng still disliked the division of people into different classes.
She frowned slightly. "I'll sit down then."
"Can……"
Jiang Yao was about to say something when Zhu Que interrupted, "Sister Shangguan, don't be angry. The Imperial Advisor generally doesn't like people getting within three steps of him, so..."
"Shut up."
Before Zhuque could finish speaking, Ming Beiya glanced at him coldly, then pulled Mo Shisheng up, lazily lifted her up, and carried her to the other side of the long table. He then sat down with Mo Shisheng in his arms.
Mo Shisheng struggled to get up, but she was no match for Ming Beiya. With an angry look on her face, she said, "Let go of me!"
"sit."
Ming Beiya did not answer Mo Shisheng's question, but gently raised his hand and patted her back, as if coaxing a child.
Suzaku found the scene before him utterly appalling!
He was puzzled as to why he was given a cold look when he spoke up for his master. It turned out that his master was willing to move his own seat to please the beauty.
The purplewood table was quite long, with at least three steps between each end, just enough to sit down without having to get too close to Ming Beiya. Why not?
Jiang Yao, being carefree, was the first to sit down. After sitting down, she pulled Jiang Ge next to her to sit down as well. Noticing that Zhu Que and the two cooks were still standing, she waved and said, "Come on, sit down!"
Suzaku and the two cooks: "..."
Girl, you have such a big heart!
However, Jiang Yao's genuine personality brought a faint smile to Mo Shisheng's lips. Jiang Ge and Jiang Yao were the two people she was most familiar with in this other world, and in the short time they had spent together, Mo Shisheng had regarded them as her own younger sisters.
Although Jiang Ge and Jiang Yao are older than her, Mo Shisheng is half again as old as both of them across two lifetimes!
Noticing the smile on Mo Shisheng's face, Ming Beiya gently curled his lips, picked up a piece of grass with his chopsticks and brought it to Mo Shisheng's lips, "Try it and see if the chef's cooking suits your taste."
Mo Shisheng blinked her watery eyes at Ming Beiya's sudden affectionate feeding, "You... I can eat by myself."
"..."
Ming Beiya remained silent, showing no intention of removing the food that was placed to her lips. Noticing that several gazes in the room were fixed on her, Mo Shisheng was forced to open her mouth.
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