Fu Yao seemed to know Jiang Jiang's preferences very well, and the dishes on the table were basically her favorites.
After the meal, Yu Zhiqing looked at him coldly as he didn't eat much and was only busy serving dishes to Jiang Jiang.
Her favorite fish had too many bones. When she was in Chuxiu Palace, the imperial kitchen would occasionally make this dish, and Yu Zhiqing could see Jiang Jiang's helpless expression facing it.
In the end, I could only sip it off bit by bit with great difficulty.
But now Fu Yao's movements were so skillful that Yu Zhiqing felt that he had ruined countless fish in private.
Only after all the fish bones are removed can the snow-white fish meat be put into the Jiangjiang bowl.
Jiang Jiang also looked as if he was used to it.
There seemed to be a special atmosphere between the two of them, and ordinary people couldn't easily interfere.
Ordinary person Yu Zhiqing: "..."
When she was busy eating and refusing to eat dog food, she felt that Fu Yao seemed to glance at her.
Yu Zhiqing raised her eyes and saw the fading look in his eyes——
...proud?
Is he showing off to himself?
Yu Zhiqing really wanted to let Jiang Jiang see his true face, but in the end, in anger...
Angry for a moment.
I endured it in a very hopeless way.
Don’t ask, the question is what is the future, can it be used to make a living?
Fu Yao still had some government affairs to deal with, so he left after lunch.
But even after the person left, Yu Zhiqing still had the illusion that this person was still around, as if he was eavesdropping on their conversation in some dark corner.
This feeling was hidden between half truth and half falsehood, even though the windows in the house were clean and bright, and the sunlight shone through the gauze curtains into the room and touched people, casting a faint golden glow on them.
But the chill that felt like a tarsal bone still couldn't be dispelled.
Yu Zhiqing shuddered, and looking at Jiang Jiang who was standing aside with a calm expression, she felt a little more respect for him.
"Are you...really doing this willingly?"
"Are you really staying with him voluntarily?"
As soon as these two sentences were asked, Yu Zhiqing felt a chill, as if someone was eavesdropping on her. However, when she looked around in shock, there was nothing unusual.
Yu Zhiqing was so shocked that she almost thought she was having a seizure.
"Of course it's voluntary."
Jiang Jiang's sweet voice was like a ray of light that cut through the mist, allowing Yu Zhiqing to finally feel the warmth of the sun and breathe a sigh of relief.
"Actually, I didn't believe it at first. But after this meal, I've changed my mind about His Majesty. At least toward you, he must be sincere."
...But even if it's sincere now, what about the future? If the sincerity fades one day, will it still be good?
This was the situation in Yu Zhiqing's family. In the past, when her father favored a certain concubine, even she and her mother could not say anything harsh to that concubine and could only let her run rampant in the house.
But after she changed her heart, she was ridiculed at home and fell seriously ill, without even a maid by her side to inform her.
In the end, she and her mother went to see the concubine for the last time. All she remembered was the withered bones of the beautiful woman, no longer there.
Her father was only a fourth-rank official, nothing in the capital, and if he was still like this, what about the emperor? If Jiang Jiang was wronged in the harem, who could save her?
The worries in her heart weighed on Yu Zhiqing like a heavy mountain. Jiang Jiang also noticed that she was in a bad mood, so she tried her best to pick out some fun things in the Yangxin Palace to tell her.
In the end, Yu Zhiqing realized that although she came to care about her, she ended up coaxing herself.
He couldn't help but sneer in his heart. No wonder that mad dog likes such a good girl like Jiang Jiang.
After the two of them had reminisced enough about the past, the moment they stepped out of the palace gate, Yu Zhiqing felt as if the clouds in her heart had parted and she saw the light of day.
She doubted any man in the world would change his mind, and she shouldn't doubt Fu Yao.
In his previous life, until his death, no woman had ever appeared by his side, let alone been attracted to her.
Such a madman, born in an extreme lack of emotion, would use all means to keep his loved one by his side if he had one.
Vent out the suppressed, sticky emotions that have never been released by anyone on the other person.
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