Chapter 121 Green Hat
Jiang Fei waited in the private room for a while, and Wei Mingzhen came back. He was stunned to see her suddenly appear here.
"When did Miss Jiang Er arrive? Why didn't I see you?"
Jiang Fei smiled at him and said, "I went to the wrong private room just now and just came back."
Wei Mingzhen also nodded with a smile. Just as he was about to close the door, he saw Pei Jing and Wei Ciying standing side by side.
"Your Highness, this is Ciying." Wei Mingzhen greeted everyone one by one.
"I just met King Zhaoning downstairs." Wei Ciying said.
Pei Jing nodded slightly, his eyes swept over Jiang Fei who was sitting in the private room, and landed on Wei Ciying, "It seems your brother has invited someone too. Since we've already met, why not go together?"
Wei Ciying hesitated to speak and was about to find a reason to refuse, but Wei Mingzhen had already agreed.
"Your Highness, please." Wei Mingzhen stepped aside to make way.
The reason why he agreed immediately was that it was obviously more reassuring to have Pei Jing and Wei Ciying under his nose rather than keeping them separated by a wall.
Since Wei Mingzhen has already agreed, Wei Ciying can no longer refuse.
Jiang Fei looked at Wei Ciying and didn't see any displeasure on her face, but the moment Pei Jing proposed it, she obviously wanted to refuse. It seemed that she really had some acting skills.
The original world of two people was directly upgraded to a four-person human observation experiment, and everyone had their own ulterior motives.
The atmosphere in the private room suddenly became subtle.
Jiang Fei lowered her head and took a sip of tea, and out of the corner of her eye she saw Pei Jing sitting down opposite her.
Pei Jing was playing with the teacup, but his eyes were vaguely on her, making her feel very uncomfortable.
"Sister-in-law." Wei Ciying tilted her head in confusion, "What kind of lip balm are you using today? The color is quite nice."
Jiang Fei was stunned. She raised her hand to touch her lips, her fingertips hovering at the edge of her lips, and her ears turned red unconsciously.
This sentence brought her thoughts back to a stick of incense before, when she was locked in Pei Jing's arms, and even her strength to struggle was softened by his scorching body temperature.
What kind of lip balm is this? It's "Fengpi" lip balm!
Pei Jing looked at her with a half-smile, obviously also watching how she lied.
Jiang Fei put down her hand with forced composure and said, "It's still the same lip balm. Maybe it's a little irritated, the color is different from usual."
Pei Jing was in a good mood because he was the one who started the fire.
"I've been getting easily irritated lately," Pei Jing said, hinting, "I'm also getting irritated. Tell the waiter to bring a few bowls of chilled lotus seed soup so we can all cool down."
His fingers gently stroked the edge of the teacup, his eyes fixed on Jiang Fei's lips, as if savoring the touch just now.
Wei Mingzhen frowned slightly, "Miss Jiang, are you feeling unwell? Your complexion seems a little..."
"I'm fine, it's a bit hot today." Jiang Fei interrupted hurriedly, picked up the teacup and took a sip in a disguised manner, but accidentally choked and started coughing.
Wei Mingzhen immediately handed over a handkerchief. Jiang Fei quickly took it and covered her lips with it. When she raised her eyes, she happened to meet Pei Jing's eyes.
Jiang Fei really wanted to glare at Pei Jing, but she was afraid that he would think she was flirting with him.
In a short while, the waiter served the chilled lotus seed soup and placed a bowl in front of each person.
Jiang Fei stared at the bowl of lotus seed soup, wishing she could throw it directly on Pei Jing's head.
The sound of the porcelain spoon hitting the edge of the bowl in the private room was particularly clear, and the atmosphere was a little too depressing.
Wei Ciying suddenly spoke up, "This restaurant wasn't originally called this. I don't know how they suddenly changed their name. However, Yuzhuanlou is more elegant than the original name."
Pei Jing shook the wine cup in his hand and asked, "What was it called?"
"Yicui Tower."
Pei Jing paused shaking the cup, and glanced at Jiang Fei calmly, "What do you think is wrong with Yicui Tower?"
Wei Ciying finally found a topic that interested Pei Jing. A smile flickered in her eyes as she said, "It's not that 'Yicui' is bad, but the 'Yi' is too soft, and the 'Cui' too light. It's beautiful, but it lacks some character. How can it be as sonorous as 'Yuzhuan'?"
"Jade is a gentleman's vessel, and food is a delicacy of elegance. Just hearing the name fills the room with the fragrance of ink..."
Jiang Fei yawned secretly, and Wei Mingzhen nodded in appreciation as he listened.
"...Even ordinary soups can be tasted with the charm of 'Shan Jia Qing Gong'. How can this romantic and romantic feeling of Yi Cui be compared with the rhyme of jade dishes?"
Wei Ciying prided herself on having some talent, and it was time for her to show it off. As she spoke to herself, she didn't notice Pei Jing's increasingly gloomy expression.
The wine cup in Pei Jing's hand suddenly fell heavily on the table, making a "dong" sound.
The private room suddenly became quiet.
"Miss Wei does have a unique perspective." His voice became a little colder, and his fingertips slowly traced the rim of the cup. "But I think the word 'Yicui' is very good."
Wei Mingzhen keenly sensed Pei Jing's displeasure and said with a light cough, "A name is just a nickname, and besides..."
"The emerald green is clear and refreshing, and leaning against it brings a cool feeling." Pei Jing interrupted, his eyes flickering over Jiang Fei. "It's especially pleasant to lean against in the summer, but it's not a name that any restaurant can claim."
Jiang Fei was stirring the lotus seed soup with her head down. She always felt that there was something else behind Pei Jing's words, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.
The smile on Wei Ciying's face froze, "Your Highness is right."
Pei Jing retracted his gaze and looked at Wei Ciying, "We've been talking for so long, you must be hungry. I'll have someone bring some food."
The waiter came up and Pei Jing ordered a few dishes and snacks. He smiled and said to Wei Ciying, "I didn't know what you like, so I just ordered some."
Wei Ciying said, "The dishes ordered by His Majesty are naturally all delicious."
Soon, the eight-immortal table was filled with exquisite snacks and dishes.
Jiang Fei took a look and found that most of the dishes were her favorite flavors, such as chicken slices in lotus sauce, shrimps with Longjing tea, steamed chestnut powder cake with osmanthus sugar, and candied cherries.
This bastard just forcefully kissed her, so he must be here to compensate her now.
Jiang Fei would not go against her stomach. She picked up the chopsticks and was about to start eating, but suddenly she remembered that Wei Mingzhen was still beside her. She could only act like a lady from a noble family. The food she put in her mouth with one chopstick was not even enough to fill the gaps between her teeth.
Pei Jing was amused by her pretentiousness. Not everyone could see Jiang Xiaocui's carefree look.
That vague gaze kept lingering on Jiang Fei, making her lose her appetite.
But when she looked at Pei Jing, why did she feel that Pei Jing's face was filled with a kind of interest in accusing Wei Mingzhen of being a cuckold, and even the look in his eyes when he looked at Wei Mingzhen was filled with a bit of sympathy?
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