As the group began to eat, Yaoyue picked up her chopsticks and reached for a dish of food on the table.
Just as Yaoyue's chopsticks touched the food, another pair of chopsticks grabbed them.
Following the hand holding the chopsticks in front of him, who else could it be but Dongfang Bubai?
Seeing Dongfang Bubai blocking her way with chopsticks, Yaoyue narrowed her eyes, then withdrew her chopsticks to pick up other dishes.
Before Yaoyue could even pick up a dish with her chopsticks, Dongfang Bubai once again grabbed Yaoyue's chopsticks.
Twice in a row, Yaoyue couldn't help but look up at Dongfang Bubai.
In contrast, Dongfang Bubai responded with a cold laugh.
"This simple meal is hardly adequate; please remember to eat more, Palace Mistress!"
Hearing Dongfang Bubai's words, Yaoyue scoffed inwardly, her hand holding the chopsticks trembling slightly.
In the midst of the movement, the chopsticks that Dongfang Bubai had used to block Yaoyue were directly knocked away by a special force.
Without Dongfang Bubai's obstruction, Yaoyue successfully picked up a piece of food with her chopsticks.
Seeing this, Dongfang Bubai narrowed his eyes and quickly extended his chopsticks toward Yaoyue again. The speed was so fast that even Chu Qinghe and Qu Feiyan heard a slight whooshing sound.
At that moment, Chu Qinghe and Qu Feiyan, who were at the same table, seemed to see flashes of swords and shadows.
Furthermore, the icy gusts of wind generated during their exchange stung their faces.
After a few moments of hesitation, Chu Qinghe, considering his own safety, silently picked up a dish from the table and walked to the kitchen door.
Noticing Chu Qinghe's actions, Qu Feiyan also carried a plate of food and sat down with Chu Qinghe on the kitchen threshold.
Seeing the two women already creating strong gusts of wind as they fought, Qu Feiyan asked, "Young Master, aren't you going to try and persuade them?"
In response to Qu Feiyan's question, Chu Qinghe replied irritably, "How am I supposed to persuade them? Which of these two do you think I can beat?"
He glanced at the two women in the courtyard, then at Chu Qinghe.
Qu Feiyan felt that it was indeed a bit difficult for Chu Qinghe to mediate the fight.
Immediately, the little girl sighed inwardly.
"Looks like I won't be able to eat in peace from now on."
Listening to Qu Feiyan's words, Chu Qinghe felt alright.
After all, having another person in the house makes it a bit more lively.
Moreover, seeing Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue, two equally beautiful women, together, even in this confrontational situation, is a pleasure to behold.
Beautiful women! The more the merrier. If you get tired of looking at one, you can always find another. You won't get tired of them so easily.
fine.
Then, in the gentle breeze and bright sunshine of midday, the two sat at the kitchen doorway, each holding a bowl.
The other two sat in the courtyard, their chopsticks clashing like legendary weapons, creating a sense of clashing swords and shadows.
It was supposed to be a lazy midday, but the constant clinking of chopsticks added a touch of noise to the courtyard.
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Food cools down quickly in winter, and before Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue could even decide their match, the food on the table was already cold.
After Qu Feiyan went to the kitchen to heat it up for the two women, neither of them intended to stop.
Finally, Chu Qinghe spoke up, and only then did Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue quiet down and eat their food in peace.
Even while eating, Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue still looked at each other coldly.
Seeing the two girls' somewhat childish behavior, Chu Qinghe couldn't help but smile.
To ordinary people, Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue are both high-ranking geniuses who can only be looked up to.
But who could have known that when these two top talents of the time came together, they would have a childish side like children?
You know what, it's actually quite cute.
A quarter of an hour later, after Dongfang Bubai and Yaoyue finished eating, Dongfang Bubai picked through half of the dishes on the table and slowly got up.
As he walked toward the kitchen, Dongfang Bubai's aloof voice slowly rang out.
"If you're going to eat, you're going to clean up. This isn't the Yihua Palace, so don't expect anyone to serve you, Palace Master Yaoyue."
Upon hearing Dongfang Bubai's words, Yaoyue snorted coldly, "Are you trying to teach me how to do things?"
Upon seeing this, Dongfang Bubai's lips curled into a cold smile, but he did not respond further.
As Dongfang Bubai stepped into the kitchen, Yaoyue suddenly looked at Chu Qinghe, who was standing in the courtyard.
At this moment, Chu Qinghe was standing in the sunlight, and his whole body seemed to be sprinkled with a layer of golden light by the winter sun.
This made Chu Qinghe's handsome face and body seem to be tinged with a layer of fluorescence, making him even more dazzling.
He gently raised one hand, as if feeling the warmth of the sunlight.
When Yaoyue's gaze fell on Chu Qinghe, Chu Qinghe seemed to sense Yaoyue's gaze as well.
They turned their heads slightly and their eyes met.
A few breaths later, Chu Qinghe actually smiled gently at Yaoyue.
In an instant, a warm and gentle feeling washed over her, causing Yaoyue to be momentarily captivated by Chu Qinghe's beauty, and she subconsciously nodded in response.
After regaining her senses, Yaoyue glanced at the bowls and plates on the table, then looked at the handsome Chu Qinghe.
After pondering for a few moments, Yaoyue gently shook her head.
"Very well! After all, I represent the Yihua Palace. If I only care about eating and not about cleaning up, people will mistakenly think that the people of the Yihua Palace do not know the rules."
With that thought in mind, Yaoyue picked up the remaining bowls and plates and headed towards the kitchen.
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