Her tone of voice was so charming that it made people inexplicably laugh.
The Fourth Prince took a few steps slower to enter, waving his hand to indicate that the servants did not need to follow him in to serve.
Inside, only Qiu Hu took the hot water bottle from Li Chenjiao's hand and replied to Li Chenjiao's string of words.
"The small kitchen just finished making red date and white fungus soup. Shall I have Green Bamboo bring two cups? It's autumn now, and as per Master's instructions, the small kitchen is also making snow pear soup—I reckon Second Princess is already asleep by now. Since Master just returned, the small kitchen has been fumigating with herbs to fumigate everything that was brought back this time. There are still some dried bayberries; I'll go get them now."
Li Chenjiao was already sitting on the soft couch. Soon, red date and white fungus soup and snow pear soup, as well as dried bayberries that Li Chenjiao was craving, were served on the small square table of slender-legged huanghuali wood set up in front of the couch.
The pear soup was naturally prepared for the Fourth Prince.
Li Chenjiao looked at the Fourth Prince, who had not yet taken his seat, her eyes narrowed, and her lips pursed in a hint of grievance: "Why is Your Highness standing so far away? Is it because you have a new concubine and no longer wish to see me?"
Li Chenjiao decided to figure out why she was jealous.
Upon hearing this, the Fourth Master raised an eyebrow slightly, but did not rush to speak. Instead, he walked to the soft couch opposite Li Chenjiao and sat down.
"I thought you didn't want me to come."
Oh, is Fourth Master still unhappy about Li Chenjiao keeping her distance from him on the way here?
The fact that Fourth Master was unhappy because of Li Chenjiao's little actions was actually a good thing for Li Chenjiao.
She rested her hands on the small table, propped her chin on her hands, and said, "Grandpa, have you ever heard the saying—'Near home, feelings grow stronger, fear intensifies'?"
She spoke slowly, her tone gentle, like a small boat drifting slowly on the water, her eyes, as tender as water, gradually curving upwards.
Looking at the beauty under the lamp, Li Chenjiao's eyebrows and eyes were also softened by the candlelight dancing in the glass cup.
Li Chenjiao didn't give the Fourth Master a chance to answer. She lowered her head, picked out a small dried bayberry from the white jade porcelain plate, and held it out to the Fourth Master: "Master, try it, how does it taste?"
Because of the gesture of raising his hand, a section of his fair wrist, as white as porcelain and as white as snow, came straight into the Fourth Master's eyes.
Li Chenjiao had no intention of flirting, yet it seemed as if she was flirting all along.
Fourth Master doesn't have any of those weird hobbies, and Li Chenjiao rarely feeds him anything like this; this is the first time.
Fourth Master ultimately did not utter any words of reprimand, but instead raised his hand and took Li Chenjiao's wrist.
Fourth Master did not lower his head, but simply raised Li Chenjiao's hand slightly and took the translucent dried bayberry into his mouth under Li Chenjiao's somewhat surprised gaze.
The candlelight flickered, and Li Chenjiao's fingertips seemed to feel a little hot.
When did Fourth Master learn all this?
It completely caught her off guard.
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