In the original storyline, Feng Xunxi never left the palace until he was granted a princely title and fiefdom. Because of his poor health and constant need for medicine, he was not allowed to leave the palace.
Feng Xunxi extended one hand to Wan Ge, and Wan Ge grasped it, but did not let him exert any force; it was merely a light touch.
Feng Xunxi immediately sensed that Wan Ge didn't need his help; she was probably afraid he wasn't strong enough.
Thinking of this, a hint of disappointment flashed across Feng Xunxi's eyes, and he gripped the hand warmer even tighter.
Everyone knows he's not in good health, so what does Wan Ge think? Will she also look down on him?
No! You can't! Wan Ge can't dislike him, absolutely not!
Suddenly, the stove in Feng Xunxi's hand cracked, scattering shards and charcoal cakes all over the ground. Wan Ge pulled him aside and stood on the other side of the carriage, otherwise they would get their clothes dirty or get hurt.
"Your Highness, are you alright?" Wan Ge took his hand and carefully checked it.
Feng Xunxi lowered his eyes slightly, looking at the girl who was so anxious, and a warm feeling instantly came over him: "I'm fine, don't worry."
All the unhappiness he had felt dissipated, and Feng Xunxi seemed to have discovered something, a slight smile playing on his lips, but he still needed to conduct experiments.
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After agreeing to go home, Wan Ge followed Feng Xunxi to Chu Jing Lou, which was known as the number one building in the world.
The scenery here is first-rate, the food is first-rate, the music and opera are also first-rate, and the storytellers are the best in the country. However, the prices here are also very high; if you want a private room, it's really unaffordable for anyone but a very distinguished guest.
But it was obvious that Feng Xunxi was a special guest; as soon as they arrived, a servant led them to the best private room.
Outside the window is the moat, and the willow branches are weighed down by the snow. Everywhere you look is a picture.
Although they were on the third floor, there was a censer, so the room was still quite warm.
Whether it was Feng Xunxi or not, they didn't know that he had someone notify them in advance, but as soon as they sat down, one exquisite dish after another was brought in.
These are all local specialties, some of which even the imperial chefs couldn't make.
Feng Xunxi sat quietly beside her, serving her food, but he barely ate any himself.
"Why isn't Your Highness eating?" It has to be said that the food here is truly amazing. She has eaten countless delicacies, but her favorite is still the food cooked by her lover. However, what she is eating now still amazes her.
"This is delicious." Wange subconsciously took her small spoon and scooped up one of the dishes.
The dish has a lovely name, but the actual food is tofu. However, the soup used to stew the tofu is a rich broth made with meat and other ingredients.
The tofu was stewed just right, not overcooked at all. It was tender, smooth, and incredibly delicious.
Feng Xunxi opened her mouth, took a bite, and then replied, "It is indeed delicious."
Wan Ge belatedly realized what he had done, because their way of getting along had long since blurred the lines between who was who, so in the new world, he was easy to be uninhibited as long as he was around.
However, he still did not reject her. Even though they were in a different world and there was a difference in gender and status, he still accepted her and even liked her.
The guards who came out with Feng Xunxi were a little surprised to see this scene, because the Third Prince was a germaphobe. He would not eat food that others had used, let alone spoons that others had used or food that others had touched.
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