Jiang Yueyang thought he was troublesome, but as a subject she couldn't turn a blind eye.
So, she thought about it and said, "Wait, I'll find you something to eat."
After saying that, Jiang Yueyang walked out of the pavilion.
"I'll go with you." The third prince followed.
"No need." Jiang Yueyang turned around and refused decisively, "Your Highness is not allowed to come with me, or you will starve."
Hearing this, the Third Prince could only stay where he was and watch her walk away.
Jiang Xun withdrew his gaze and inadvertently met Ye Wuhen's gaze again, frowning slightly.
Ye Wuhen smiled at him, then avoided his gaze and drank his tea.
As soon as Elder Yuan and Kong Jijiu sat down, Wen Sheng couldn't help but ask, "Elder Yuan, how knowledgeable is that young master?"
As soon as Yuan Lao heard it, he knew who he was asking about, and responded with a smile: "I want to accept her as my disciple."
There was a flash of surprise in the eyes of the Saint of Literature and the Saint of Painting. The person who made Master Yuan want to accept him as a disciple must be very knowledgeable.
"In that case, we must take a good look at him. I wonder if he will come out to perform?"
Elder Yuan shook his head. "She is a low-key person and doesn't want to be too ostentatious. If she wins, I'm afraid it will undermine the confidence of many people."
"When Mr. Yuan said that, I became even more curious."
The painting saint also became interested, "I wonder what his talent is in painting?"
"She...can't draw."
The Painting Saint was stunned, somewhat unexpectedly.
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When the incense stick was almost burned out, Jiang Yueyang returned to the pavilion.
She placed the food box in front of the Third Prince, and then took out a plate of fried chicken wings, a roujiamo and a can of Coke.
"Eat it."
Afterwards, she gave each of the other five people a roujiamo, and Jiang Xun also had an extra portion of fruit salad.
Ye Wuhen looked at the plate of fried chicken wings in front of the Third Prince, which looked like they were packed from a chicken wing bucket, and shouted, "Jiang Yueyang, I want to eat fried chicken wings and drink Coke, too."
Jiang Yueyang glanced at him and said, "If you don't want to eat it, give it back to me."
She bought all these foods in the mall, including the retro lunch box.
"I didn't say I don't want to eat." Ye Wuhen immediately took a bite of the roujiamo.
At this time, the incense stick burned out and the gong sounded again.
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