When Bai Ling carried two bowls of maocai (a type of Sichuan hot pot) into the private room, the Crown Prince was holding Xie Lingqin's hand.
"You...you all..."
While Bai Ling was stuttering, Xie Lingqin used a strong force to break free from the prince's grasp.
This scoundrel, he wouldn't even let her kiss him, he actually resorted to violence. If Bai Ling hadn't brought in the hot pot, who knows what else he might have done.
"Put it down and leave." Yuwen Yao frowned as he looked at the two contrasting bowls of maocai (a type of Sichuan hot pot) on the bracelet plate in Bai Ling's hand.
Bai Yu then came to her senses and placed the hot pot in front of the two of them. As she turned around, she met Xie Lingqin's face directly.
this……
There are such beautiful women in this world.
Hmph, no matter how handsome she is, she can't steal her Yan She brother. Besides, she's entangled with the Crown Prince, making her even less worthy of her Yan She brother.
"Miss Xie, this is your clear soup." Bai Ling said somewhat perfunctorily as she placed Xie Lingqin's bowl.
Xie Lingqin naturally noticed the hostility Bai Yu was looking at her, but ignored it and nodded slightly, "Mm."
Upon seeing this, Bai Ling immediately took the tray and retreated.
As soon as I left the private room, my heart was pounding wildly. It wasn't just the panic from doing something wrong, but also the terrifying look in the prince's eyes.
However, Miss Xie...
Hmph hmph hmph.
Xie Lingqin didn't glare at the Crown Prince until she heard Bai Ling's footsteps fade into the distance. "Crown Prince, don't you feel ashamed in public?"
"There's no shame in shaking hands with my people."
"The Crown Prince often shakes hands with Tingfeng and Tinghai like this..." Xie Lingqin gestured, her face full of resentment, "Crown Prince, you're kidding me."
"It's good that you still know you're not a ghost."
Xie Lingqin sighed and rolled her eyes. "I know, my life was saved by you, Your Highness. There's no need to remind me again."
"Yes, and Xie Lingqin, if I remember correctly, the poison in your body has not yet been cured."
That's really bringing up the very thing you shouldn't be talking about.
Xie Lingqin frowned, picked up her chopsticks, and gritted her teeth, "This hot pot should be eaten piping hot, Your Highness, don't waste it."
"Wait a minute." Xie Lingqin was about to pick up her chopsticks when the Crown Prince stopped her. Then, while Xie Lingqin was still in a daze, he slightly turned his finger and the two bowls of maocai were switched.
"I don't eat spicy food," the prince said, then picked up his chopsticks as if nothing had happened.
"Your Highness, you...you really are...a prince in human skin." Xie Lingqin looked at the fiery bowl in front of her and endured it.
The Crown Prince glanced at Xie Lingqin, a clear smile playing on his lips, before picking up a slice of lotus root and feeding it to himself…
“Your Highness…” Xie Lingqin raised her hand to stop him, but before she could finish speaking, she seemed to remember something and smiled, “It’s alright, since Your Highness likes light food, then eat it.”
The Crown Prince's eyes widened in surprise, then he smiled, watching as Xie Lingqin put a mouthful of fiery chili pepper into her mouth, his brows furrowing almost imperceptibly.
"Hmph, Your Highness, don't be shy, it's my treat." Xie Lingqin remained calm and composed, and even smiled beautifully.
...
Meanwhile, in another private room...
Yu Qingyi and Xuanyuan Du also ate very spicy food.
The two, who were originally very well-mannered, were now moving gracefully, but their excitement was hard to hide.
Even Xuan Yuan Du, with his deep-set eyes and reserved nature, couldn't help but utter words of praise.
In front of the two were several large bowls. Since they didn't know the difference between the mild, extra spicy, and clear broth flavors, and were curious, Yu Qingyi waved his hand and brought out two servings of each flavor.
"However, Prince Yi, will there be any problems with the Crown Prince and Xie Lingqin?" Xuan Yuan Du was still somewhat worried about Xie Lingqin.
Yu Qingyi looked up from the large bowl. He was currently finishing the spiciest bowl of maocai (a type of Sichuan hot pot), his handsome face flushed red from the spiciness, and a thin layer of sweat covered his nose. He huffed and puffed as he picked up a glass of ice water and gulped it down, letting out a long sigh. He then spoke to Xuan Yuandu, "What's wrong with that? Your Highness is a gentleman. What could you possibly do to a little girl? Besides, she's not someone to be trifled with. And you, come on..." Yu Qingyi pushed another large bowl towards Xuan Yuandu, "Here, have another bowl. You can leave now. Don't forget, you came to Beirong secretly. Whatever your purpose is here, as long as you don't provoke me, I don't want any trouble."
"Oh!"
Xuanyuan Du's thick eyebrows furrowed slightly, but there was a hint of doubt in his eyes. He looked outside again, as if trying to find Xie Lingqin, but in the end, he found nothing.
Just then, a series of shouts and laughter suddenly rang out from the outer hall.
"What's going on?" Yu Qingyi reluctantly finished the last few pieces of food in her bowl before tidying up and leaving.
Xuanyuan Du followed closely behind, but was stopped by Yu Qingyi who turned around.
"Young Master Xuanyuan, if you don't want to cause trouble, please leave."
Xuanyuan Du and Yu Qingyi exchanged a glance for a moment, then Xuanyuan Du chuckled and disappeared.
"Hmph, trying to get close to that little girl? Dream on." Yu Qingyi snorted coldly and walked towards the outer hall.
It's not just Yu Qingyi.
Xie Lingqin and the Crown Prince could also hear the commotion and excitement coming from the main hall outside while they were in their private room.
At this point, the two had finished half of their meal.
"This maocai is quite good. Where did you learn it from?" The prince put down his chopsticks and looked at her.
Xie Lingqin looked up from her bowl, glanced at him, then at the half-eaten hot pot he still had, and frowned. "It's not good?"
“Not bad.” Yuwen Yao seemed to think for a moment before saying this.
not bad?
That's a nice thing to say.
However, Xie Lingqin frowned even more. She could tolerate other people's doubts and criticisms, but it was disrespectful for the other person to start praising her before even finishing their meal or drinking any soup.
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