Lin Jiage's lips began moving once more, but this time, before he could say a word at all, Shi Yao had already cut in, and she brought the topic even further away from the main point he was trying to put across.
"If this was a drama about the imperial harem, and you are the emperor and we're all your concubines, your obvious favoritism will cause me to be shunned by everyone else. Just that joke of yours would get me poisoned to death before the sun rises tomorrow! What is that called again? Yes, you can eat anything you like, but you can't simply say anything you want! Someone might just lose her life just because of something you said on a whim!"
Right after Shi Yao said those words, the doors to the compartment opened, and a waiter pushed a small cart into the room and served the dishes.
It was only then that the tense Shi Yao finally calmed down a little. She muttered meekly, "That, I'm a little hungry now. Since the dishes are already here, let's dig in."