Xuan Yi looked up at the sky, utterly speechless.
Not good at all? Try saying that again when you can tear your eyes away from the table and without any food in your mouth!
More importantly, Feng the Third, you would have already tricked me into eating if it didn't taste good!
Xuan Yi might be stiff and joyless, but he was still just a teenager. Intrigued by Feng Xun's reaction, and after recalling that he hadn't actually said anything bad about Feng Wu so far, Xuan Yi went up to Feng Wu matter-of-factly and took an apron from her.
Feng Wu was speechless.
Xuan Yi sat down next to Feng Xun without giving Feng Wu another look. Picking up a pair of chopsticks, he took a piece of elk meat from a dish filled with chili oil, and put it in his mouth —
"Hm?"
Xuan Yi went stiff instantly!
So spicy!
So hot!
Sweat covered his forehead immediately. His eyes watered and he felt like he was breathing fire through his nostrils!
Feng Xun had tricked him!
That was Xuan Yi's first reaction. He wanted to toss the chopsticks away and leave the table right away, but —
After the initial sting, a sensation Xuan Yi had never experienced before kept him in his seat… That was so weird. He was already in tears from the spicy dish, but he simply couldn't bring himself to ditch his chopsticks. What was going on?
Xuan Yi decided to look into it. He picked up a second piece, then a third, a fourth… Before he knew it, he was picking up food faster and faster… In the end, he was racing with Feng Xun.
Fairy Muyao's mouth fell open. This had to be an illusion!
Seeing that Jun Linyuan was standing there with a frown, Feng Xun said, "Boss Jun, if you don't like this place, feel free to leave! I promise we'll catch up with you as soon as we're done here!"
Jun Linyuan's face was as dark as a thunderstorm now. Dark clouds seemed to have gathered over his head and he gave off a chilly air… to the point that the temperature in the room seemed to drop.
Feng Wu looked at Feng Xun and Jun Linyuan, then asked out of politeness, "Well, would you like to join us, Your Royal Highness?"
Mouth filled with food, Feng Xun mumbled as he picked up another piece of meat, "Stop it, little Feng Wu! You know nothing about Boss Jun. Xuan Yi and I are about the only people here that can stand your coarse food. Offering it to Boss Jun? It'd be like defiling him!"
Jun Linyuan was speechless.
One didn't think his face could get any darker, but apparently, it could… It was practically inky black.
Feng Wu said, "… I see."
Feng Yiran threw a dirty look at Feng Wu. "What's all this crap you've cooked?! Offering them to the crown prince? You must have lost your mind!"
After that, Feng Yiran bowed at Jun Linyuan and said obsequiously, "Your Royal Highness, we do have some decent cooks here in the manor. Let me show you the main hall, where you can —"
Just when everyone thought that Jun Linyuan was going to leave, he pushed Feng Yiran aside, sat down at the dining table, and went on sulking.
Feng Wu rubbed her nose. Why did she have the feeling that the crown prince was throwing a silent tantrum here, which reminded her a lot of Feng Xiaoqi in a fit of pique.
No, it couldn't be. This was Jun Linyuan, a superior cultivator who could reshape the world with his rage. A person like that throwing a tantrum? She had to be imagining it!
Feng Xun was surprised to see Jun Linyuan sit down as well, but he reacted soon enough and said to Jun Linyuan with a smile, "Here, this braised radish with cured meat is quite mild and will suit your taste."
However, Feng Wu saw that —
Just then —
Jun Linyuan rose to his feet, then walked directly toward Feng Wu.
Tall and handsome, he cut an intimidating figure when he stood there and looked down at Feng Wu.
They were so close that it made Feng Wu jittery… What did Jun Linyuan want?
Those that were gobbling down their food now all turned toward them in unison and stared blankly at Jun Linyuan…
What was he going to do to Feng Wu?
However, the next second, Jun Linyuan stretched out his arms as he kept his gloomy eyes on Feng Wu, the look in them brooding and indecipherable.
Feng Wu took a step back involuntarily. "What… do you want?"
Jun Linyuan stared at Feng Wu, his voice cold and haughty. "That."
Feng Wu looked at the apron in her hand.
They were handmade by her mother, but Feng Wu had designed them herself.
On the scarlet red apron was a chubby duckling, which was fluffy and adorable, and quite befitting of her beautiful mother and naive brother. Feng Xun could still pull it off, but Jun Linyuan…
Feng Wu looked up at Jun Linyuan's aloof, handsome face, then back at the cute apron in her hand… Jun Linyuan wanted to wear that? What was he thinking?
She could see the obvious contempt in Jun Linyuan's eyes when he looked at the apron, but he just kept staring at Feng Wu.
"Fine. You asked for it. Don't blame me later." After the disclaimer, Feng Wu handed Jun Linyuan a red apron.
However, Jun Linyuan didn't take it. In that same cold, arrogant voice, he gave her the order. "Put it on for me."
Feng Wu gritted her teeth inwardly. Did he have no hands left or what? He couldn't just put it on himself?!
But Feng Wu was only bold enough to make that complaint in her head. Her biggest wish at the moment was to feed these people and get them to leave ASAP. The further away they went, the more at ease she would feel when she worked in her refinery.
Hence, Feng Wu yielded right away, despite the sarcasm in her head. She forced a smile and said, "Of course, Your Royal Highness."
Standing there ramrod straight, Jun Linyuan was 20cm taller than Feng Wu. She had to stand on her toes to put the neck of the apron over Jun Linyuan's head.
In order to save time, Feng Wu wrapped her arms around Jun Linyuan's waist to tie the apron behind his back.
Jun Linyuan looked down and saw her head bumping against his chest, which reminded him of a little deer. He found it rather adorable and even had an impulse to poke her crown.
Feng Xun was watching their interactions closely.
From his angle, Feng Wu was throwing herself into Feng Xun's arms. Hence, he smacked his lips and said, "Little Feng Wu, stop denying that you like Boss Jun! Would you do that if you didn't like him? Tch, women with two faces are the worst!"
Feng Wu was speechless.
Glaring at Feng Xun, she almost charged at him!
What did she do to deserve such a remark?
At that thought, Feng Wu rolled her eyes at Feng Xun. "I'm tying his apron! Didn't your apron need tying as well?"
Feng Xun said indignantly, "But you ran around me when you did mine just then and finished it in a second! Look at you now —"
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