"Come in" Ye Chenghuan jumped off the table and opened the door

Feng Cangqiong had already left after lunch. She watched the show for a while, and then came to the "Sunset Pavilion". Of course, she had told her that dinner would be delivered here.

She took a look at the maid. She was a refreshing person. Her eyes were as bright as a blue spring, full of aura, and her attitude was neither humble nor arrogant.

Well, isn't this the thrush in the eldest lady's room?

He actually sent her a personal maid, did he "value" her so much? Ye Chenghuan was very surprised.

"Leave it alone, I'm not hungry now." Huamei was about to open the carrier when Ye Chenghuan stopped her with a voice.

Hearing this, Huamei bowed calmly and said, "My slave, please leave."

"Wait a minute." Ye Chenghuan suddenly raised his voice and spoke casually. His enchanting eyes did not miss any expression on Huamei's face, "Huamei, did Auntie ask you to come?"

"No, it was Dong'er from the big kitchen who suddenly had a stomachache. The slave met her in the corridor. She asked the slave to bring it to her on her behalf."

Dong'er? Hasn't she always been on good terms with Qiu Tang, Sixth Sister's personal maid?

Ye Chenghuan frowned slightly, and a few thoughts flashed in his eyes, "What about Miss Six's dinner? Who is going to deliver it?"

Huamei's voice was still calm, "Dong'er said she would go later. She was afraid of delaying the princess, so she asked the slave to deliver it first."

"Oh, really?" Ye Chenghuan smiled with his autumn eyes. This thrush is actually a "warm-hearted" person. He actually knew that Dong'er was looking for excuses not to come and still continued to wade through this muddy water. He was willing to be plotted. What was his purpose?

She didn't seem to say anything, but she made everything clear. She pretended to be confused and pretended to be confused. That's how she was.

She blinked, her eyes slightly playful, "Huamei, take this away. I suddenly want to drink porridge. Forget it, I'll make it myself. They don't know my taste."

Upon hearing this, Huamei's eyes became a little brighter, "Princess, if you don't give up, my slave will prepare it for you. The porridge cooked by my slave is also very delicious."

"That's fine, let's go. If you don't mind the long journey, just give my princess's to Miss Sixth, so that Dong'er won't have to make another trip."

She suggested casually, Huamei nodded, and a faint light of perseverance flashed through the smart blue spring. Ye Chenghuan smiled. She is indeed a satisfactory maid, bold enough and decisive enough.

Haha, I didn’t expect that when I first came to another world, I actually got my first female “fan”. The sense of accomplishment of being admired and chased by others is really extraordinary!

Huamei left, and Ye Chenghuan followed quietly with the corners of his mouth drawn deeply.

Bah, Sixth Sister, you want to plot against your great aunt and you want to blame it on the eldest lady, but you don’t want to see who is plotting against whom?

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Chapter completed!