"This is "orchid fragrant geese." Gu Yu brought out the delicious food in the tray one by one, placed it on the table, pointed to a bowl of crystal clear and beautiful desserts and said, "This is "sugar ice and snow cold Yuanzi", which is cool and sweet, the princess must like it."

Gu Yu served her for many years and knew that she was not resistant to heat, so she was greedy for cold food in spring and summer. But this time Youmeng just glanced lightly: "It's too cold, let it go for a while."

Guyu had to let it go a little farther away. Su Zhi always looked at Youmeng, although she no longer looked at him.

But Feng Qiwu looked at Su Zhi's face with a unique taste: "I really can't tell that Master Su is not only good at playing the pipa, but also proficient in cooking?"

Su Zhi's eyes turned to him in a dull look, showing no emotion.

Guyu brought out a plate of golden dishes to please the master: "Then the princess might as well try this "Baibaoshan pheasant breast" first. The meat is steamed and then roasted, and finally tasted with honey sauce, which is very fresh and fragrant."

Youmeng's eyebrows were slightly impatient: "It looks so tired, I can't eat it."

"Then try this bowl of "White Lotus Fish Soup"?" Gu Yu said gently and patiently, "It tastes light and is accompanied by lotus leaf lotus root to clear heat and remove fire, which can relieve depression."

Youmeng was in a tired tone again: "But there are many fish bones, so eating them is also annoying."

Gu Yu was a little confused, as if he realized something was wrong with his master. At this moment, Su Zhi took the initiative to lean over, picked up the chopsticks and picked out a piece of fish, orderly, one by one, carefully picked out the thorns. This made Feng Qiwu and Gu Yu stunned.

His elegant and focused look was like the small details that inadvertently touched her when he was serving her for the first time. The lake of Youmeng's heart was flooded, warm and sore, but he pretended to be indifferent: "You don't have to choose."

Su Zhi's fingers holding the chopsticks were frozen. Before he could raise his eyes, he heard a sound outside her string: "Look at the thorns, big and small, dense, can you pick them all?"

You can pick all the thorns in the fish, but you can’t pick all the thorns in your heart, and everything is futile.

Su Zhi lowered his chopsticks dejectedly, and his pair of clear pupils looked at her, just wanting to ask her what was wrong, what he did wrong, and why did she neglect him like this?

"These dishes look good, I'll try it." Qi Wu unconsciously broke the silence, and even picked up a piece of jerky and chewed it in her mouth. "Well! It's all in color, fragrance and taste, and the taste is sweet but not greasy. It's a pity that the princess doesn't eat it."

He used his beautiful eating habits to lure Youmeng, but Youmeng shook her head slightly and was not interested.

Su Zhi's eyes were aggravated with dissatisfaction, almost glaring at Feng Qiwu. This was what he made for the princess to eat, so how could he tolerate other men?

"It's really not tired, it's delicious, come and try it." Qi Wucai didn't care what his eyes looked like, and while eating happily, he picked up a piece and handed it to Youmeng's lips, coaxing her drowningly, "Don't let down the hearts of Mr. Su. Be good, just take a bite."

Youmeng hesitated for a moment and swept Su Zhi's expression with his afterglow. Suddenly, he felt embarrassed and couldn't help but eat it.

Qi Wu admired the beauty of her mouth slightly moving: "Isn't it delicious?"

She nodded without knowing the taste, hurriedly looked at Su Zhi and then changed, and said without any pain: "The dishes at this banquet are naturally prepared by the Royal Kitchen. Why bother with this more worry..."

A trace of confusion flashed through Su Zhi's eyes. He stood there at a loss. Feng Qiwu teased and said, "Don't be upset by musicians. The princess is concerned about you, afraid that you will be tired."

Su Zhi looked over coldly, and saw Qiwu deliberately lazily lowering her body, and hugging Youmeng: "Okay, I'm here to accompany the princess, you can go back and sit back, have a good meal, and don't be confused about your position anymore."

His sarcastic hint was a little harsh. Su Zhi understood it. Youmeng lowered her head without saying a word. Su Zhi bowed and left.

When Luoya walked back to the seat, he passed by Liyou. Liyou reached out and knocked his shoulder to comfort him: "Azhi, maybe the princess is just full and can't eat anything else for the time being, don't take it to heart."

Su Zhi did not look at him, but just took Liyou's hand away without expression, and then sat down quietly and sadly, making Liyou feel uncomfortable even when he saw him.

Su Zhi poured himself into his own drinks, and he still heard Feng Qiwu's sweet words coaxing Youmeng: "I rarely come to your house again, don't be upset."

Youmeng responded to Danmo: "I'm not unhappy."

Qi Wu hugged her hands in her palms, leaned down her face, and pressed her forehead intimately: "Princess, your eyes are full of unhappiness. Do you want me to read your thoughts?"

Youmeng was afraid of being seen through, so she found a reason to swear: "Who told you to implicitly mock me as Zhao Feiyan just now? I want to punish you!"

He smiled and said, "Okay, how do you punish me?"

Youmeng thought for a while: "I will give you a good match, and if you don't meet, you will punish yourself for three cups!"

Qiwu smiled heartily, patted her face and said, "Okay, okay, as long as you are happy, you can do whatever you want!"

"I'll use the first two sentences of Li Bai's poem "The Song of Music in the Palace" to treat you." You Meng was a little excited, "The willows are tender, and the pear blossoms are fragrant with white snow. Do you love them?"

Qiwu frowned and started to savor.

"Don't you agree?" Youmeng Leng Ao glanced at the wine glass on the table, "You understand."

But he saw the corners of his lips curled up and said intently: "You... really want me right?"

Youmeng didn't like him and urged him: "Hurry, hurry up, hurry up, please drink if you don't meet!"

"Then listen." He looked up slightly, his tone was clear, ""The world in the cave is big, and the sun and moon in the pot are long. Are you afraid?"

He smiled at his eyes slantedly, and Youmeng murmured carefully, but couldn't understand the key points: "What does this mean?"

"What does it mean..." Qi Wu just repeated her question, and casually picked up the wine glass and took a sip, making her laugh more and more meaningful.

The crowd of faces below gradually understood it, so they laughed secretly, drinking, pretending to be nothing to do with them.

Youmeng looked at their reaction and felt even more strange. She pulled Qi Wu to ask: "Don't fool me, please explain me carefully!"

Qi Wu smiled evilly and glanced at the audience: "You see, they all understand, but you don't understand the princess?"

Youmeng thought that this shouldn't be true. The men below all came from the market, some of them were from poor families and might not have read as much as hers. If she was said to be a ignorant and ignorant person, she would not accept it.

Qi Wu saw that her expression became more intriguing, the more anxious she was, the more he liked it.

"If you don't say it, I'll ask someone else." Youmeng patiently, shook Qiwu away from her head and called out, "Liyou, do you understand what Qiwu is right?"

Li You was instantly sitting on a nail board, bearing the gazes from all directions, blushing so hard that he dared not look at her, and he said in a tangled manner: "Princess...this..."
Chapter completed!