Chapter 122: Life is not worth anything
Although Erya was puzzled, she didn't delve into why the princess asked Chang Feng to bring the tray in, but walked into the house after Chang Feng.
Ye Feiyan, who heard the movement at the door, had already suppressed her laughter, broke free from Jun Lan's arms, and sat back in her place.
Chang Feng walked to the table with the tray, and Er Ya cooperated to place the dishes in the tray on the table.
"Lord and princess, please dine with the two of you." Er Ya stood aside, and Shi Li said to Jun Lan and Ye Feiyan.
Jun Lan sat down at the dining table with Ye Feiyan, picked up his chopsticks and prepared to eat, but found that the colors of several dishes he usually ate on the table were slightly different, and he couldn't help but be suspicious.
"Erya, is this dish still from the original master? Why is the color of the dish slightly different? ”
"Back to the prince, the dish is still fried by Master Gu, as for the color-" Erya raised her eyes and looked at the princess, and she didn't know whether to say the rest of the words.
"You eat first, what's the difference?" Ye Feiyan said loudly.
Jun Lan saw Erya's eyes looking at Ye Feiyan, and when he heard Ye Feiyan say this, he had a guess in his heart, picked up chopsticks, picked up a chopsticks and fed them into his mouth, chewed them slowly, and a smile gradually appeared on his face.
No wonder the colors will be different, it turns out that Yan'er instructed Master Gu to add some medicinal herbs, although the taste is slightly bitter, but there is a faint medicinal fragrance in the aftertaste, so he took the first bite, and wanted to eat the second bite next.
Jun Lan nodded at Ye Feiyan and reluctantly swallowed the food in his mouth, "After adding medicinal herbs to this meal, not only is it not unpalatable, but it also tastes better, so you can eat it too!" ”
Ye Feiyan gestured to Chang Feng and Erya who were standing next to him, "You guys go down too, and come back to clean up the table later." ”
Although Ye Feiyan was signaling to the two of them, Ye Feiyan's words were obviously directed at Erya.
Chang Feng and Erya answered yes and retreated.
Junlan and Ye Feiyan slowly finished the meal in the middle of you serving me vegetables and I serving you vegetables.
When Erya came to clean up the table, Ye Feiyan asked her to clean up and go to her house to see her after dinner.
Hearing Ye Feiyan's order, Jun Lan was puzzled, but he didn't ask, thinking that Ye Feiyan couldn't bear to have any accidents on the way back to Jingzhou, so he had to tell a few more words.
When Er Ya walked into Ye Feiyan's room, Ye Feiyan was sitting at the table, carefully looking at the paper in her hand.
"Princess, I don't know what you ordered to call the slave maid?"
"You come over and take a look at this thing in the picture first." Ye Feiyan pointed to the paper on the table and beckoned to Erya.
Getting along with Ye Feiyan alone, Er Ya was much more comfortable, so he stepped forward generously and stood at the table to watch.
Although she was illiterate, she could still look at the things on the pictures, which seemed to be a waistcoat.
"Princess, what is this?" Could it be that the princess asked her to help sew clothes?
"I called you here to tell you that the road to Jingzhou is full of dangers, you must be more careful, in addition, I have prepared a vest like this for you, which is made of iron sheet, which will be a bit bulky to wear, but it can ensure that you are foolproof."
Thinking of Chang Feng's words, Erya couldn't help but get excited at this time, but she didn't expect that she, a little maid, would be so cared for by the princess.
She had also heard that in a big family, a small maid would be killed casually, but she didn't expect that the princess and the prince not only arranged for Chang Feng to tell her to be careful, but the princess also told her personally, and also made a vest for her to keep her safe.
"Princess, the life of the slave is not valuable, you don't need to wear this dress to protect it." Erya's eyes were already a little moist, and she felt that it was worth dying for the princess.
Ye Feiyan's face was covered with warm anger, "Everyone's life is not something that can be measured by money, and you are the same. ”