Staring at the blue and white exquisite porcelain bowl in front of him, Leng Yuchen stretched out his slender fingers, took it, and started to cool it without a trace of heat.

"Oh? Is it cold? Leng Yuchen asked pretending to be surprised.

Su Yuqing had a gentle smile on her lips, and patiently explained: "Cook porridge with lotus tip jade, warm or cold, this is also the peculiarity of lotus tip jade." In the scorching heat of summer, the cold porridge is more refreshing to drink. However, if His Royal Highness the Crown Prince can't get used to drinking, Yuqing will warm it up for you again. ”

Leng Yuchen sighed secretly, she was really a cunning woman, and she even counted this step. If he said that he liked Wen at this time, it would obviously be difficult for her. He lowered his eyes and looked at the porridge in his hand, under the reflection of the candlelight, the porridge showed an amber-like crystal clear color, although he stayed for a long time, but the grains of rice were still full like jade, wrapped in a layer of moist light, exuding a faint fragrance. Staring at the warm color of ice jade, he had a little appetite. Looking up again, this elegant woman was taking off the veil and flicking the candle. The candlelight shone on her soft face, like a layer of glossy veil, her long eyelashes trembled gently, and her phoenix eyes were like radiant black jade, as bright as stars.

The corners of his lips were slightly curved, he held the spoon, his thin lips opened slightly, and elegantly put a spoonful of ice porridge into his mouth. The ice porridge is fragrant and smooth in the mouth, with the unique sweetness of the rice, and the unique sweetness and bitterness of the lotus seed heart, and the aftertaste is long, which is more delicious than the mellow wine. He took one bite after another, and in a short time, a bowl of porridge quickly bottomed out.

This......

Leng Yuchen was embarrassed for a moment, the delicious food he ate was the best in the world, and he had never been so eager for a bowl of cold porridge as he was now, or the woman who had made him angry before.

Su Yuqing put on the veil again, and when he saw that he was stunned with an empty bowl, he reached out and took it, and said softly: "Since His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is hungry, it is better to eat more, Yuqing will bring another bowl, please wait for His Royal Highness the Prince." ”

After speaking, she bent her legs and blessed her body, but because she stood still for a long time, she could no longer stand in this bend and fell down directly.

Su Yuqing gritted her teeth and didn't make a sound, she didn't want him to think that she was doing it on purpose.

The expected pain did not come, and the celadon bowl that came out of his hand was not broken. When she opened her eyes, she was greeted by the luxurious aqua blue cloth with dark patterns of curly grass, and the powerful arm around his waist, and his other hand was holding the small and delicate celadon bowl.

"Ugh." A slight sigh rang in her ears, and she couldn't help but look up.

In front of her, the narrow eyes that were as deep as a valley were flowing in the moonlight, faintly implying a trace of helplessness, and the handsome face that was close at hand was staring at her with a bewildering smile, but she couldn't see the slightest temperature. This made her feel uncertain, and she wanted to struggle to stand up, but her legs were like thousands of ants climbing, so painful and numb that she couldn't even stand.

She was dizzy, and when she opened her eyes again, she was already in his arms. Suddenly, her delicate cheeks, which were as delicate as magnolia, were stained with red glow, and the water in her phoenix eyes trembled for a moment.

Leng Yuchen stared at her flustered expression, and the small hand that was tightly grasping the hem of his clothes, and a faint tenderness rose in his heart.

"If you're tired, why bother?" The tone was indifferent, but it was still an indifferent tone.

Su Yuqing lowered her eyes, her body was still a little stiff, but she still obediently leaned her head lightly on his chest.

"Yuqing is afraid of disturbing His Royal Highness the Prince."

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