Chapter 38: Old ginger is a lot spicier than young ginger(1)
Because there was no need to go to court like this morning, eating lunch felt incomparably long. At least, in Chu Qing-Yan's eyes, it really was endless.
But, Chu Qing-Yan discovered that aristocratic n.o.bility really ate with refined gracefulness. Just look at how Prince Ying ate, unhurriedly, with chopsticks in his right hand never touching the table the whole time and not producing a bit of sound. Unlike her, even just drinking soup, no matter how cautiously she drank it, a slight sound would be released. This made Chu Qing-Yan, who flaunted herself as a wise and virtuous lady, blush with shame.
At the same time, Chu Qing-Yan was a bit perplexed. She heard that this Prince Ying would always be outside battling all year round, protecting the border, how was it that he wasn't tainted by the brutishness and unruliness of the military?
"Is there a flower on this king's face?"
That one sentence abruptly interrupted Chu Qing-Yan's train of thoughts. Recollecting herself, her eyes once again met with Xiao Xu's pair of level, rippleless eyes. As if she was. .h.i.t on target by an ice arrow, her five viscera and six bowels trembled with chills. Chu Qing-Yan hurriedly put on a smiling expression, "No. It's just that Chu Qing-Yan, seeing His Highness being so wise with G.o.d-like military skills, couldn't help but stare foolishly."
Bulls.h.i.t! Disbelief was written in Xiao Xu's eyes.
Huang Yi, who stood at the side waiting to serve, heard this and restrained herself, not daring to laugh.
If these words were coming from the mouth of a jaded mature miss, then perhaps it was still somewhat trustworthy. A pity that His Highness Prince Ying still had a mask on, this kind of lie was self-evident.
Chu Qing-Yan realized it a step too late and couldn't help but spit out her tongue. She had just blurted it out all of a sudden.