A tea cup with black and white ink painting patterns was handed over. Nangong Hanxi opened the lid, and a few tender green tea leaves were opened in the hot water, stretching little by little, so cute, and the tea fragrance was everywhere.

Murong Qingqing couldn't help but take a deep breath. It smelled so good, and I had never seen any good tea.

Where is the famous tea?

She wants to drink it very much!

It turns out that he is from a famous family in the royal family!

She subconsciously looked at Mu Jiyue, but, beyond her expectations, Mu Jiyue looked calm and looked accustomed to her, as if this was an ordinary thing.

She felt nervous. What is her origin?

Nangong Hanxi delivered the tea cup to Jiyue, "The tea is grown by oneself, taste it."

There are several tea mountains in the royal palace, and the tea produced is very good.

Ji Yue took a sip and her movements were elegant and noble. "This year's new tea? Boiled with the spring water from the mountains last time?"

Nangong Hanxi gave a thumbs up and was very proud, "No, it's still so awesome."

Murong Qingqing felt very uncomfortable, why was he proud?

She thought about it, with a sweet smile on her face, "Miss An, can you give us a drink too?"

Jiyue raised her eyebrows. She had no shame, only even more shameless.

Seeing Mu Jiyue ignored her, Murong Qingqing was already used to it. She turned to look at Wu Tong. Seeing him staring at Mu Jiyue, a trace of displeasure flashed through her heart.

"Brother Tong, why don't you speak? I was stunned when Miss An?"

Her tone was so sour. What did Brother Tong do? He was so stupid to see people. He really hated it.

Wu Tong didn't care about her, but just looked at Mu Jiyue, wishing to pull off the layer of disguise and see her real face.

"Jiyue, what's your surname?"

It should be said that what is his surname?

Jiyue heard his unfinished words and looked at him deeply, "...mu."

Mu? Wu Tong recited it silently several times in his heart, with a complicated expression, "Mu Jiyue, it sounds nice, very good."

Murong Qingqing's jealous eyes turned red, and she couldn't help but laugh, "Brother Tong, how could you say that? It's too direct and seems a bit rude."

In front of her, looking at another girl so focusedly, it slapped her in the face.

Her hatred was itchy, but she didn't dare to show it.

She smiled embarrassedly at Nangong Hanxi, her little face turned slightly red, "Mr. Nangong, please forgive me. Brother Tong is a straightforward person and will not hide his feelings."

There is something in this sentence, and it is easy to provoke things without any sensation.

Unfortunately, she was destined to be in vain.

Nangong Hanxi was very disgusted, "It's better than two-faced people."

Murong Qingqing's face was red, shy and angry, which clearly meant her!

At this moment, dark blue and thin white porcelain was served. The dishes were steaming hot, exquisite, full of color, fragrance and taste, and were extremely tempting, and all the taste buds were hooked up.

The people inside looked at each other and couldn't help swallowing.

Murong Qingqing was stunned. Is this a palace banquet?

“The dishes at this restaurant are very good, good, and there are many rewards.”

The boss looked stupid and obviously was greatly shocked, "Sorry, this is not a dish from the small shop."

His awe-inspiring gaze fell on Nangong Hanxi. Every dish cooked by this handsome young man was exquisite and delicious.

No matter which dish you learn about this table, it can become a treasure in the restaurant.

Murong Qingqing reacted, her eyes lit up, "Ah? Could it be the chef brought by Mr. Nangong? What a big move, it is amazing, I want to taste it."

Nangong Hanxi helped Jiyue carry the dishes and put them in the small plate in front of her. He said without raising his head, "I didn't invite you, the dishes you ordered should be served."

"..." Murong Qing was messy in the breeze, too ruthless, too cold, too... charming.

Her heart was beating wildly, beating fast, and her little face looked at Wu Tong with a red face.

"Brother Tong."

The restaurant's food was delivered, and Wu Tong put a sweet and sour fish fillet in front of Murong Qingqing, "The food in this restaurant is also good, you can eat it quickly."

One side has a complete color, fragrance and taste, exquisite and picturesque, and a scent.

While looking at the stewed vegetables, the color is not very good.

To be honest, the food in the restaurant is not too bad, but it is far worse than the craftsmanship of the imperial chef.

Without comparison, there is no harm!

Murong Qingqing lost all her appetite and didn't want to eat it at all.

People are so angry that they are so angry that they are more likely to throw away goods.

Her eyes rolled and she smiled sweetly, "Brother Tong, do you want to eat squirrel mandarin fish?"

It's obvious that I want to eat it myself, okay?

Wu Tong frowned slightly and said straightforwardly, "There is no such dish in the store."

It’s not that he didn’t know what Murong Qingqing meant, but under Mu Jiyue’s nose, he couldn’t do that.

Murong Qingqing's eyes turned red and she was about to cry, "Brother Tong, I want to do it too, you can think of a solution."

She looked at Wu Tong pitifully. This was her ultimate trick, and no one could resist her tears.

Of course, except for this young master Nangong.

Wu Tong felt soft and hesitated for a while, "Jiyue, you...I..."

He hesitated and couldn't say anything.

Jiyue just pretended that she didn't hear it and feasted.

I haven't had such a delicate meal in a long time, it's delicious.

Her only nostalgia for the palace was all kinds of delicacies.

When Yu Nangong Hanxi looked at her, she kept holding her vegetables, "Jiyue, eat more, eat slowly, and don't worry."

These are what Jiyue likes to eat, and she eats them happily.

Suddenly she raised her head and opened her misty eyes, "Do you have a cake?"

She has contributed cake recipes before, and the Royal Chef can make delicious cakes.

Nangong Hanxi's eyes lit up, "Do you want to eat? OK, let's make it."

He called the servant and gave a few instructions.

Murong Qingqing watched helplessly. In fact, she was not very greedy, but the more the other party refused, the more aroused her competitive spirit.

These are not just a few simple dishes, but an invisible gap that represents power and status.

She was a woman who could stretch and bend and came over with a sweet smile, "Miss An, you can't eat so many dishes. Why don't we help eliminate them? Don't waste it."

It was clearly because she wanted to eat, but she said that she seemed to help others, and she was also drunk.

Jiyue was shocked by her cheeky skin, and she still didn't give up?

She turned on the complaining mode without hesitation, "Are you so poor? Go and ask your father for more money to buy food. Even if I throw away the food I have eaten, I will not give it to the beggar."

Murong Qingqing was almost angry, what a poisonous woman!

"I didn't expect you to be so sympathetic. The beggar is already pitiful enough."

Why is she not even as good as a beggar? Is there anyone so shabby?

Very good, she wants the other person’s things more!

Ji Yue's eyes turned and she called her subordinates, "Come and buy two hundred buns and distribute them to the beggars in the town."

"yes."
Chapter completed!