Shen Yanshui timely shifted the topic, blinking as she smiled and said, “Is Your Highness hungry now? Shall I have someone serve the meal?”
It was no wonder Shen Yanshui didn’t seek other topics to discuss with the Crown Prince. First, she truly didn’t understand him well and couldn’t think of any profound subjects to talk about. Second, she felt a bit hungry herself, and he always came at mealtimes—what else could it mean if not that he wanted to eat here?
Thus, she felt there was nothing wrong with her words at all.
Wasn’t this also a way of caring about his health?
Cui Yu gave a faint nod. “Serve the meal.”
As always, the table was laden with an array of dishes—meat, vegetables, soups, cold dishes, and fruits. As expected, Cui Yu ate until he was a little full.
He looked at the goji berries floating in the chicken soup before him, suddenly thought of something, and said, “Don’t send the Chinese yam and goji berry soup next time.”
After speaking, he saw her raise her head from her rice bowl to look at him, seemingly a bit surprised. He pondered for a moment, feeling his words might be a little ambiguous, and added, “If you really want to send something, just send some fruits or the like.”
He actually didn’t much like drinking those watery soups.
Shen Yanshui: “……” But she had never sent him any soup to drink at all?
Could it be that he had mistaken soup sent by someone else as hers?
Yet, though she said nothing, Cui Yu watched her expression and slightly narrowed his eyes. Then his voice inexplicably carried a chill like a cold wind. “That soup wasn’t sent by you?”
Although Shen Yanshui didn’t think there was anything wrong with not having sent him soup—after all, she wasn’t the only one who hadn’t—this misunderstanding still left her with a strange urge to dig her toes into the ground and… a bit of unease.
She even thought of Liu Fengyi’s suddenly extra bold actions today. Could it be…
Zheng Yuande’s heart skipped a beat, and he immediately thought, This is bad!
Who had actually sent the soup hadn’t been important originally, but after His Highness the Crown Prince assumed it was from Zhaoxun Shen and even informed her of his preferences, only to learn it wasn’t from her… wouldn’t that make the Crown Prince lose face?
Just as he thought this, a cold and sharp glance fell upon him. Zheng Yuande wanted to cry but had no tears; his knees went soft, and he immediately prepared to beg for forgiveness.
But at that moment, Zhaoxun Shen suddenly said with a look of surprise, “So Your Highness likes to eat fruits? This concubine knows of a novel and delicious pastry. Tomorrow this concubine will personally make some and have them sent for Your Highness to try. How about it?”
Cui Yu: “……” There had originally been a faint awkwardness and displeasure in his heart, but it couldn’t be called anger. Mainly, he felt that the two sentences he had just spoken made him look a bit foolish.
It was all because of that servant Zheng Yuande, who couldn’t even convey two simple sentences clearly!
Seeing her offer a way out now, he took the opportunity to step down and didn’t press the matter further.
“Mm.” He responded coolly.
Seeing him like this, Shen Yanshui quietly breathed a sigh of relief.
This Crown Prince didn’t seem that hard to coax after all.
After the two of them took a walk to aid digestion, bathed, and changed clothes, the others all withdrew. The faint awkwardness in Cui Yu’s heart had mostly disappeared by then.
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Shen Yanshui muttered in a low voice, “Hasn’t Your Highness heard that women are made of water? This concubine’s face is delicate and tender-skinned. How can it compare to thick-skinned, rough-fleshed men like Your Highness?”
Cui Yu lifted his eyelids to glance at her lightly, then glanced at the mess covering the bed. Indeed made of water—just a little handling and water came out… B L A C K L O T U S Novel Archive | BlackLotusNovel
Although he said nothing, Shen Yanshui somehow discerned his meaning from his eyes.
Looking again at the messy bedding that was somewhat hard to look at directly, she immediately gritted her teeth and climbed off him. “Your Highness also has a share of the credit!”
Cui Yu: “…………”
