Lonely King and Widow

Chapter 286 Pit Depth 068 Meters
He has no shortage of beauties.

Even these two maids have one-in-a-million looks.

If Dong Ji only wanted to find a beauty to drink with, she really wasn't needed.He found her, didn't he value friendship?She cared so much about her appearance, not only did she look down on herself, but she also looked down on Dongji—of course, the most important thing was that she couldn't eat while wearing this veiled hat.

Thinking of this, she felt relieved, took off the veiled cap, put it on the edge of the stone table, and sat down carelessly.

"It's really inconvenient for this thing to block the line of sight."

When she took off her hat like this, she was very casual, but it frightened the two maids who were waiting on her.You Qi just looked up at her, and unexpectedly, she let out an "ah" in surprise, and the cup in her hand fell to the ground.

With a heavy "bang", the teacup shattered.

In fact, I don't blame her - no one thought that there would be such a red-faced woman in this world. It is really surprising that she is a beauty in terms of her figure and posture, and the contrast on her face is so great.

Mo Jiu was frightened by her and touched her face.

"Is it so scary?"

The maid noticed the gaffe and knelt down at the same time.

"Master, please forgive me."

"Master, please forgive me, we didn't do it on purpose."

The foreheads of the two maids were lowered to the ground, and Mo Jiu noticed that there was a thin layer of cold sweat on her face.But Dong Ji didn't blame them at all, why were they so frightened?In addition to the usual accumulation, which makes them afraid, it may also come from the shocking power of power.

Seeing that Dong Ji remained calm, Mo Jiu smiled and said, "I'm easy to scare the flowers and plants, so don't worry about Dong Ji."

The shoulders of the two maids trembled, and they didn't dare to look up at her again, but they regretted that she dared to call the word "Dong Ji" directly... How many people in this world dare to call these two words directly?

"Okay." Dong Ji smiled slightly, took another glass, and slowly filled Mo Jiu with a glass of wine, without getting angry.

"Go down."

A maid raised her head with horror in her eyes, "Master, please forgive me—"

Dong Ji looked sideways, sighed, "Go down and receive the punishment."

I heard that they were just "received punishment", the ashen-like faces of the two maids slowly returned to blood, as if they had received a kind of salvation of life, they nervously walked down from the high platform level by level, their legs kept slapping trembling.

Holding the cup, Mo Jiu quietly observed their actions, and then glanced at Dong Ji, who was only dressed as an ordinary son, and felt more and more doubts lingering in his heart.

"There is no one else, we can eat and drink freely." Dong Ji smiled lightly, and put a crab on the plate in front of her.

Mo Jiu looked down at the porcelain plate, it had a jade-like texture...the red steamed crab was placed on it, and she had a mouth-watering appetite, but she didn't have the urge to eat it.She lazily looked up at him, "Dong Ji, I have something to ask you."

Dong Ji's face looked pale under the light, and his smile was extremely warm, "Ask."

Mo Jiudao: "Look at you, you are well-clothed and well-fed. You are served by beauties, and you have countless attendants. You can also ask Gu Er to do things for you. It is said that you are a distant relative of the Xiao family. It is extremely strange to do things. Tell me honestly, you... ..." After a pause, she said, "Who are you?"

Dong silently stared at her smile, pondered for a moment, and said seriously: "It's an elegant thing for friends to get together. I don't ask who you are, and you don't have to ask who I am. You and I can make friends through food. If it is mixed with these mundane things, it will spoil the food and become vulgar!"

Mo Jiu decided to look at him, "Actually, I'm an ordinary person."

Dong Ji smiled lightly, "But tonight's dishes are all made by myself, not ordinary things."

Mo Jiu looked at the amazing food on the table, looked at him in surprise, and suddenly doubted his previous thoughts.It is absolutely impossible for a man from a family, or a man from a slightly better family background, to be able to cook in this era, and still be able to do so well.

Thinking about it this way, she seemed to realize something, "Actually, I can probably guess your identity, needless to say. However, it's not convenient for you to mention it, so I won't ask. We met in eating, and we will never meet again." Eat, why not just focus on eating?...Well, let’s talk about these mundane things in detail after we’re full.”

Dong Ji shook his head and smiled gently: "I'm afraid of you. Tell me, what kind of identity am I?"

Mo Jiu paused with his chopsticks, raised his head solemnly, and looked into his eyes, "Aren't you the leader of a certain rebel organization? It's no big deal. The emperor wants to do it, I understand you... Come, drink!"

Dong Ji was startled, his face twitched strangely, "... drink!"

(End of this chapter)