Dressed as the regent's palm

Chapter 314 He's Jealous
When Jiu Que heard Qing Yange's praise, the corners of his mouth raised unconsciously, and he said in a firm tone, "Do you want to have lunch together?"

Qing Yan Ge laughed happily, and quickly responded: "Okay, okay, let's eat together~~"

Jiu Que stood up abruptly, walked slowly to the gate of the palace, pushed the gate of the palace open with a "coax", and looked at Qing Yuan and Cen Bin who were standing at the gate and whispering together.

His eyes were raised, and there was a sense of "as expected" in his eyes.

Cen Bin's cheeks blushed, and he immediately backed away a little, and quickly explained: "Master, this is not what you see, Aunt Qingyuan and I are very innocent."

Qing Yuan also quickly lowered her eyes, not daring to say more.

The corner of Jiu Que's mouth curled up, and he said lazily, "Let the dining room prepare lunch."

Ever since Qingyuan knew that Jiu Que was so indifferent because she lost her memory, her attitude towards Jiu Que has improved a lot. She asked happily, "Does the regent want to have dinner with the princess?"

"For two." After Jiu Que spit out these three words lightly, he closed the gate of the palace with a "bang".

Qing Yuan and Cen Bin breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

However, in the next second, a gap was opened in the gate of the palace, and Jiu Que's cold and teasing voice came from the palace, "Go ahead."

"Master, it's really not what you think. I really have nothing to do with Aunt Qingyuan." Cen Bin immediately explained.

Jiu Que, however, was like an emotionless machine, completely closing the gate of the palace, isolating the voices outside the palace.

Cen Bin sighed, his face troubled.

"Don't you really want to have anything to do with me?" Qing Yuan's cool voice came from behind Cen Bin, and Cen Bin felt a chill down his spine.

"No, no, that's not what I meant." Cen Bin turned his head and explained to Qing Yuan pitifully.

Qing Yuan sneered and said, "You have been anxious to get rid of me from the very beginning, why, am I really so unbearable?"

Cen Bin's face turned red, he hesitated for a long time, but couldn't say a word.

He was originally a martial artist, and when he saw this delicate little beauty in front of him with an angry face and grievances in his eyes, he didn't know how to make her happy.

Thin beads of sweat had already appeared on Cen Bin's forehead, his eyes flickered, and he didn't know how to place his hands.

At this very critical time, Cen Bin suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and he was quick to think, and said in a panic: "Aunt Qingyuan, I, I will go to the dining room and inform them to prepare meals. You are here to serve the princess and my master!"

After speaking, he rubbed oil on the soles of his feet, ran fast, and disappeared in front of Qing Yuan's eyes in an instant.

Qing Yuan's slender willow eyebrows frowned slightly, and the anger in her eyes became more and more intense. She gritted her teeth and stared viciously at the direction Cen Bin left.

……

"Here, Jiu Que, this fish is so tender! Try it!" Qing Yange picked up a piece of fish and put it in Jiu Que's porcelain bowl, with a smile in her eyes.

When Jiu Que saw the fresh and tender piece of fish in the bowl, the corner of his mouth slightly curled up, and he began to eat slowly.

"By the way, there's also this, this shrimp is delicious too, I'll peel it for you~" Qing Yange picked up a shrimp very attentively, and was about to peel the shrimp for Jiu Que.

Unexpectedly, a big palm with well-defined joints stretched out, took the shrimp from Light Smoke Singer, and peeled it gracefully. His fingertips were very beautiful, and the technique was casual, but he peeled a whole shrimp in no time. Into the bowl of Qingyange.

Qing Yange was taken aback for a moment, looking at the stunningly handsome man who continued to peel the shrimp earnestly, she asked in disbelief: "Jiu Que...why did you peel the shrimp for me?"

During the days they were together, Jiu Que had never peeled a shrimp for her, and he ate very little, always put it down after one or two bites, and continued to correct the memorial.

She never thought that Jiu Que would peel the shrimp for her at this time.

Jiu Que raised his eyes, looked at Qingyange very indifferently, and the arc of the corner of his mouth continued to expand, "If you like it, I will peel it off for you."

He raised his eyebrows and asked again: "Why don't you eat?"

Qing Yange immediately picked up the chopsticks, with a smile on her face, she happily ate the shrimp, "Eat!"

Qing Yange ate quickly, and Jiu Que peeled it quickly, and soon a plate of shrimps entered Qing Yange's stomach.

Afterwards, Jiu Que picked up a red hairy crab, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Do you want to eat a hairy crab?"

"Yes!!" Qing Yange nodded hastily.

Jiu Que picked up the scissors and slowly peeled the crab.

After a while, a crab with only crab meat lay obediently in Qingyange's porcelain bowl.

Qingyange gnawed happily again.

Seeing Qing Yange's satisfied appearance, Jiu Que hooked the corner of his mouth, and brought the plate of snails to him, took out the snail meat one by one with a silver needle, and put them in a In a clean china dish.

He said softly: "Eat slowly, no one will grab you."

Qingyange's eyes were as big as copper bells, she swallowed the last piece of crab meat, and saw a plate of freshly picked snail meat in front of her, she was so surprised that she couldn't even speak.

Jiu Que put his hands into the silver basin on the side, and asked while cleaning his hands: "I compare with Han Mu Bo, who peels more to your liking?"

Qing Yange was stunned, not understanding Jiu Que's brain circuit, she asked, "What do you mean?"

Jiu Que's smiling face collapsed in an instant. He wiped off the water stains on his hands with a handkerchief, turned his face and leaned towards Qingyange, raised his well-trimmed sword eyebrows, "Last time I Didn’t Han Mubo enjoy stripping the banquet for you? Didn’t you enjoy eating too?”

Qing Yange suddenly realized.

She said how she frequently removed the dishes that day.

No matter what food Han Mubo peeled, the food was removed from the table. At that time, she wondered if Jiu Que was targeting Han Mubo on purpose.

So far it seems—

"Jiu Que, are you jealous?" Qing Yange asked happily.

Jiu Que's eyes flickered, he pointed to himself, and replied with some hesitation: "I, how could I be jealous, my king is busy with everything, how can I be jealous over such a trivial matter?"

"Then why do you want to drink Han Mubobi?" Qing Yange asked.

There was a layer of frost on Jiu Que's face, he put down his chopsticks, his voice turned cold, "I won't eat."

Then, he got up and planned to leave.

Qing Yange quickly stretched out a slender finger, grabbed Jiu Que's wrist, and stopped him, "Oh, Jiu Que, you haven't eaten yet, why didn't you eat it? I was just joking, don't be angry .”

"..." Jiu Que didn't say anything, and only gave Qing Yange the back of his head, but he didn't move away.

The corners of Qing Yange's mouth curled up, and her tone was even softer, "What I meant just now is that Jiu Que doesn't need to compete with Bo Han Mu, because Jiu Que is too special to me, even if you don't peel these for me Shi, I like you too~"

(End of this chapter)