âDo you have a âdifferentâ impression of me?â Luo Qing Chen gave a cold laugh. When she looked up, she met his deep eyes.
Actually, when she said this, she had a sarcastic tone. Half of it was mocking herself and the other half was mocking Mo Ye.
She didnât know what she was mocking, or if it was because the storyâs beginning wasnât that good.
âNo! Very imposing.â After a while, Mo Ye gave a chuckle as he said with a sparkle in his eyes, âI never thought that such a small body could have such power.â
âSo you shouldnât think of me as a child because Iâm not one.â Luo Qing Chen seriously looked at him, âI havenât been a child for a long time.â
Mo Ye looked at her for a long time before finally saying, âIâll bring the peach blossom wine over for the princess in three days, but you shouldnât drink too much.â
âI can agree to the latter.â Luo Qing Chen looked up with a faint smile, âThe former wonât work.â
âWhat does the princess mean?â
âTomorrow.â Luo Qing Chen said, âYoung master Mo can deliver different flavoured wine to aunt Feng each day, so one day should be enough.â
He knitted his brows and said nothing.
Luo Qing Chen continued, âYou will come back tomorrow.â
He still knitted his brows, but he said, âAlright.â
The next morning, she woke up early and had a good appetite. She ate twice as much as usual.
The maid stood on the side and happily said, âThe princess looks much better, we servants are also happy about this.â
Luo Qing Chen gave a chuckle, âYouâre just being sweet.â
âIt should be that after your highness showed her might, the stored energy inside all of our dantians were released.â
Luo Qing Chen thought: Little misses, you would think that this was a cultivation world!
âBut I heard something! When the seventh maid returned, she reported to miss Feng! She said that it was her first time suffering this kind of humiliation in front of the younger generation.â
âA junior? Like she could say that.â Another maid said, âIn the palace, no matter how old or young we are, we are servants. The princess is the master, how could there be humiliation?â
âIsnât that right? As expected, what kind of masters would have what kind of servants.â
......
Luo Qing Chen gave a cold snort, âShe isnât even qualified to be my servant. The servants of our Shimmering Hall are all beautiful and cute.â
But to be fair, that seventh maid really was arrogant enough. She clearly knew that she was the only princess of the emperor and she still dared to act like this in front of her.
It seemed like Feng Ling Er indulged her quite a bit or she wouldnât be this brazen with the rules.
But even so, she wanted to meet this worldâs Feng Ling Er. What kind of person would she be?
Before that though, she wanted to drink the peace blossom wine that belonged to her.
In the evening, Mo Ye came as scheduled with a small jug of peach blossom wine and two cups.
The refreshing fragrance of the peach blossom wine woke her sense of taste. She slowly came forward and looked up with a smile, âIt seems like young master Mo truly is a prodigy of winemaking. This peach blossom wine must be delicious.â
She reached out to take it, but the other side pulled his hand back.
With the height difference, Luo Qing Chen couldnât take it even when she stood on her tiptoes.
She said with a bit of anger in her voice, âYoung master Mo, is this really interesting? Youâve already delivered the peach blossom wine and youâre still not willing to hand it over.â
Mo Ye saw her childish look and he couldnât help pinching her nose with his right hand, âRemember the latter that you promised me.â
As soon as his voice fell, he handed her the jar of peach blossom wine with a hint of pampering that was hard to discover in his eyes.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
[Ding, affection has increased by ten. Mission completion rate is now 20%.]
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