Chapter 798 - My Spicy Beef
Evil Prince, Come Play With Me
âOkay.â Mo Qianâer ate a few more mouthfuls under Lu Fenyingâs gaze, but she really couldnât finish the food.
Not to mention the tofu.
Lu Fenying was unhappy. âItâs good for you to eat more. Donât be so reluctant.â
âBut I canât eat anymore. Iâm full.â Mo Qianâer simply put down her chopsticks.
She didnât want to force herself.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Her master had told her that since the agreement said that she couldnât be forced, she had to make the best use of it. She couldnât let Lu Fenying abuse her like before.
She didnât want to suffer anymore.
âWhy canât you eat it?â Lu Fenyingâs expression didnât look good. He picked up a piece of chicken and took a bite. He frowned. It really wasnât tasty. No wonder she couldnât eat it.
Lu Fenying wasnât picky about food. He had lived in the military camp with the soldiers before, and had eaten all kinds of disgusting and simple food, so he didnât put much thought into the chef whom he brought along with him.
During his time at Prince Ziâs residence, when Gu Bailu ruthlessly fed him food so spicy that he got a stomach ache several times, he who had never been able to touch chili fell in love with spicy food.
He was enjoying a hot pot now.
Now that he had left Prince Ziâs residence, he really could no longer eat what his chef made before.
He suddenly realized how awful the food he had eaten before was.
Lu Fenyingâs face turned increasingly unsightly when he thought about how someone of his status didnât even have a good chef.
Mo Qianâer, in particular, didnât even want to eat the rice.
It was a blow to Lu Fenyingâs pride that his woman couldnât eat good food.
Mo Qianâer almost burst out laughing when she saw the expression on his face. It was rare for him to find food disgusting.
Lu Fenying was picky about everything else, whether it was the things he used or the clothes he wore; even the people who served him had to be the most pleasing to the eye.
He wasnât picky about food, probably because of how he had suffered when he was young; he had supposedly even eaten grass before.
All these years, the chefs at the crown princeâs residence had never had to cater to his taste.
Who would have thought that he would become picky about food after staying at Prince Ziâs residence for half a month?
âRemove these and have the chef make new dishes at once,â Lu Fenying ordered with a straight face.
Red Wolfâs expressionless face cracked. What happened?
Was there a problem with the food? Was it poisonous?
Red Wolf examined the food with silver needles. There was no poison.
Why wasnât he eating? The crown prince hated wasting food.
âYour Highness, is there something wrong with the food?â Red Wolf asked in confusion.
âItâs awful. If the chef canât make anything delicious, tell him to get lost.â Lu Fenying glanced at Mo Qianâer, who was lying on the bed and looking at him guilelessly.
This woman clearly didnât like the food that the chef made.
She was a maid and could still be so picky. Usually, he would force her to eat it, but...
Her body wasnât in good shape, and she had just had a miscarriage â she could be willful this once.
Red Wolf gestured for the maid to take the food away.
Mo Qianâer took out a cloth bundle which Gu Bailu had given to her from one corner. She took out two exquisite food boxes which contained delicious beef jerky.
She pushed the food in front of Lu Fenying. âYour Highness, have this. Itâs spicy and very tasty.â
Lu Fenyingâs face was hard as iron. âYou really learned a lot of bad things from Gu Bailu.â
It wasnât anything precious or expensive in the cloth bundle, but snacks.