There were still two hours before tonightâs bonfire banquet.
He Changdi was sulking while sitting inside Prince Jinâs tent. Although his handsome face was as cold as ever, but it was also very pale and haggard.
Prince Jin lifted the tent flap and saw his good friend was sitting beside the table in a daze.
He glanced at him calmly with his blue eyes, âWhatâs wrong? Why do you look so lifeless?â
He Changdiâs thin lips were tightly pursed and his eyes were lowered, as if he was a statue that couldnât speak.
Prince Jin took off his cloak and handed it to the attendant beside him. After that, he walked towards He Changdi and carefully examined him from head to toe a couple of times.
His clothes were disheveled. He appeared haggard and miserable. He had an unkempt beard and bloodshot eyes with dark shadows under them. Tsk... What in the world had happened to this guy?
As soon as Prince Jin sat down, a maidservant brought over a warming soup.
He hadnât even lifted his spoon when He Changdi gloomily said, âGive me a bowl, too.â
Prince Jin was stunned now. He held the spoon and looked at his close friend with furrowed brows, âWith the meals that Jinyi cooks, you still want the food prepared here?â
When Guilin Restaurant had still been open, he would go to the restaurant to satisfy his cravings. Even a dignified prince had to visit a restaurant in order to satisfy his appetite. On the other hand, He Changdi was actually going around outside to eat other peopleâs âcrudely madeâ food. What a joke.
He Sanlang was indifferent to Prince Jinâs teasing and said faintly, âI havenât eaten anything for a whole day and night.â
Prince Jin: ...
âWould Jinyi starve you?â That girl was a foodie. She was probably stuffing her face whenever she was free. There was no way she didnât prepare any food. Even if she didnât make it herself, she still had two maidservants, who had learned some of her skills, beside her!
No matter what, He Changdi wouldnât be starved.
He Sanlang didnât say anything and remained silent. When the maidservant brought another bowl of soup over, he held it up and finished it in one breath.
He wasnât tasting the food at all and was just simply trying to fill his stomach.
Prince Jin was somewhat dumbfounded and shook his head helplessly, âI wanted you to taste it properly. Although the soup isnât as delicious as the foods that Jinyi makes, itâs still considered a delicacy.â
While Prince Jin was drinking his soup, his attendant came in to make a report.
âReporting to Fourth Prince, Honoured Lady Jinyi sent over some wild game. Would you like to try some right now?â
Prince Jin was stunned and raised his brows. Look at that. The moment he mentioned Chu Lian, she had sent over some food for him to eat.
âBring them in.â
The attendant hastily went out. A moment later, he came in with a food box. Then, he took out the two plates of meat from the food box and placed them on the table.
A plate of venison and a plate of duck meat, which were already sliced up.
They had just been roasted, so the roast meat inside the plates was still steaming with heat. The fragrance of the meat billowed up into their faces.
Prince Jin picked up his chopsticks and pointed at the two plates in front of him, âYouâve been exposed. Can you still say you didnât eat anything? Jinyi wouldnât have sent all the roasted meats that she prepared over to me, right?â
He Changdi had a bitter expression on his face because it was true. Chu Lian hadnât left any of her cooking for him to eat.
Without hesitation, He Sanlang picked up his chopsticks, grabbed a piece of roasted meat, and stuffed it into his mouth.
It was crispy and tender, a taste that was unforgettable for a lifetime. It had definitely been roasted with Chu Lianâs recipe.
However, his mouth was filled with bitterness when eating such delicious delicacies.
Prince Jin didnât think his good friend would suddenly start digging into his food.
He complained, âHey, arenât you being too rude? Jinyi sent these for me to eat. If you want to eat, then have Jinyi make some for you. You can eat as much as you want. Why are you taking my share?â
Although Prince Jin complained, he didnât stop his friendâs action. He knew his friend was in a bad mood. He had only interrupted to distract his friend from his thoughts.
The two plates of roast meats were soon cleared by these two grown men.
Prince Jin leaned back against his chair slightly. His gaze fell upon his friend, who was still in a daze, âSay it. What happened? Did you have an argument with Jinyi?â
He Sanlang rubbed his stiff face and took a deep breath, âLianâer is mad at me.â
Prince Jin lifted his pair of unique eyes, âTell me about it.â
He Sanlang and Prince Jin were sworn brothers who had grown up together. Since their previous lifetime, they had been best friends who could risk their lives for each other. Thus, there was nothing they couldnât talk about.
After some deliberation, He Changdi told him the whole story.
Prince Jin was slightly stunned after listening to him. His blue eyes flickered in disbelief, âYou wouldnât actually be interested in that brat Leyao, right?â
He Changdi was dumbfounded by his friendâs question. He had a grim expression on his face and his voice had a sense of anger, âLu Yi, what do you mean?!ân/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
Prince Jin sneered coldly, âYou embraced her and youâve been accompanying her. Doesnât that mean youâre interested in that brat?â
He Changdi: ...
âDonât misunderstand. Imperial Princess Leyao is only eleven years old. Iâm not a pervert!â
âHaha.â
âIt was His Majestyâs order. I canât reject an imperial order.â
Prince Jin gave his idiotic friend a glare and scoffed, âAre you an idiot? Leyao is already eleven years old. Are there any imperial children who are actually naïve? Donât tell me that Leyao is still young. In another year, she is going to be twelve. Even for noble families, marriage arrangements can begin when theyâre twelve. Leyao is resentful towards Jinyi. Havenât you ever considered Jinyiâs feelings? In my opinion, youâre probably worse than Xiao Bojian!â
Prince Jinâs last comment was somewhat harsh, but when facing someone so oblivious, he had to knock him awake somehow.