C139 (1/2)

After putting on her clothes, she opened the door. A maidservant standing outside the door called out softly, ”The wangfei's awake. The prince has already prepared lunch for her and invited her to enjoy it at the flowerpot pavilion.”

”Little Jiu is back?” Xiaoyu asked as she followed behind the maidservant.

”The prince just returned home, thinking that the wangfei must be hungry for not eating anything so he went to the kitchen to make a meal.” Everyone in the prince's mansion saw how well the princes treated the new princess, and all the maidservants were very jealous that no one treated her as their mistress. It was only until a few days ago when Brightmoon had gone to wash clothes and do household chores that the maidservants had different thoughts about taking in this girl whom the prince adored and doted on as their master. Even though she had abandoned her position as an imperial concubine and had followed the prince out of the palace for several years, everyone still treated her as their mistress. As for who … That's right, the princess called Jin Ling had a bad temper, had a bad attitude towards people, and always liked to put on a show of authority for her master. Most likely, no one was truly fond of her.

”The attitude of the servants were never taken seriously. Seeing that they recognized her as their master, she felt somewhat pleased with herself.” Little fish, come and eat something. Last night when you didn't eat any rice, you must be panicking from your hunger. ” In the floral pavilion, Night Nine called to Xiaoyu, and before she could reach the pavilion, he had already picked up a full bowl of food with a pair of silver chopsticks.

When Little Fishy saw him waiting, she quickened her steps and ran into the pavilion. Looking at the sharp food, she wondered where she should start so that the dishes on top of the pavilion would not run the risk of tumbling down.

”Don't just watch, sit down and eat!” Night Nine looked at her with a happy expression, then handed her the silver chopsticks he had prepared.

Xiaoyu took the chopsticks and slowly sat down. Just as she was about to take a seat, she heard a bell-like laughter accompanied by 15's embarrassed voice come from afar.

”Hahaha, I really came at the right time, just in time for lunch.”

”Lady Yan, please don't make things difficult for Fifteen.”

Yi, the voice sounded familiar, as if he had heard it somewhere before! Little Fishy was perplexed. Looking in the direction in which those words were coming from, a fiery red body rolled over, and in the blink of an eye, it appeared before them.

Yan Yu impolitely sat across from the little fish, ignoring the eyes of the Nine Heavens Demoness, and very casually said to the maidservant, ”Hurry, add a bowl and chopsticks, I want to have lunch with your wife.” I'm starving to death! ”

”Eighth sister-in-law?” Xiaoyu was not sure that the girl with half of her arm resting in front of her was even more outspoken and outspoken than the man in front of her. She was definitely her eighth sister-in-law, whom she had met yesterday in the gambling den. Could it be that Night has driven people mad with hunger?

Seeing that Xiaoyu's eyes were about to pop out of their sockets, Yan Yu seemed to recall something. She waved her arm and smiled coyly, ”I just left the gambling den.”

Xiaoyu finally came back to her senses and gave Yan Yu a thumbs up. ”Eighth sister-in-law, awesome!”

”Awesome?” Yan Yu did not understand the language of the transcenders. She knitted her brows in puzzlement as to what she meant by those words.

”Impressive!” Xiaoyu hurriedly explained, and it was rare to meet a girl who was not concerned with trifling matters. She quickly ordered the maidservants to put on the utensils, and as she ate, she completely forgot about the lady's recuperation.

Night Nine's Succubus glared hatefully at 15th Night, who had sent Yan Yu into his mansion, and shuddered. Ever since his father had met his wife, he had become more and more unfathomable, to the point where he could kill people by eating vinegar. It was only a woman, it was only going to the house for lunch. It was necessary to make it feel like he had stolen his wife, so he didn't want to stab her to death.

Nine Night Demon looked at the unrelenting Yan Yu, fury raging in her chest, her face dark with dissatisfaction as she asked, ”What are you doing here?”

Gedeng, the question was too sudden. Yan Yu was stuck on her fish. She stretched out her hand with a blush and said, ”Quick, water!”

Luckily, Xiaoyu was still drinking the soup and had only sprayed it all over her face. Seeing that her life was about to end, she took the teapot and threw it at Yan Yu.

”Bang!” With a muffled sound, blood spurted out from Yan Yu's head. She looked with disbelief at the little fish that had murdered her. She only wanted to have a sip of water. Was it that hateful?

”Fishy, hand over your life!” With a furious roar, a patch of red flashed across Xiaoyu's eyes and her neck was firmly gripped by someone.