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The corners of Meng Fuyao's mouth twitched. She was glad that the women got boats but pitied Zhangsun Wuji ever so slightly. But then, a lecherous intent crept into her head. 'Oh ho, the Crown Prince is going to strip. The crown prince is going to swim completely naked. The world's best benefit! To be able to lust after a certain someone's toned body for free…'
The sound of the water splashing continued. This question was too odd to be able to answer. The girl who had been serving the dishes bit her lips with a smile as her gaze carefully measured every aspect of Zhangsun Wuji.
'How shameless! Waiting to see his naked body!' Meng Fuyao thought with anger.
The chef sat on the stool that was currently on the table. Looking down at Zhangsun Wuji, he questioned, ”You?”
Zhangsun Wuji continued sipping his tea leisurely, looking down quietly.
”If you can't answer, head out and in ten steps, jump into the water,” the chef said as he climbed down the chair with disappointment. He plodded back to the kitchen and yawned lazily. ”I guess I won't be cooking the next dish today.”
”Seven spirals, three loops.”
He casually and abruptly replied, and then, continued sipping his cup of tea.
Shocked, Meng Fuyao immediately lifted up her hands to double-check. After a while, she put down her hands and continued her dazed state.
With a teasing smile, Zhangsun Wuji glanced over. And then, he leaned in and whispered, ”Not just the fingers. From the moment I've known you, every part of you, including your changes in size, I know them all.”
Ping—
After a moment, the realization that a certain someone had seen her from head to toe finally hit. She threw out a vicious punch…
”The third dish!” The chef clapped his hands, ignoring the killing intent coming from Meng Fuyao—the 'only loving couple that managed to pass the treacherous test.'
”My esteemed guests, please head over to the cabin below to enjoy the third dish individually,” the chef announced.
He made his way to the inner cabin first. Meng Fuyao and Zhangsun Wuji exchanged a glance and quickly followed him. That person made many turns before finally stopping in front of one of the doors.
That space available in the boat was very narrow. The area near the door was dark, and vaguely, one could see something flash by, and a fishy smell followed.
That person suddenly turned and pounced over.
Quick and agile, he pounced over to their feet.
Both Meng Fuyao and Zhangsun Wuji did not bother to move when he leaped over. The two could be considered as elites, and they were clear on the fact that someone rushing over did not necessarily mean that he would attack. On the other hand, someone who harbored the intent to attack might not rush over. Whether a person attacked, only their killing intent would tell.
This person not only did not have any killing intent, he barely knew of any martial arts.
He leaped over, and his initial grouchy and unfriendly attitude had now done a 180. Sincerely and politely, he looked up and greeted the two. ”I have disgraced myself in front of the Crown Prince and King of Han. Please forgive me!”
Meng Fuyao mumbled, ”Haughtiness to humility, huh…”
Meanwhile, Zhangsun Wuji took a step back. ”We dare not accept your bow without knowing your identity.”
Meng Fuyao muttered again, ”One who is unaccountably solicitous is hiding evil intentions.”
That person stood up and lowered his head. ”Xuanji's Feng Wu, greetings to the Crown Prince and the King of Han.”
Meng Fuyao uttered under her breath once more, ”Feng Wu? Psh, I'll be Liu Wu!”
Zhangsun Wuji pinched her back, and she immediately retaliated in the same way. The two continued pinching each other as they smiled. ”Ah… Prince Feng Wu… Nice to meet you.”
The two did not bother to ask why a prince was cooking on a commoner's boat, nor were they curious as to why he would hide his identity yet expose it to them. After exchanging their greetings, Meng Fuyao patted her stomach. ”Ah… I'm so full.”
”Then, let's head back. Tie Cheng and the boat lady are still waiting for us,” Zhangsun Wuji responded. The two turned to leave. In traditional Chinese culture, mandarin ducks are believed to be lifelong couples, hence, regarded as a symbol of conjugal affection and fidelity.