Xiao Yuzi immediately argued his case: "One dish won't do. At least three—two meat dishes and one soup."
He didn't want to lose face alongside his master again.
If they really served only one meat dish and one vegetable dish, Prince Rui might think they weren't welcoming him.
He might not dare come again next time.
Ye Lihan's face darkened. "Who exactly is your master? Her or me?"
This woman was far too formidable. Before she had even done anything, she had already won over everyone around him.
Xiao Yuzi planted his hands on his hips, refusing to compromise. "It's precisely because you're my master that I can't let you lose face."
"I'm going."
Xiao Yuzi had no intention of continuing to argue with him and ran toward the kitchen.
Ye Lihan reached out to stop him, but failed.
After a while, he angrily snapped a small branch from the tree and glared toward Prince Rui's Estate, gritting his teeth. "You woman, just what kind of magic do you possess?"
They had only met once at the foot of the mountain, yet she had not only stolen his Xiao Yuzi's heart, she had also left him restless and distracted for days.
Could she really be some kind of demon?
Otherwise, how could one glance have made him unable to forget the scene, constantly wondering what she was doing at that moment?
"Eastern Jin is where you belong!"
"Going back is what you should do."
After throwing away the branch and repeatedly warning himself, Ye Lihan returned to the study with an unpleasant expression.
When he saw the unfinished painting in the scroll tube, he casually picked it up and tossed it into the trash basket.
Sitting in his chair, his dark eyes unconsciously fell upon the painting in the trash