"Those girls can sing and dance. Of course they're prettier to watch than a big block of ice like you~"
Chu Youning answered without hesitation.
Qing Qianxue replied casually, "Then... what if I personally cooked for you, Elder Princess, and was willing to perform a sword dance for you too?"
Cook for me himself??? A sword dance!!!
Holy shit, holy shit! Is this something I can watch for free?
Damn it, he's got me wrapped around his finger again, again, again. I'm about a billion times tempted, but... I just turned him down so firmly. Wouldn't agreeing right away make me look far too easy?
No, no. I have to play hard to get a little longer.
So Chu Youning coughed lightly twice, looking troubled. "Although seeing the National Preceptor cook or perform a sword dance is a rare treat, my sister is leaving tomorrow. I won't see her for quite a while, so I can't break my promise."
"Then... shall I have Qian Miao invite Miss Jiang too? Besides... you already agreed a few days ago to attend a banquet at my residence. If you go back on your word now, what will become of your dignity as the Elder Princess?"
Picking up on Chu Youning's words, Qing Qianxue's voice returned to its usual gentle tone.
"All right, then~" Feeling she had played hard to get enough, Chu Youning nodded. "But... if you've tricked me about anything, I'll beat you up."
"Yes, yes. I wouldn't dare sample Your Highness's loving mother's whip."
Qing Qianxue smiled teasingly.
Chu Youning couldn't help laughing at him. "Funny you should say that. If I had a dear son like you, I'm afraid I'd have to whip you every day."
Night gradually deepened.
The usually quiet National Preceptor's Residence was unusually lively that