HCB Chapter 210 Imperial Meal
Chapter 210 Imperial Meal
"Afraid of me?"
Mo Ling did not move forward, nor did he get angry. He even tried hard to force a smile.
"afraid."
Feng Jiuqing lowered his head, his eyes red, as if he didn't dare to look at Mo Ling.
Mo Ling took a deep breath and asked softly: "What are you afraid of me?"
Oh, I’m afraid you might have some improper thoughts!
What else could he be trying to do if he wasn't trying to trick him?
Feng Jiuqing's hands, which were clutching his sleeves, were shaking, and tears kept falling from his eyes. He seemed to be very scared.
Mo Ling's eyes flashed with heartache. In the past, when Qingqing cried, he thought it was very beautiful and always wanted Qingqing to cry more. But now that Qingqing cried, his heart also ached.
"hungry?"
Feng Jiuqing cried pitifully and looked at Mo Ling with grievance.
"Ah He is hungry."
Mo Ling signaled the palace servants to move his chair to the place farthest away from Feng Jiuqing, and said in a voice as soft as it could be: "Don't be afraid, come and eat, I won't come."
Feng Jiuqing glanced at him timidly, and Lin Yu chimed in, "Young Master, go quickly. You haven't eaten anything this morning. If you get hungry, the princess and the prime minister will blame me."
Feng Jiuqing raised his eyes and took a look then lowered his head again. If it was really Ah He, there was no familiar face here, and there was also Mo Ling who Ah He was very afraid of. I'm afraid that Jinshan would have been flooded by now.
But he couldn't really cry. His eyes hurt from the onion fumigation, and it seemed like he had used too much onion. He couldn't seem to stop crying.
Seeing that he didn't go over, Lin Yu continued: "Don't be afraid, young master. I have been with Your Majesty for so many years, and I am still fine, right?"
"These are all freshly prepared by the imperial kitchen today. Would you like to try some, young master?"
Feng Jiuqing swallowed his saliva and seemed attracted. Lin Yu quickly added fuel to the fire.
"Young Master, you know this is the imperial meal. If it weren't for the grace of His Majesty, you wouldn't be able to eat it on ordinary days. It's also because His Majesty loves you that he specially ordered the imperial kitchen to prepare it for you."
Feng Jiuqing's mouth corners sank slightly. Haha, he did it on purpose. I knew Mo Ling had bad intentions.
As the saying goes, if someone shows kindness without any reason, he is either a traitor or a thief. He didn't believe that Mo Ling would be so nice. When he was Ming Qing, he could only eat the imperial meals when he ate with Mo Ling. When he was alone, he could only eat the meals of the imperial concubine.
Suddenly I felt a little angry. Ming Qing did so much for Mo Ling, but he was not as good as Ah He who could only cry!
Oh, since Mo Ling likes it, he will fulfill Mo Ling’s wish.
Feng Jiuqing lowered his head and slowly sat back. Immediately, a palace servant served him food.
Feng Jiuqing raised his eyes to look at Mo Ling, who smiled at him tenderly: "Don't be afraid, eat slowly, just tell the palace maid what you want to eat."
Feng Jiuqing picked up the chopsticks and ate whatever the palace maid picked up without even raising his head. His cheeks were bulging from eating, like an obedient little hamster.
Mo Ling ate a little casually, then focused on watching Feng Jiuqing eat. Unconsciously, he thought of Ming Qing again.
In the past, when Mingqing and he had a meal, they didn't need anyone to wait on them. It was just the two of them, and they had a very passionate meal. Mingqing was like a demon who had strayed into the human world, seducing him all the time, and he would only behave himself if he gave her a good beating.
At that time, he felt that Ming Qing was clingy, and that little devil knew how to make people feel itchy. He was clearly the one who started the fire, but when he started to teach her a lesson, Ming Qing opened her eyes wide, full of innocence, as if he was the one who did something wrong, but he just fell for it.
Now Qingqing wished she could stay eight feet away from him and would cry in fear when she saw him. But it was all his own fault. He would atone for his sins bit by bit.
Feng Jiuqing was enjoying his meal, so he didn't have time to care about what Mo Ling was thinking. He knew Mo Ling was looking at him, but he didn't care if he was full, so he could look at him if he wanted, after all, he was Ah He now.
"Is it tasty?"
Feng Jiuqing paused while eating. This person must be holding his throat, and his voice is too gentle, unlike Mo Ling. Is he a broken person or his throat?
"good to eat."
Feng Jiuqing lowered his head and continued to eat. Do you need to ask if it tastes good? If it doesn't taste good, do you think he will eat it? It's unnecessary!
"If it tastes good, eat more."
Is Mo Ling possessed by someone? He is so gentle, is his brain rusted?
Feng Jiuqing lowered his head and ate enthusiastically, nodding as if answering Mo Ling's words.
Even until Feng Jiuqing finished eating, he could still feel Mo Ling's gaze on him.
Really, is he doing some kind of free food show? Is this something Mo Ling can watch for free?
She stared at him while he ate like a pervert, and I would have thought Mo Ling had never eaten before.
Is eating something so unusual? He must be staring at it all the time. He must be crazy!
"I am full?"
What else? He had been eating for 25 minutes and had even put down his chopsticks. Who would put down their chopsticks if they were not full?
This also requires a question, is Mo Ling feeling bored recently?
In that case, let's find him something to do. Feng Jiuqing had just made up his mind when something suddenly appeared on the table.
When he looked up, he found that Mo Ling had walked up to him without him noticing and was wiping the tears from his face.
leave!
Mo Ling didn't want to waste his talent by launching a surprise attack. Did he use flash just now so quickly?
And doesn't he have mysophobia? Where did his mysophobia go?
Seeing that Feng Jiuqing was about to cry again, Mo Ling hurriedly wiped his face and said softly, "Am I so scary, Qingqing?"
Feng Jiuqing raised his eyes to look at Mo Ling. Did he mistake Ah He for Ming Qing? Mo Ling, you will find a substitute!
"Ah He! Wuuwu, I am Ah He!" Feng Jiuqing sobbed a few times, his whole face wrinkled like a bun, and tears fell out one by one in grievance.
Mo Ling froze for a moment, then gently wiped away Feng Jiuqing's tears and coaxed her in a low voice: "Okay, Ah He, I called you the wrong name, Ah He, don't cry."
"Not Qing-Qing!"
Feng Jiuqing sobbed and cried even harder.
"Okay, okay! Ah He, my Ah He, it was my fault, please stop crying, okay."
Haha, you are the emperor, how can you be wrong? Even if you are wrong, it is someone else's fault!
Feng Jiuqing was slandering and angry in his heart. He got angry when he saw Mo Ling. He actually mistook Ah He for him!
All these years of teaching were in vain, and he has raised an ungrateful person! I shouldn't have saved him in the first place! It's good to let him be a fool forever, at least a fool will listen to him!
Even a fool wouldn't have the ability to kill him! Why didn't you have the heart to do it in the first place?
Feng Jiuqing was a little depressed, so he didn't look happy towards Mo Ling. Even when he was crying, there was resentment in his voice, which made Mo Ling feel even more painful.
Qingqing is still so afraid of him, why is she afraid of him? What should he do to make Qingqing accept him again?
His Qingqing used to be so brave that even though he was the emperor, Qingqing had never been afraid of him. Even Zhao Shuren, who was the queen mother at the time, did not get any benefit from Qingqing, let alone scare Qingqing.
But now, why is Qingqing so timid?