PFC Chapter 103: Four people sit around a table to eat.
Chapter 103: Four people sit around a table to eat.
As dusk settled, the four sat around the dining table. To Murong Yi's left sat Murong Qing, and to her right sat the beautiful Su Wan'er, while beside Murong Qing sat the gentle Lin Qianqian. The table was laden with delicious dishes, steaming hot.
Murong Yi's gaze fell on the plate of shrimp with hibiscus filling, and she reached out with her chopsticks to gently pick up a plump and tender shrimp.
When Su Wan'er saw this, she thought the lovingly placed bowl was for her. She immediately covered her mouth with her sleeve, smiled, and bowed slightly, preparing to take the bowl.
However, the next moment, Murong Yi handed the shrimp directly to Murong Qing's bowl, and said softly, "Seventh Sister, this is your favorite shrimp, eat more! You've lost weight!" Her eyes were full of tenderness and affection.
Murong Qing looked at him, her lips curving upwards, her eyes filled with tears. Her smile was full of the joy of reunion and her love for her younger brother.
Su Wan'er's hand froze in mid-air, her smile instantly solidifying as if covered by frost, leaving only endless embarrassment. She was burning with anger, but unable to vent it, she could only forcefully suppress it, her fingers unconsciously gripping the hem of her clothes until her knuckles turned slightly white. Her eyes maintained a facade of calm, but her slightly trembling lips betrayed the turmoil within her.
Lin Qianqian seemed to keenly notice Su Wan'er's unusual behavior. Her eyes flickered, and she deftly picked up a piece of shrimp with her chopsticks, placing it gracefully in Su Wan'er's bowl. With a slight smile, she said, "Sister, this is for you!" Her clear eyes were filled with respect and affection for Su Wan'er.
"Tch~ Uh... Thank you, sister!" Su Wan'er was full of disdain, but because Murong Yi was present, she could only force a smile, purse her lips, and nod to accept.
Witnessing this scene, Murong Yi felt a strange stirring in his heart towards Lin Qianqian, his gaze filled with admiration and newfound respect. Then, he looked at his beloved Su Wan'er, placed a shrimp in her bowl, his eyes full of doting affection, and whispered, "Eat!"
Seeing Murong Yi serve her food, Su Wan'er was secretly delighted. She glanced at Lin Qianqian, gave a wicked smile, and began to taste the food in an affected manner.
Lin Qianqian watched all this without saying a word, but a sense of loss quietly rose in her heart, like a wisp of smoke lingering in her mind.
Murong Qing took in everyone's expressions, hesitated for a moment, and then gently placed a piece of shrimp into Lin Qianqian's bowl.
Lin Qianqian's face immediately showed surprise. She looked up at Murong Qing, and as their eyes met, the emotion in her eyes was as clear as shimmering lake water. Murong Qing nodded slightly to her, as if silently expressing his gratitude and affection.
During the meal, Murong Yi looked at Murong Qing with concern in her eyes and asked softly, "Seventh Sister, have you been doing well all these years?"
Murong Qing paused slightly with his chopsticks, his mouth stuffed full like a child's, and nodded, murmuring, "Ninth Brother, it's all good... hiccup~~ I'm so happy to be back in the capital and see you and everyone."
Murong Yi frowned, then picked up another piece of food with her chopsticks and placed it in Murong Qing's bowl. With a helpless expression, she said, "Seventh Sister, eat slowly! Don't choke!"
Murong Qing swallowed the food in her mouth with difficulty, smoothed her chest, and said with a satisfied look, "Hmm~ I know! Hehe~" As she spoke, she picked up a few more pieces and ate them in big bites.
Murong Yi watched her eat, a slight smile playing on her lips, her eyes revealing a mixture of doting and helplessness. Just watching her eat was enough to satisfy her. Lin Qianqian, watching Murong Qing's unrestrained manner, smiled with relief, but a bitter feeling quickly crept in. She reached out and patted her back tenderly, signaling her not to rush.
Su Wan'er, however, was speechless, seething with anger. Looking at this ill-mannered woman who had stolen the prince upon her return, she grew increasingly annoyed. One Lin Qianqian was enough, and now another one had appeared! Ugh! So unlucky!
Before long, after everyone had thoroughly enjoyed the meal, the lingering fragrance still lingered on their lips and teeth. They rested briefly in the hall and began to chat. The conversation ranged from past anecdotes to recent events, and they chatted happily. After a while, they rose, summoned their servants to tidy their clothes and prepare their ceremonial procession, and, filled with anticipation and longing, embarked on their journey to the palace.