"Young Master, Ke'er is about to go to the dining room to urge the cook." A blush flashed across Zhao Ke'er's face, and she knew that she would not be able to be a maid for the rest of her life.

"It just so happens that I haven't eaten either, so just prepare a pair of bowls and chopsticks for me in the dining room!"

Qing Yiran learned a lesson this time and showed her goodwill to Zhao Keer first, and then went to Su Suxian's place.

In this case, even if Su Suxian gave him a hard time, at least the dinner could still be eaten at Nianmeng Pavilion.

"Yes, Ke'er is going now!" Zhao Ke'er ran to the dining room excitedly.

"If the eldest young master likes Ke'er so much, why not take Ke'er back to Qingran Pavilion."

A cold voice, with a bone-chilling chill, sounded from behind Qing Yiran. Qing Yiran turned around with a gentle smile, thinking that Su Su Xian was jealous.

"I just happened to pass by here, let's have dinner!" Qing Yiran said, and walked into the hall automatically without Su Suxian's invitation.

Su Suxian rolled her eyes speechlessly. This level of arrogance and shamelessness was really unflattering.

"Young Master, try this snow pear tribute ball soup. This is made by Ke'er himself!" Zhao Ke'er enthusiastically arranged the dishes for Qing Yiran, completely ignoring Su Suxian.

"Zhao Ke'er, who is your master!?" Qin Zhu on the side also looked at Zhao Ke'er's flattering expression speechlessly, and coldly mocked Zhao Ke'er.

"No matter what Qingfu says, the eldest young master has the final say!" Zhao Keer is thick-skinned, and it doesn't matter what Qinzhu says to her.

Su Suxian just drank the soup from the bowl lightly, without even looking at Qing Yiran.

"Su Xian, these are the tribute snow pills, you can eat them and see." Qing Yiran fawned over the dishes for Su Su Xian. Unexpectedly, Su Su Xian coldly threw the chopsticks on the table!

"Qinzhu, bring me another set of bowls and chopsticks!"

"Su Xian, you...there's no need for this!"

In front of so many people, Qing Yiran's face was a little ugly, and she looked at Su Suxian awkwardly.

"I'm mysophobic, so I won't eat dirty dishes!"

Su Suxian glanced at Qing Yiran coldly, and ate the food happily.

A light fragrance came, and Su Suxian felt a little strange, but she didn't take it to heart. Thinking about it, Qing Yiran didn't dare to do anything to herself.

"Huh..." Qing Yiran quietly breathed a sigh of relief when she saw Su Suxian swallowing the medicinal powder.

After the meal, Qing Yiran dismissed everyone and said, "You all should go down. This young master and Su Xian have important matters to discuss."

Qinzhu looked at Su Suxian with some worry. The eldest young master today felt really strange. He hoped that he was overthinking.

"Everyone, get out!" Su Suxian gave Qinzhu a calm look, and Qinzhu left.

"Su Xian, don't worry, I will treat you kindly!" A strange look appeared on Qing Yiran's face, and Su Su Xian slowly felt that her whole body was weak and she couldn't exert any strength.

Su Suxian's face darkened, this Qing Yiran actually dared to drug herself!

"You drugged me!?" Su Suxian drank Qing Yiran with some annoyance. It seemed that she was not careful!

"Yes! Just put the medicinal powder on the edge of your new bowl." Qing Yiran nodded with satisfaction. He was sure that Su Suxian hated him and would change the bowl and chopsticks.
Chapter completed!