The prince wanted to barbecue in person, which was something everyone present had never seen before.
Yun Tianjing gave up his position and gave Chu Dongling and Long Qian chicken wings stuck on bamboo poles.
"Your Majesty, Princess, please!"
Chu Dongling took the bamboo pole, imitated Nie Qingqing's action just now, and placed the chicken wings on the red charcoal.
"The bamboo pole has thorns, you can just stay aside."
"Your Majesty, the bamboo poles are made by ourselves, there should be no thorns." Yun Tianjing sat aside and continued to grill the chicken wings in his hands.
"There is a thorn." Yun Hongsi immediately came up and said, "I was stabbed just now. The princess's hands are delicate. With the prince here, it's okay not to touch them."
She lightly kicked the person on the side who had no eyesight and frowned.
Only then did Yun Tianjing react. He immediately rubbed his hands and said, "The bamboo pole really hurts my hands. It's better for the princess not to touch it."
"There are many delicious foods on the table. The princess knows the prince's taste. Please bring some to the prince."
"Okay." Long Qian nodded and stood up.
Her mind has long been on the delicious food on the table. We had barbecued meat together at Ziyuan before, and Yuan Feijing knew what ingredients to prepare.
The situation is a little different tonight. The prince wants to have fun with the people, and the ingredients they prepare must be even better.
In fact, she doesn’t have to bake it with her own hands and eat it lying down. Isn’t it delicious?
But you have to sit around a fire to have a barbecue. What kind of atmosphere is there if you sit so far away?
Sure enough, we can have a feast again today.
One table is full of raw food prepared for the barbecue, and the other table is full of delicacies. Even the fruit platter is very tempting.
Long Qian chose the largest plate, filled it with his favorite food, grabbed a wooden fork, and returned to Chu Dongling.
Chu Dongling looked at the plate in her hand and frowned slightly: "After eating this pile, can you still eat chicken wings?"
Long Qian took off his shoes, sat cross-legged on a large and soft chair, and nodded.
"be able to eat."
She forked a piece of watermelon and put it in her mouth, then looked up at Yuan Feijing opposite.
"It's winter, where did you find such a sweet watermelon?"
Refrigeration is not easy in this era, and it should be even harder to plant out of season.
"The climate of Star-Moon Kingdom is very special. You can find different fruits all year round. Don't be too surprised."
Yuan Feijing returned the leftover bones to Nie Wuqing and wiped her mouth.
"I also know of a place where you can pick grapes twice a year. Now is the time. Try it. The grapes are also very sweet."
"Is it really so magical?" Long Qian lowered his head and picked up a grape.
"I will give it a try."
A cold voice interrupted Long Qian's thoughts, and she looked sideways at Chu Dongling.
"The prince also wants to eat grapes?"
"Yeah." Chu Dongling nodded lightly, separated the two chicken wings in his right hand, held one in one hand and placed it on the fire to roast.
Long Qian originally wanted to bring him some, but it seemed that he didn't intend to eat it himself, so she could only hand over the grapes that were almost to her mouth.
"My fork, mind?"
"I don't mind." Chu Dongling opened his mouth and put the grape in his mouth.
Long Qian looked at his thin lips that opened and closed, biting her lips unconsciously.
Chu Dongling looked at her with interest, as if expecting something.
But Long Qian's next move made him very disappointed.
Long Qian took back the fork that Chu Dongling had used, took out the silk scarf and wiped it, blew on it with his mouth, wiped it again before lowering his head and continued to use it.
This look of disgust can be said to be unforgettable for a lifetime.
"Pfft..." Yuan Feijing couldn't help it after all, "Hahaha..."
