Duan Feng heard his voice and did not dare to refute. He bowed and quickly retreated.
Yin Luzhu raised his eyes and looked up. Under the moonlight, the man was wearing a snow-colored robe like frost, with a unique green bamboo embroidered on the long and wide cuffs. As a gust of wind blew by, his long black hair was messy and flying in the wind. The face that confuses all living beings is exquisite and beautiful, and the cold eyes are like a lake of water, clear and deep.
When he saw her looking over, a smile appeared on his lips and he nodded slightly.
Yin Luzhu knew clearly, thinking that the person in front of him was Gu Tingyue, the legendary Crown Prince of Southern Xinjiang who had difficulty inheriting the title.
Duan Feng was very fast and immediately walked in with someone.
He pointed to the stone table not far from Yin Luzhu, "Put it here."
The servant quickly placed the plates of colorful food on the table, then bowed respectfully to the man, and then withdrew.
With a look from Gu Tingyue, Duan Feng walked towards Yin Luzhu again, "Girl, go eat."
Yin Luzhu saw that the young guard seemed to be dissatisfied, but she didn't care.
It's fair to think about it. His master dragged his sick body and stood in the cold wind for a long time.
Without being pretentious, Yin Luzhu strode to the table and sat down. Looking at the food on the table, she looked at Gu Tingyue and said, "Thank you, Crown Prince."
Gu Tingyue said nothing, but silently withdrew his gaze, and with Duan Feng's support, he slowly walked towards his room.
Watching his figure disappear from his sight, Yin Luzhu sighed softly.
"Why are you sighing?"
A familiar voice sounded behind him. Yin Luzhu raised his eyes and saw Ji Yanchen.
She pointed to the stone bench opposite and said, "Sit."
Ji Yanchen sat down and looked at the exquisite dishes on the table. He couldn't help but glance at Yin Luzhu again.
"I specially prepared it for you. I know you have worked hard." Looking at the man's somewhat cold face, Yin Lu Zhutian said shamelessly.
Ji Yan remained silent and silently picked up the chopsticks.
He took a piece of refreshing and crispy lotus root and put it into his mouth, chewing it carefully.
Yin Luzhu held his chin with one hand and watched him eating, unable to help but be fascinated.
Noticing the gaze she was looking at, Ji Yan frowned slightly, "What do you want me to do?"
Picking up the chopsticks, Yin Luzhu picked up a chicken leg for him and said, "Eat some meat. You are so thin that you are almost out of shape. I feel sorry for you."
Ji Yanchen's hand holding the chopsticks trembled slightly.
His whole body suddenly froze.
Looking down at the chicken legs in the bowl, I felt that the chicken legs seemed to weigh a thousand kilograms.
What echoed in my mind was Yin Luzhu’s words: I feel bad.
"Eat! What are you doing standing still?"
Seeing that he hadn't moved for a long time, Yin Luzhu couldn't help but urge him.
Ji Yanchen realized it later and swallowed the crispy lotus root in his mouth, then picked up the chicken drumstick in the bowl and took a bite.
The breeze blows, bringing with it the faint medicinal scent of the man.
Yin Luzhu smiled happily, "Ji Yanchen, you smell so good."
"..." Ji Yanchen's chewing of the chicken legs froze slightly. He raised his eyes and glanced at the person opposite. At this moment, he felt that it was just chewing wax.
His lips trembled slightly, and he said one sentence, as if he had gone through many difficulties and dangers, "Yin Luzhu..."
"Huh? What's wrong?"
Ji Yanchen looked at her for a long time, and then withdrew his gaze in frustration.
He lowered his head and took a bite of the chicken leg. "You can't talk when you're eating. Don't talk too much to affect my appetite."
"..." Upon hearing this, Yin Luzhu's eyes instantly darkened.