We are not allowed to brush face here [Quick Transmigration]

Ji Fangze didn't pay attention to the change in Ye Cheng's expression. He was lowering his head and taking out the midnight snacks from the three or four floors of the food box one by one.In order to fully confirm the excuse of "the portion is not small" and "he can't eat it by himself", he ordered the small kitchen to serve directly according to the amount of food for three people.

Ye Cheng's small study is not big, but it has all the internal organs. It is divided into two rooms by a screen, the inside is the table case, and the outside is a small hall, where there is an Eight Immortals table, where tea is usually placed.

Just when Ye Cheng was slightly startled, Ji Fangze had already laid out all the snacks in the food box.With nothing to do in his hands, Ji Fangze hesitated for a moment, not knowing what to do next.

According to his and Fusheng's superficial experience, if the other party also knows and intends, then at this time, the sender should take the initiative to speak and invite the sender to stay.If there is no sound, it means that the sender should be more sensible and leave by himself.

But Ji Fangze didn't want to leave.He finally made up his mind to come here, he couldn't put down his things and just leave.

Fortunately, it didn't last long.Ye Cheng said, "Your Highness sent so much food here, would you like to stay and have supper with me?"

Ji Fangze felt a little relieved, and said seriously, "I'm just thinking about it, so I might as well ask Mr. Ye a few questions."

Ye Cheng opened the door, asked the person outside for bowls and chopsticks, then took the food box and put it in a corner: "The food box is so heavy, why doesn't Your Highness ask someone to help carry it?"

Ji Fangze said softly: "It's just a food box, I can handle it."

Soon, the door was pushed open, Fu Sheng followed behind with several palace servants, put up the bowls, chopsticks, handkerchiefs, and water basins one by one, and all retreated quietly, closing the door.

It stands to reason that when the prince eats meals, he must be served by palace servants.But neither of the two mentioned this issue, nor did anyone talk about proper manners, whether it was appropriate or not.The two washed their hands and sat down around the table.Ye Cheng looked at the opposite person with a smile, feeling a bit like the last world, the two were sitting and eating at the dining table at home.

Ye Cheng suddenly raised his hand to pick up a piece of bean cake, and very naturally put it in the bowl in front of Ji Fangze: "This dish of emerald jade bean cake is sweet and delicious, it melts in your mouth, Your Highness, try it."

Ji Fangze: "..."

He really doesn't like peas at all.

But Ye Cheng usually treats him calmly and politely, not getting close enough, apart from touching his head last time I don't know if it was a hallucination, there is no other close behavior.Now I have some food for him, so I can't help but eat it.He gritted his teeth, slowly ate the bean cake, and said with a smile, "It's really sweet, I like it very much."

Ye Cheng noticed the reluctance in Ji Fangze's tone, and the smile on the corner of his mouth deepened.He scanned the dishes on the table with a look of helplessness in his eyes.

Jade bean cake, fermented glutinous rice balls, crab roe tofu, egg dumplings, crispy meat pie, a cup of longan and lotus seed soup, etc.

There are sweet and salty, and they are very messy. They are all common food in the palace, and the ingredients are neither rare nor expensive.It is indeed a bit like the prince's whim at night, what is ready-made in the small kitchen, and the supper served.

It stands to reason that there is no problem.

But after spending 40 years together in the previous life, Ye Cheng really knows Ji Fangze's taste very well.

So Ye Cheng discovered that there were a few things in it that didn't suit Ji Fangze's taste.Especially peas, Ji Fangze absolutely hated this kind of food.

But Ye Cheng wasn't sure if Ji Fangze's taste had changed, so he tested it a little.

Looking at it now, although the world and identity have changed, Ji Fangze's preferences are still similar.Still not a fan of peas.

Although Ye Cheng and Ji Fangze live together, they usually eat separately.Ye Cheng's food is provided by the dining room of the palace.Ji Fangze has a separate small kitchen in the yard.

The ingredients and manpower in the small kitchen are usually only responsible for supplying Ji Fangze, and he should know Ji Fangze's taste best.Ji Fangze wants to eat late at night, even if he rushes and picks up the ready-made food, the kitchen will not serve the food that the prince hates.

But Ye Cheng, last time the dining room brought a plate of bean cakes, and he ate several pieces.

Most of it is the food that Ye Cheng has eaten in the past ten days, and he likes it more.

Got someone to check the plates I've eaten on?This is too cute.

Ye Cheng changed the place of the plate of bean cakes, put it in front of Ji Fangze, and said empathetically, "Since your Highness likes it, eat more."

Ji Fangze paused for a moment with his chopsticks: "...Okay."

Ye Cheng seemed to see the disbelief in Ji Fangze's eyes and the sudden drooping ears on his head. He was very guilty in his heart, but he couldn't help but want to laugh.He stopped his chopsticks and looked at Ji Fangze with his chin on his hands.Ji Fangze didn't notice this scene, he was struggling with a piece of bean cake.

Ye Cheng thought to himself, if we say that everything before can be attributed to the kindness to the courtiers.If you would rather eat something you hate than think of a reason to have supper with me, it can't be because I'm being sentimental, right?

He watched Ji Fangze eating bean cakes aggrievedly, his heart softened just now, and he wanted to open his mouth to find a topic.There was another knock on the door.Both of them were taken aback at the same time, and before Ye Cheng could speak, the door was pushed open.

Ji Qingluan strode in, accompanied by carefree voices.

"Master Ye, yesterday..." Ji Qingluan stopped talking when he saw Ji Fangze as soon as he entered the door, and said in surprise, "Brother, why are you here?"

Ji Fangze frowned slightly: "Behave recklessly, and don't tell the palace servants, what's it like?"

Also, what do you mean I'm here, can't I be here?

Ji Fangze and Ji Qingluan live in the same courtyard.This courtyard is very big, it is almost a house, it can completely accommodate Ye Cheng and another colleague, they should have little contact with each other usually.But Ji Qingluan was full of energy, running and jumping around, the two of them naturally bumped into each other a few times.He seemed to be quite interested in Ye Cheng, and would wander over occasionally, nothing else, just looking through Ye Cheng's collection of books and asking some strange questions.Ye Cheng is also very patient with children, and the two get along fairly well.

Ji Qingluan took a look at the room where it was obvious that there were only the two of them, and felt happy.

Yo, he was secretly anxious at first, thinking how to help his brother, but he didn't expect the progress to be so fast.

The door was closed, and the two had supper alone.

Ji Qingluan suddenly laughed, and squeezed his eyes a little ambiguously: "Brother, why don't you ask Fu Sheng to guard the gate. Let's forget about eating. If I bump into something else, do not look at evil, it would be inappropriate."

It's really not to blame Ji Qingluan for thinking too much.Originally, delivering supper was a rather ambiguous matter.What's more, the two of them closed the door at night and stayed alone in the house to eat.

Ji Fangze's expression changed slightly.Ji Qingluan's words had too much ambiguous meaning, his face became serious, and he wanted to scold someone.But Ji Qingluan really understood his brother's temper. Seeing Ji Fangze's complexion changed, he quickly turned away, looked at Ye Cheng and said solemnly: "Master Ye, I'm here to get the two books you mentioned last time."

Ye Cheng glanced at Ji Qingluan's eyes, and tolerantly relieved him: "His Royal Highness, wait a moment, I will go get it."

Ji Qingluan quickly waved his hand, seeing his brother's face, how dare he order Ye Cheng to take it.He pushed Ye Cheng towards the table of the Eight Immortals: "Don't, don't, Master Ye, you can sit and eat with peace of mind. Where is the book, I'll get it myself."

Ye Cheng was helpless. In fact, he didn't mention any books at all last time, but now he can only say casually: "It's on the desk behind the screen."

Ji Qingluan ran in, grabbed two books, and said goodbye: "Brother, Mr. Ye, you can continue to eat, I'm leaving first."

Before anyone could answer, he ran away like his ass was on fire, remembering to slam the door shut before leaving.

Ji Fangze's mind is full of confusion now.Did Ye Cheng understand the meaning of that sentence?If it is so obvious, I must understand it.What is he thinking now?

Seeing his ugly face, Ye Cheng thought he was still angry with Ji Qingluan for acting recklessly, so he comforted him: "Your Highness Seventh is young, so it's common sense to be a bit more evasive."

Ji Fangze forced a smile: "Yes, he loves to talk nonsense when he is young. I have absolutely nothing against Master Ye..."

Ye Cheng listened quietly to him.

Ji Fangze hesitated for a moment, and then slowly said the words he had considered: "There is absolutely no contempt."

With a smile in his eyes, Ye Cheng said softly: "Of course I know His Highness's intentions for me."

Next, Ye Cheng was calm and calm, he should eat and smile.Ji Fangze was restless, unspeakable.

After all, he was born in the palace, and he is actually very familiar with this half-sentence style of speaking. Most of the time, he can easily understand the other half of the meaning that others have not said, which is more real.

But now his mind is really in a mess, and he can't think about it at all.

During this period, he wanted to ask Ye Cheng countless times directly, what exactly do you know, is it clear that I have no contempt towards you, or is it clear that I really love you?If you are really clear about it, what about your thoughts?What do you think? Do you feel that you have different identities, and it is not easy to turn your face directly. This sentence is a tactful rejection; or do you have the same intention for me?

Countless thoughts and questions popped up, but they didn't dare to ask directly.

He himself is not a particularly indecisive person, but when it comes to Ye Cheng's matter, he is unavoidably hesitant.

Because, if Ye Cheng didn't think about that at all, if Ye Cheng felt that this was a humiliation after listening to it, he didn't know how to deal with it.

But procrastinating like this is not an option, Ji Fangze had thought about it before he came, and he wanted to give Ye Cheng a little hint to let Ye Cheng think about it slowly.But before he had time to do anything, Ji Qingluan ran over and overturned the table for him.

Now, I can only bite the bullet.

Seeing that Ye Cheng was about to get up and go to open the door to call for someone, if he didn't act, there would be no chance tonight.

Ji Fangze gritted her teeth, stood up, and tried to pull Ye Cheng's hand.

He got it.

Ye Cheng stopped, didn't hide, didn't make a sound, just let him pull.

Ji Fangze's heart was beating like a drum: "I treat my lord like a covenant with a harp, a heart with a white head."

As if time was stagnant and stretched infinitely, he didn't know how long it took before he heard Ye Cheng's answer.

"I treat His Highness with the same heart."

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