Chapter 143.2 - Ten days to the deadline
Feng Yege got off his couch, his long legs walking towards her before bending to look into her eyes, “But senior brother’s hungry, what should I do?”
“... “Lou Qingwu silently turned to look at the empty plates and goblet, is he playing around?
“What does junior sister think I should do?”
“What if, I get the housekeeper to make you another meal?”
“But I suddenly want to eat something that junior sister makes, I don’t have an appet.i.te for anything else.” His long legs hooked a nearby chair as he gracefully sat down.
Lou Qingwu’s head was hurting, “Do I have to personally cook it?”
“What? Has junior sister’s cooking gone backwards? But why did I see that the hibiscus cake that you taught Ye Ji to do was more impressive than in the past?”
“......” Ah, so he was waiting for her there.
She silently stood up, “Then senior brother can wait.” It was just a meal.
Feng Yege’s body slightly stiffened before the laughter in his lips grew deeper, “Okay.”
An hour later, Lou Qingwu came back with another bowl of soup.
When she lifted up the lid, it was exactly the same ginseng and silky fowl bone soup as before, sweet but not too overly sweet, a meaty taste that would melt in your mouth.
The soup was freshly sweet, not at the least lacking when compared to Hundred Fortunes bulding’s soup.
Feng Yege smiled deeper, but didn’t move.
Lou Qingwu pushed the soup towards him, “Doesn’t senior brother want to drink it?”
“Of course.”
“Then?”
“Senior brother’s hand hurts.”
The hand that Lou Qingwu was using to push the soup, suddenly stiffened.
She swept a look at his injured right hand and his perfectly, uninjured left hand.
“Senior brother, you can use your left hand.”
“Senior brother is right handed, I’m not good at using my left hand.” He lazily reclined in his seat, the laughter in his lips growing as Feng Yege made Lou Qingwu feel helpless.
This person who could use his left hand to wield a sword and chop countless people suddenly said he wasn’t good at using his left hand?
She looked down at the soup on the table before looking back at Feng Yege’s face.
In the end, she softened and could only give in and pick up the soup spoon.
When Feng Yege finished eating, the sky was nearly completely dark.
Lou Qingwu started to stand up and was just about to bid farewell but a certain petty man had no plans to send her away.
So she could only speak out first, “It’s getting dark.”
Feng Yege looked at her, “It’s not even 5pm, it’s still early.”
“But a single male and a single female in a room, isn’t right.”
“En, it isn’t right.”
“....” Lou Qingwu looked at him strangely, he was being strangely cooperative? “Then I’ll leave first.”
“You can, I’m leaving the capital tomorrow.” Feng Yege calmly spoke and seeing Lou Qingwu suddenly stop in her tracks, “When you come of age, I will come back.”
Lou Qingwu froze, “You made me come here today for this?”
“What else did you think?” Feng Yege’s eyes lowered, sighing, “Go back.”
“Actually … you don’t have to come back.” Every time he left the capital, it was always for months at a time.
How could he get back in only a few days?
“If I said I’ll be back, I will be back.” If it wasn’t that he absolutely had to go back at this time, he definitely wouldn’t be leaving the capital at this time.
“Also, there’s something else.” Feng Yege was silent for a while before standing up and walking in front of her, “The ten days to the deadline is coming up. At that time, I want to know your answer.”
Lou Qingwu slightly tightened her fists, before slowly releasing.
She softly agreed.
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