Jing Xin first served Mo Liancheng a bowl of soup.
Unable to wait, Mo Liancheng took a sip, and surprise showed on his handsome face, "I really didn't know you could cook. I didn't expect the root of the lotus to be this delicious. And there are so many ways to prepare it."
"There are many things you don't know."
"That's true", Mo Liancheng nodded in agreement.
Then, Qu Tan'er calmly looked over to the three people standing beside her. Originally, there were five sets of bowls and chopsticks laid out, but the three unexpected guests had taken their spots. She then said, "Yu Hao, Shi Xue, Jing Xin, add three more sets of bowls and chopsticks. You also sit down and eat with us."
"Master, we..." Jing Xin exclaimed in surprise.
Mo Fengyang said with a feigned smile, "Eighth Princess Consort, we are all of noble birth, how can we share a table with servants?"
"My food is indeed made for servants. Those who feel they are too dignified can roll out."
