This world is a bit small, I know so few people, I go out for a meal, and I can meet several, do you say it's a coincidence?

Han Yue and Murong Yuxuan found a quiet seat, located on the second floor of the restaurant near the window. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

There are more seats on the first floor of Qinghe Restaurant, and the layout is dense, generally those with a little face will go to the second floor, and those with a little identity will be arranged on the third floor.

Han Yue didn't think there was anything wrong with the shopkeeper arranging for Murong Yuxuan to sit on the second floor, after all, few people knew Murong Yuxuan's identity.

The dishes in Qinghe Restaurant are indeed varied, and listening to the menu of the shopkeeper's back, Han Yue felt that she was afraid that she would not be able to finish the hour.

"Xiao Er, don't bother too much, bring your family's signature dish three dishes and one soup, my son-in-law won't lose you, be careful."

Han Yue hurriedly used her hand to block the shopkeeper's gushing recitation, and stuffed a tael of silver to the junior second as she spoke.

Although Murong Yuxuan didn't understand why Han Yue did this, he didn't ask.

"Gotcha! Guest, the small one will serve you food immediately to ensure that you are satisfied. ”

The shopkeeper's round smiling face was unusually festive, he bent slightly when he spoke, and his body was as light as a swallow when he walked.

When the shopkeeper left, Murong Yuxuan did not wait for Han Yue's explanation, but waited for an uninvited guest.

"Brother Yuxuan, Miss Xiaoyue, oops~ What a coincidence!"

Dragon Wing descended the stairs from the third floor and walked towards Murong Yuxuan's position.

Han Yue looked at the person who spoke, and said in her heart, how could he be here? Ever since Dragon Wings took Concubine Xian's business to the other courtyard, Han Yue has become wary of him, the mighty man in front of him is none other than Prince Long's grandson, the center of this imperial power, if you want to be stable for a lifetime, it is best to stay away from him.

Long Zhiyi sensed Han Yue's alienation from him, and it seemed that Concubine Xian's incident had made her feel bad about herself.

"Xiaoyue has seen the Wing Shizi!" The identity of the maid made Han Yue dare not do too much in front of everyone, and many etiquettes still had to be in place.

"Miss Xiaoyue doesn't have to be formal." Long Zhiyi pulled out a chair and sat next to Murong Yuxuan.

"Brother Yi, are you also here to eat?"

Han Yue glared at Murong Yuxuan, complaining that he was calling this troublesome person! Murong Yuxuan received Han Yue's gaze and immediately stopped talking.

Seeing this, Dragonwing smiled heartily.

"Tsubashi Shizi, what makes you so happy!"

Another man walked down from the third floor, stepping on a pair of white boots under a pink robe, and a piece of green dragon jade hanging from a yellow tassel, swaying with his steps.

Han Yue looked at his face, what a delicate goose egg face, who else could it be if it wasn't Murong Yuqing.

"Xiaoyue has seen the eldest prince!" Han Yue got up and saluted Murong Yuqing very formally, after all, she was just a house slave in the Prime Minister's Mansion, and this etiquette should not be taken lightly. However, although she was well-behaved on her face, she had already slandered the dragon's wings in her heart, and she was also annoyed that she didn't look at the yellow calendar when she went out.

"Hmph~ A cheap slave dares to sit at the dinner table and stand on the side."

Murong Yuqing sat in the seat that Han Yue had sat in before, and began to examine Murong Yuxuan with a smile.

Long Zhiyi looked at Han Yue's indifferent face, annoyed in his heart, and was very dissatisfied with Murong Yuqing's actions.

"Brother, Yue'er is Yuxuan's maid, and I want her to sit here." Murong Yuxuan blushed and glared at Murong Yuqing, and then looked at the dragon wings next to him.

Dragon Wing's eyes widened, and he thought, is this kid trying to get himself up?

Murong Yuxuan saw Long Zhiyi get up, and stretched out his hand to pull Han Yue to his side and sit down, which eased the atmosphere and smiled.

During the whole process, Han Yue was looking at the ground with low eyebrows, no one's expression was paying attention, she had been imagining Murong Yuqing's miserable end in her heart, like this, it seemed to make her depressed heart feel a lot more comfortable.

"Yue'er is not happy?"

Murong Yuxuan looked sad and completely ignored Murong Yuqing, who was angry on the other side. Murong Yuqing turned his eyes to look at Dragon Wing, thinking to himself that the kid who drove Wing Shizi to his feet would definitely make Dragon Wing angry. It's just that he didn't see the annoyance on the face of the dragon wing, on the contrary, he also saw worry, worry? Who are you worried about? Xiaoyue's girl?

Han Yue raised her head and gave Murong Yuxuan a big smile, a mouthful of white teeth, two pink lips, for Murong Yuxuan, this smiling face at this time was the most beautiful face he had ever seen.

"Yi Shizi, you are ......" The shopkeeper came to deliver food with three dishes and one soup, but saw Yi Shizi and the eldest prince of Xiangfu sitting at this table, which frightened him, and muttered in his heart what the identity of this prince in front of him was.

"This is a dish for us?" Seeing Xiao Er's nodding, Han Yue got up and put the dishes in front of Murong Yuxuan one by one.

The shopkeeper looked at the four people present with his spare eyes, and he felt that the atmosphere here was a bit dignified, especially the prime minister's son, who seemed to exude a murderous aura. Seeing that the atmosphere was not right, he quickly flashed and left.

"Little master, can you taste it, how does it taste?"

Han Yue served Murong Yuxuan at the meal, with a focused expression and careful movements, she completely regarded the two sons opposite as invisible people.

"Young Master Murong, the Third Prince and Young Master Xue are still upstairs, let's go up!"

Dragon Wing said in a calm tone. No matter how much he wanted to snatch Han Yue over at this moment, he couldn't act recklessly. Seeing Han Yue swallowing his anger and serving others, his heart was like a pinprick. His mind was full of Han Ziyue's chic figure, and Han Yue at this moment was completely two people.

Murong Yuqing got up and left with the dragon wings, and when he left, he looked back at Han Yue's back.

After eating, Han Yue and Murong Yuxuan left immediately.

Walking on the empty street, Han Yue's mood was a little low. Why do others cross over to be young ladies and princesses, and why do they become maids when they reach their own heads? When you meet people, you have to salute, either kneel or nod your head, and you have to suffer the cold eyes of those who think you are right, which way I have offended the gods!

Murong Yuxuan lowered his head and chased after Han Yue's shadow.

The shy crescent moon hid behind the treetops, and Han Yue looked into the deep darkness through the houses on both sides of the road.

"Yuxuan, if I leave one day, it's not because I don't like you, it's just because I'm tired of this evil slave society."

Han Yue's leisurely voice came, and Murong Yuxuan felt that she was about to leave her.

"Yue'er takes Yuxuan with you, okay?"

Han Yue retracted her gaze, looked deeply into Murong Yuxuan's eyes, and finally said with a smile: "Okay."

In the east wing of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Murong Yuqing gave Lin Longxin a word-for-word account of what he saw today.

"Mother, the child thinks that Yi Shizi has a mind about that cheap maid, don't you know, seeing that cheap girl today, the child is amazed, not only is it more and more bright, her eyes are ...... Her eyes are still very attractive. ”

"Lord?" The Lin family was shocked, if that dared to seduce my son, I would definitely let her have no bones.