The prince longs for me every night after mastering thought-reading
Chapter 795 - 574: The National Master actually lies too, Xiao Jinyan was caught by the National Master visiting Little Nine at night.

Chapter 795: Chapter 574: The National Master actually lies too, Xiao Jinyan was caught by the National Master visiting Little Nine at night.

Who would have thought that after so many years, he would have the chance to eat the meals she cooked by hand.

Shen Chuwei saw that he was slow to move his chopsticks. Could it be that the meal was not to his liking? Had her first attempt to please him failed?

"National Master, if you don’t like the meal, I can make you something else," she offered.

Jun Moqing praised, "It looks quite appealing."

He picked up the chopsticks in front of him, grabbed a piece of steamed meat, brought it to his nose to smell—it was fragrant—then took a bite. The fat and lean meat were well balanced; it wasn’t greasy, and the taste was also good.

He had smelled the aroma of the steamed meat as soon as he sat down, and it tasted even better in his mouth.

Shen Chuwei watched National Master’s eating manner, slow and orderly, with an air of cold nobility. Being so young and already a National Master, he had extremely high visual appeal, you could say he was perfect beyond reproach.

Are handsome people supposed to be this good-looking when they eat?

She picked up her chopsticks with curiosity, grabbed a piece of the steamed meat she hadn’t eaten for a long time, and missed dearly. She opened her mouth and placed the entire piece of steamed meat inside. It was, in a word, delicious.

Jun Moqing lifted his eyes to look at the little girl opposite him, and not sparing his praise, he said, "The taste is also good."

Shen Chuwei had been worried that National Master might not like the meal, but now, hearing his compliments, she instantly gained confidence.

"National Master, if you like it, please have some more," she encouraged.

Jun Moqing lowered his gaze to glance at the meal in front of him and did not hold back on his favorites.

Shen Chuwei found that people who eat elegantly and beautifully usually do so in silence.

Since National Master wasn’t talking, she naturally wouldn’t speak and disturb someone while they were eating.

She looked at the delicious food on the table, thinking that not talking allows one to eat more efficiently.

Jun Moqing raised his head and glanced at the little girl opposite him; despite having already eaten three bowls of rice, she showed no signs of stopping—a growing appetite indeed.

Shen Chuwei had her fill after four bowls of rice, feeling content. She picked up the wet handkerchief that the palace maid had prepared in advance, wiped her mouth, and looked up to see National Master just putting down his bowl and chopsticks, using a wet handkerchief to wipe his lips, the details exuding a cool nobility.

She lowered her gaze to herself and felt somewhat sloppy by comparison—

The palace maid stepped forward to clear the dishes away.

After finishing their evening meal, Shen Chuwei and Jun Moqing sat on the couch, sipping the fresh tea served by the palace maid.

Jun Moqing asked, "When did you start learning to cook?"

Shen Chuwei looked up at National Master, not expecting him to also enjoy chatting about such trivial matters.

"I began learning at the age of ten, and it was also the year I mastered it," she remembered how she used to watch cooking shows with great interest. Therefore, whether it was gourmet cooking or baking pastries, she was keen to learn.

Later on, when she got her first cellphone, she could find many recipes online. If she liked a dish, she would learn how to make it.

There was no need to travel a long distance to eat; she could just buy the ingredients and cook at home—nothing could be more convenient.

Jun Moqing quietly watched little Chuwei. Before she was ten, she was a little girl whose tender hands had never been sullied by spring water, but after starting to learn cooking, those dishes just now were all part of her culinary repertoire.

Shen Chuwei realized that National Master was continuously staring at her, which suddenly made her feel a great deal of pressure. To avoid an awkward situation, her thoughts turned to the evening meal.

"National Master, what would you like to eat for supper?" she asked.

Jun Moqing replied, "There’s no need for any special preparation for supper; I’ll eat whatever the Imperial Kitchen sends."

Shen Chuwei asked again, "Do you find the meals from the Imperial Kitchen to your liking?"

Jun Moqing answered indifferently, "I’m not fussy about my meals."

Shen Chuwei: "..." She had just witnessed National Master only picking the dishes she made, not touching a single chopstick of the few dishes from the Imperial Kitchen.

National Master, even adults shouldn’t tell lies!

*

Ye Yuchen came to the palace to visit Ye Suhuan, thinking his condition should have improved after resting for two days. But upon entering the royal chamber, he found Ye Suhuan lying motionless on the bed.

And his face was devoid of any color.

He strode over, "What happened to the third brother? Has his injury worsened?"

Ye Suhuan had been lying on the bed for an hour already, and now the only thing he could do was to keep lying down.

"No," he replied.

"Then why are you lying on the bed? Are you overexerting yourself again?" Ye Yuchen said as he was about to lift up his brother’s clothes to examine the wound.

Before he could lift the hem, Ye Suhuan grabbed his hand. Even such a simple action caused pain from the wound on his back, furrowing his brows.

Ye Yuchen saw his own hand being held down and looked up at Ye Suhuan, "Are you hiding something from me?"

Ye Suhuan knew he had to explain the reason, or Ye Yuchen would not let it go.