Kong Wuying is lying on the soft couch, sighing comfortably.
Although he just pointed at random, he is very satisfied with the new "Shadow Guard" Xiao Ling.
He looks clean and beautiful, is very obedient and even proficient in massage techniques. He is many times better than Kongbao, who only cooks.
Of course, no one is perfect, he is still a bit flawed.
Kong Wuying reminds the man, “Do the massage over the clothes, why do you reach in?"
Xiao Ling's fearful plea comes from above, "Your Highness, please forgive me."
Kong Wuying hums and settles back down.
Xiao Ling swallows thickly, staring down at Kong Wuying.
"Your Highness!" Feng Gong hurries in from outside.
"What?" Kong Wuying raises his head lazily from the soft couch.
Xiao Ling stands up and bows his head slightly.
Feng Gong glances at him and frowns. Was he wrong? Was this new "Shadow Guard" just drooling?
The inferiors are inferior. They behaved so crudely in the presence of their noble Highness, they must not be allowed to stay with His Highness!
So Feng Gong commands, "I have something to discuss with His Royal Highness. Go out first."
Xiao Ling lowers his eyes, his long eyelashes fanning out with a gentle gesture like a green lotus.
Feng Gong grimaces. How pathetic, this so-called guard. Cannot protect the Highness!
Kong Wuying speaks, "Xiao Ling, go out first."
Xiao Ling has to obediently go out.
Feng Gong waits until he’s gone to say, "Your Highness, this person must not stay with you. How can he protect Your Highness with a soft body like that? He has no fighting power."
Kong Wuying shrugs. “But he looks good."
"I checked and his origins are a mystery. I'm afraid he's a spy. For the sake of His Royal Highness, he must not stay."
"But he looks good."
"He is vulgar and has no clue about court etiquette, so he might do something gauche and lose face for Your Highness."
"He looks good though."
Feng Gong: "..."
Your Highness, can you not just look at his face!? Why are you so superficial?!
Feng Gong shakes his head and bows. "Your Highness, aren't you curious about the delicious food of the Yeying continent? I have sent someone to bring you a celebrity chef, look!"
As soon as this is mentioned, there is an interest in Kong Wuying’s eyes. “Let him make a special dish."
Feng Gong bows and retires, feeling odd that Kong Wuying prefers the food of Yeying. Is that stuff even edible? Although he doesn’t understand and is disdainful, His Highness ordered him to work, so Feng Gong rushes to the royal dining room.
After a few simple instructions, Feng Gong takes the cook he chose.
The whole body of the kitchen is closed off for now and the Yeying chef doesn’t look strong in any case. It won’t be dangerous at all to let him free in here.
On the way, Feng Gong instructs carefully: "In the future, your task is to serve His Highness. As long as His Highness is comfortable, you will definitely benefit."
The chef lowers his eyes. "I don't understand what you mean."
Feng Gong looks at him with contempt. "You are so beautiful and so liked by men, yet you have never encountered such a thing?"
The cook understands and his face pales slightly. "No, my dad would hit them."
Feng Gong grunts. "I can see that you are a noble, but you’re not in Yeying now. Only by serving our Highness can you save your life, understand?"
The chef subconsciously pinches his right wrist with his left hand and grins. "I see."
Feng Gong neither liked men nor women, but he got smiled at like that so suddenly that Feng Gong couldn't help himself. He turns his head slightly to cover up the change in his expression. “What's your name?"
"Ye Shiyi."
After a while, they meet someone in the hallway.
Feng Gong is proud at the first glance. "Ah, if it isn't Xiao Ling?"
Xiao Ling's gaze crosses Feng Gong and lands on Ye Shiyi's face, then pales. The next second, he walks past without a word.
Then... he ‘accidentally’ knocks his shoulder into Ye Shiyi fiercely. Ye Shiyi is now an ordinary person and he stumbles roughly, almost falling.
Xiao Ling doesn’t even turn his head and keeps walking.
Ye Shiyi frowns. "Who is that?" This hostility is almost like the man was an enemy of Ye Shiyi’s father.
Feng Gong's face shows a smile. "His Royal Highness's new love. You have to be careful about him in the future."
Ye Shiyi responds vaguely, and his heart is broken. Turned into a rival! The people here are so self-righteous, they still compete with him for his favor, but how can a prince of Mingguang lie in his eyes?
He only has his father in his heart!
How could he have fallen into this situation if it was not for the respectable ‘brothers’ who were fighting so hard. This Mingguang royal better act lightly, otherwise Ye Shiyi will make him regret it!
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And at the same time.
Xiao Ling walks around the corner with an unpleasant face, kicks the wall hard, and says coldly, "The ghost is not scattered."
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Inside the palace.
Kong Wuying finally enjoys the freshly-made authentic Yeying food, and he can’t help but praise it. "Nicely done."
Actually better than Kongbao’s craftsmanship.
Upon hearing this, Feng Gong says, "His Royal Highness is satisfied with this chef?"
Kong Wuying nods.
Busy eating food, he doesn't notice the wretched smile on the face of Feng Gong, too occupied eating one of the most incredible things in his life.