"Sister Biji, you know what to do, right? After all, Di Tian has been kind to you. After you go to the Star Dou Great Forest and protect him, just come back with Qiu'er."
Dongfang Jing said with great certainty, "I know my brother very well. His nonchalant attitude just now was definitely an act!"
If we were to ask who in this world understands Dongfang Jing the most...
That must be Dongfang Yao, who grew up with him since childhood. She's practically a mind reader!
"Let's go, sis. I'm starving after talking for so long."
Dongfang Yao touched her empty stomach and shook Biji's hand coquettishly.
But Brigitte hesitated.
She lowered her eyes and spoke softly.
"I... I can skip meals..."
If I go downstairs now, I'll definitely run into Dongfang Jing.
She wasn't mentally prepared yet, and only wanted to wait until late at night to find an opportunity to have a proper talk with him, and if the atmosphere was right, she could bravely reveal her feelings.
But Dongfang Yao wasn't going to give her that chance.
"That won't do!"
The little girl grabbed Brigitte's arm and pulled her outside.
"It's okay, sis, I'll put in a good word for you!"
...
With a mix of resistance and coercion, Biji was dragged out of the room by Dongfang Yao.
The two held hands and went downstairs together.
When I arrived in the living room, the others were already eating.
When Ning Rongrong saw the two of them finally come down, she said indistinctly with her mouth full, "You guys are so slow! If you hadn't come soon, we would have eaten it all!"
Dongfang Yao's eyebrows curved slightly: "If you eat too much, you'll only gain fat on your belly, not in your chest."
"What did you say? You stinky Yao'er!" Ning Rongrong was about to explode.
"Alright, alright, we're eating, stop fooling around."
Ah Yin spoke up and stopped the two from fighting.
Dongfang Yao and Biji sat down side by side at the table.
Brigitte looked around the living room but didn't see Dongfang Jing.
Her heart skipped a beat.
'My disciple isn't... avoiding me, is he?'
Seemingly sensing her thoughts, Ah Yin explained, "That Crown Prince of Tian Dou suddenly came to visit, and Ah Jing went to deal with him."
"Really? Then I'll go too, just in case anything goes wrong."
Upon hearing this, Brigitte instinctively tried to get up.
Ah Yin pressed her hand down and continued, "They went into the city, they're not at the academy."
"Before Ah Jing left, he told us to eat well and not to worry about him."
Ah Yin had also confirmed that the two Title Douluos following the Crown Prince had not reached level 95 in soul power, so they were no match for him.
Despite this, Brigitte remained restless, her mind filled with images of Dongfang Jing.
Dongfang Yao, who was standing next to her, put a large piece of meat into her bowl and advised, "Didn't my brother say that we should eat properly? He'll definitely be fine."
"Well... okay..."
Brigitte had no choice but to pick up her chopsticks and eat absentmindedly.
On the other side...
Inside a high-end restaurant not far from the Tiandou Imperial Palace.
Inside the private room, Dongfang Jing and Xue Qinghe sat facing each other.
Xue Qinghe wore a warm, gentle smile.
That smile even made Dongfang Jing see Ning Fengzhi in a daze.
I must say, he truly deserves to be his student.
Dongfang Jing looked away, no longer looking at him, and buried herself in her food.
Seeing this, Xue Qinghe's smile faltered.
They came to this restaurant specifically to talk at Dongfang Jing's strange request.
A few days ago, Qian Renxue received a report from her informant that an orange vehicle had driven into Zixing Academy.
However, due to a multitude of trivial matters in the palace, I was unable to leave for a few days.
As soon as she finished her business, she rushed over without caring that it was already six or seven o'clock in the evening.
She had come several times before, but all her trips were fruitless.
This time, she finally got her chance.
And the main character, Dongfang Jingren, was also there.
But to her surprise, Dongfang Jing disregarded his dignity and authority as the Crown Prince, refusing to let her into the villa and forcefully declaring that if they wanted to talk, they should come out and talk.
Finally, they rode in the prince's carriage to this extremely high-class restaurant, which was closest to the palace.
At this moment, looking at the large table of food in front of her and Dongfang Jing frantically eating, Qian Renxue was speechless.
You should know that people who come to eat at places like this are basically the wealthy and powerful.
Many of the ridiculously expensive dishes on the menu are just for show; they're mainly for presentation.
Dongfang Jing didn't have to treat anyone or pay for the meal, yet he seemed to enjoy it quite a bit.
Xue Qinghe smiled slightly and took the initiative to speak.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Brother Dongfang. I apologize for the inconvenience caused by Qinghe."
"I just don't know... why did you decide to come here? Is there a special reason?"
Dongfang Jing swallowed the food in his mouth and wiped his mouth: "Hmm, this restaurant is barely worthy of your status, and it's quite close to the palace. After you finish eating and chatting, it will be convenient for Your Highness to return to the palace, won't it?"
"Hehe, Brother Dongfang, you're joking."
Xue Qinghe chuckled softly.
"The world's delicacies range from expensive delicacies to cheap street food. As long as you enjoy eating it, it's delicious. Food has no distinction of price, and what does it have to do with my social status?"
"Even on ordinary days, I sometimes sneak in some snacks from street vendors to satisfy my cravings."
He changed the subject, asking seemingly casually:
"Brother Dongfang, you should have already prepared dinner by now. Why did you suddenly decide to eat here?"
"Cough cough..."
Dongfang Jing suddenly choked on a grain of rice and couldn't help but cough violently.
I picked up the teacup on the table and gulped down a few mouthfuls before I could recover from the shock.
He casually replied, "I just suddenly felt like eating out, and considering the previous reasons, isn't this the best option?"
Dongfang Jing put down his teacup, his tone tinged with apology: "I've heard from Yao'er that you've visited many times. I'm truly sorry, I've been preoccupied with personal matters these past few days, causing you to make a wasted trip."
"Hmm... I'm not old enough to drink alcohol, so I'll use tea instead and keep you company here."
As he spoke, Dongfang Jing drank the tea in his cup in one gulp.
Seeing his behavior, Xue Qinghe quickly waved his hand.
"Brother Dongfang, you're being too formal, both in your tone and your behavior."
"My sister Yao'er calls me Brother Xue, and I treat her like my little sister, so it's not too much for me to call you Dongfang… oh no, Brother Jing, is that an appropriate address?"
Upon hearing this, Dongfang Jing remained expressionless, but inwardly sighed at the troublesome situation.
This Xue Qinghe is just as Yao'er said.
He looks like a docile and harmless country dog, but in reality he is a fox in disguise.
Dongfang Jing asked knowingly, "Your Highness the Crown Prince is so busy with state affairs, yet you have come to visit several times. What is it that you have come for?"
"If it's just for Dugu Yan and Ye Lingling's transfer, then it's making a mountain out of a molehill."
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