Shu guifei made a slight bite before commenting: “This winter crab isn’t as tender as autumns. Such a big grab, it only looks good.”
Qin Bai Lu’s hand tightened around the chopsticks. In the end she could only smile and suggest: “Mufei speaks the truth. Why don’t we try this picked duck tongue, erxi thinks it is acceptable.”
“No need,” Shu guifei smiled, “You have a good time, ben gong doesn’t have an appetite.”
“Ben gong sees that it seems pretty good,” Jing guifei looked at Qu Qing Ju, “erxifu, get some for ben gong to taste.”
Qu Qing Ju saw the other wanted to display her so she could only smile and push back her sleeve to pick two for Jing guifei. She also considerately broke the soft bone at the end of the tongue.
“Such a honest child, don’t just pay attention to me,” Jing guifei finished the duck’s tongue and smiled to let the palace maid behind her serve Qu Qing Ju a bowl of soup, “Us women should drink more soup, there’s many benefits.”
Qu Qing Ju gave a happy smile as she raised the bowl. She said in an intimate tone: “Thanks, mufei.” Then she buried her head to focus on obediently consuming the soup.
Shu guifei looked at this scene of motherly and filial love and threw her eyes away with a snort. But her heart started to beat even less smoothly.
Jing guifei used a handkerchief to wipe her lips in a very good mood. Only a stupid woman would make it difficult for her own erxifu in front of others.