Xiongda, who was standing by, saw Weiyang's embarrassment and suddenly had an idea. He lied, "General, I have been to restaurants and observed that many wealthy people do not eat the skin when eating chicken."
Even though Wei Yang felt that she was the one causing trouble, she was amused by Xiong Da's words and laughed with her hands covering her mouth. Her laughter was as loud as a silver bell. Yan Gui looked over and saw that her eyebrows were curved and her smile was as beautiful as a flower, which forced the sun's brilliance to dim a little.
"Is this sentence so funny?"
Yan Gui reached out, pulled out a roasted chicken leg, put it in a bowl and handed it to her, then pushed the hood on her head down again. He didn't want others to see this smile.
"Why would he, a cook, go to a restaurant to watch the rich girls eat chicken?" Wei Yang asked mischievously, laughing nonstop. Her face was mostly covered by the hood, but she wasn't angry. She just picked up the chicken leg and looked at it but didn't eat it. This chicken leg was not the one she roasted, but the one from another one. Yan Gui even carefully helped her peel the skin.
This sentence stumped Yan Gui and also choked Xiong Da.
ah!
Xiongda looked at the general's gaze, which was as cold as ice. He couldn't help but be speechless. He really wanted to slap himself twice and tell himself that he was talking nonsense.
"They are all a bunch of idiots, just listen to them." Yan Gui retracted his gaze from Xiongda. With such a group of brainless subordinates, it was hard for him to be a general! He could even say such things in front of the little girl that Weiyang wanted. What he went to was not a restaurant, but a brothel.
Seeing Wei Yang poking the chicken drumstick in the bowl with chopsticks, I couldn't help but ask:
"Why don't you eat?"
"Won't."
Wei Yang held the bowl to Yan Gui. In the past, when eating chicken, the maids would remove the bones and tear it into thin strips. She had never eaten such a big chicken leg.
I can’t eat chicken legs. There are people who can’t eat chicken legs. Yan Gui looked at Wei Yang in confusion.
Suddenly he remembered that last year he went to Beijing on the emperor's order and stayed in the Su family for a month.
Once, he saw the little girl bring chicken soup to Weiyang. The chicken in it was boneless and in strips.
Taking the bowl from Wei Yang, Yan Gui reached out to pick up the chicken leg inside. It was not easy to do it with his hands, so he just used chopsticks to tear it a few times. Although the chicken was not shredded, it was still edible.
"Give."
He watched the little girl stretch out her fair and tender little hand to take the bowl and chew carefully the piece of meat he had torn off.
Yan Gui couldn't help but move his throat, it seemed that he was hungry too!
"Can I see your Saker Falcon?" Wei Yang ate the chicken leg but was still thinking about Yan Gui's Saker Falcon.
Yan Gui was staring at Wei Yang in a daze, and suddenly heard her mention Hai Dong Qing. He hadn't reacted yet, and didn't know how to answer for a moment. In Wei Yang's eyes, it was unwillingness, and hesitancy of not knowing how to speak.
The slender fingers clenched the cuffs, and the smile in Weiyang's eyes gradually faded. She quietly lowered her head and stared at the hem of her skirt. She wanted to say something, but was afraid of being abrupt like before. She only murmured in a low voice: "Uncle, I just want to see you, it's okay if you don't see me."
He had seen the little girl in front of him, she was charming and lovely in front of the elders, she was willful and capricious when she was with her brothers, she was smart and gentle in front of her nephews and nieces, and she was elegant and graceful in front of guests...
The only thing I haven't seen before is her being so humble and fearful.
"Weiyang." Yan Gui reached out and held her little hand, and said softly as if he was afraid of scaring her: "From now on, as long as I have it and you want it, it will be yours."