Keep your voice down. Are you trying to look glamorous dressed as a forced lover?

Upon closer inspection, Wen Sheng realized that the two of them had not only come together, but Li Qingyan was also carrying the things that Ji Mingzheng had packed.

He suppressed his turbulent emotions: "Your Highness? Consort Ji, why are you two here together?"

Did Ji Mingzheng tell His Highness about their relationship?

Thinking of the smile on Ji Mingzheng's face just now, Li Qingyan couldn't help but retort, "Can't I come along? If I come along, will I be disturbing your secret rendezvous at night?"

Wen Sheng's lips twitched slightly when she heard about the secret rendezvous.

He and Ji Mingzheng were indeed close, but their friendship had never been made public. This was partly because he wanted to keep a low profile, and partly because Wen Sheng was worried that if Wen Yun knew he knew Ji Mingzheng, she would cause trouble and interfere.

It wasn't that he didn't trust Ji Mingzheng; it was just that Ji Mingzheng was a rare friend he could get along with and talk to.

His former friends all inexplicably sided with Wen Yun, or their relationship had cooled. Ji Mingzheng was the only friend he had left in recent years.

He didn't want to take any risks, and he certainly didn't want Ji Mingzheng to meet Wen Yun to test the strength of their friendship.

She was even switched around by the Wen family, and finally decided to enter the palace. Besides knowing that her resistance was useless, she also knew that Ji Mingzheng would enter the palace.

He thought that, given Ji Mingzheng's personality, he would surely come to see him secretly at night as before. He would be busy as usual, but with Ji Mingzheng around during his free time, going to the palace wouldn't be too boring.

They rarely met before, mostly communicating through correspondence. Now that they can finally meet regularly, he is very happy.

The happiest person on the day Ji Mingzheng entered the palace was Wen Sheng.

Later, everything went as he expected. Ji would often sneak over to see him when no one was around, just like tonight.

He thought things would continue like this, but he didn't expect His Highness to find out so quickly.

Wen Sheng went to look at Ji Mingzheng, but Ji Mingzheng didn't look at him. He looked around, then took Li Qingyan's hand and lowered his voice, "Your Highness, could you please not speak so recklessly?"

Wen Sheng's gaze involuntarily fell on Ji Mingzheng holding Li Qingyan's hand. Ji Mingzheng held it very skillfully, unlike before when he said he was not familiar with His Highness.

Li Qingyan shook off Ji Mingzheng's hand and walked inside: "Where did I go wrong? Wen Sheng, when there's good food, you can't just think about your friends, you can't forget yourself when you see your friends... That doesn't quite sound right either, but anyway, if he's eaten it, I want to eat it too!"

How could we forget her when there's so much delicious food!

Looking at her accusing expression, Wen Sheng felt helpless, but his eyes were full of laughter: "Alright, Your Highness, whatever you want to eat is welcome anytime."

He turned around and glanced at Ji Mingzheng, making sure he was following before turning back.

As night fell, the lights in Pillow Star Pavilion lit up one by one, and Wen Sheng felt as if she were illuminated as well.

At this moment, he was in a good mood.

"Say one word: have the chef prepare another serving of the dinner we just had."

He gave a series of instructions, and Li Qingyan nodded in satisfaction: "What other good things has Ji Mingzheng eaten before? I want to try them too."

"Okay." Wen Sheng nodded good-naturedly, then added three more dishes after thinking for a moment. Two of them were dishes that Ji Mingzheng used to like, and the other was a dish that Li Qingyan used to like.

Li Qingyan was satisfied, then suddenly looked down at herself and said, "You've all eaten, so I'll eat alone. Have the chef make a small portion; I just need a little bit."

She was afraid it was too delicious, so she couldn't resist and ate until she was stuffed.

Her clothes didn't have pearl buttons today, but they still fit well. It didn't matter that she was full; she could just walk around a bit more to digest. But it would be embarrassing if her clothes tore open somewhere.

Seeing her expression and gestures, Wen Sheng immediately understood why she had given such instructions, and suppressed a smile: "Okay."

Ji Mingzheng followed behind them, while Li Qingyan had already let go of Wen Sheng's sleeve, and they walked side by side.

Yet their familiarity and tacit understanding were still immediately apparent.

"Wen Sheng, Your Highness, when did you two become so familiar? What are you talking about?" He suspected that they had their own little secrets and even suspected that they had done something behind his back, after all, their behavior was too unusual.

Upon hearing this, Wen Sheng subconsciously touched his purse. The familiar touch of the pearls brought a smile to his face as he looked at Li Qingyan.

As expected, Li Qingyan looked wary; her large eyes revealed her emotions and expressions.

"There's no riddle involved; it's just that I can't eat that much by myself."

He glanced at Wen Sheng with a warning in his eyes, which Wen Sheng easily understood; he was telling him to keep it a secret.

In Ji Mingzheng's eyes, their interaction was nothing more than flirting and banter.

Ji Mingzheng pouted: "I don't believe it! What kind of riddle are you playing? Tell me now, I don't like this."

Seeing his persistent questioning look, Li Qingyan deliberately teased him, "If you coax me, I'll tell you."

She could never tell him.

Li Qingyan loved Ji Mingzheng's frantic state. Looking at Wen Sheng gently brewing tea beside her, she thought, "This feels good too. I wish it could stay like this forever."

Wen Sheng poured some tea and noticed that Li Qingyan was distracted. Although she kept smiling and even joked around with Ji Mingzheng, she couldn't help but feel that Li Qingyan was in a bad mood. After a pause, she asked her if she wanted some milk tea.

Li Qingyan's eyes lit up: "I want it!"

Cake and milk tea, a must-have when you're in a bad mood!

"Alright, I'll have someone prepare it. Your Highness, please instruct me."

Li Qingyan was in high spirits, but Ji Mingzheng felt like he couldn't get a word in edgewise.

He snorted and deliberately caused trouble after the palace servants had prepared the food, taking some candy to eat. When Li Qingyan was eating, even though he was already full, he still stole her food.

Seeing Li Qingyan frantically protecting the vegetables, I was in a great mood.

"Ji Mingzheng, how childish are you!"

"You're the one who's stingy!"

The two teased each other, and Wen Sheng handed them the slightly cooled milk tea that the palace servants had prepared: "Your Highness, there's more when you finish it."

"Fine, we won't give Ji Mingzheng any."

Li Qingyan pretended to finish her drink quickly and then reached for the small jar containing the milk tea.

"Why should I?" Ji Mingzheng fell for it as expected, picking up the teacup and gulping it down, his face quickly turning red: "Hot, hot, hot!"

"Hahaha, I knew you'd fall for it! You stole my food! Perfect, it'll save me room for my milk tea! You got burned, huh? Hahaha."

Wen Sheng looked helpless: "Is it very hot? Yi Yan, quickly go and get some ice for Ming Zheng."

"It's okay, it's not that hot anymore." Ji Mingzheng glared at Li Qingyan.

Li Qingyan was delighted by Ji Mingzheng's glare, and gently blew on her milk tea while watching Ji Mingzheng's sullen expression, taking a sip with elegance.

Authentic milk tea can never compare to the modern milk tea with its rich flavors and advanced technology.

But... it's alright, the taste is not bad either.

As I drank, I couldn't help but feel a little melancholy.

She misses the modern world, misses her cell phone, and misses her friends. If she were in the modern world, she would have friends too, so why would she need to get involved with them?

Transmigrating to a world where I have no friends to chat with and can't even use my phone is really frustrating, like I'm missing a hand.

She still had to overcome obstacles and face rejections. If it weren't for her mother, she really wouldn't want to do it anymore!

Li Qingyan looked at her hands, wishing she could stare them into the shape of a cell phone.

She never expected that drinking milk tea would make her feel so melancholy.

With an ice cube in his mouth, Ji Mingzheng looked at Wen Sheng, gesturing for him to look at Li Qingyan: she seems unhappy again.

Wen Sheng had already noticed that she must have gone to see Song Qinian to handle official business. She seemed to be in a bad mood, perhaps because something unpleasant had happened.

He nodded to Ji Mingzheng, thought for a moment, and suggested they drink.

Ji Mingzheng immediately chimed in, "Drinking alone is no fun. Let's play a game; the loser drinks. Your Highness, are you up for it?"

Li Qingyan's eyes lit up: "What's there to be afraid of? Let's drink! But Wen Sheng doesn't like drinking, so I'll drink for him!"

Ji Mingzheng curled his lip: "You talk as if you're some kind of heavy drinker who can just take your place whenever you want."

He wasn't jealous; he just loved to win, so he was determined to beat her.

Keep winning, let's see how much she can drink.

Wen Sheng was stunned for a moment; this was the first time someone had offered to drink for him.