Chapter 59: He Knew She Loved Sweets

She was waiting, taking slow steps to pass by.

Her face was hard to read, probably because of what Mo Zichen had said.

Before Jiang Yao could figure out how to respond, he had already caught up with her, his lips pursed: Is there something the Marquis wants?

His voice was slightly cold, as if he was asking about something insignificant.

Just seeing someone off.

He was a little impatient, and his answer was perfunctory.

Today, he suddenly acted out of character, and she didn’t have the temper to argue with him.

Ling Xiao’s eyes were fixed on her, his perfunctory attitude clearly showing that he wasn’t interested.

Jiang Yao raised her eyes to meet his, her words faltering.

The atmosphere was tense, and they fell into a stalemate.

The servants standing by silently lowered their heads, already feeling sweat dripping down their backs.

After a long time, Ling Xiao finally spoke: Did you have dinner?

Jiang Yao was stunned, suddenly changing the subject, which made her react a little.

She looked away, her lips pursed: A little.

Her eyes flickered, and she added: I also had some jujube cake.

Was she cultivating immortality?

…

What was he picking on? It was none of his business, even this he had to manage!

Ling Xiao glanced at the sword, and the sword quickly came forward, handing a box to the servant. The servant took it and bowed his head, standing behind him.

Jiang Yao was stunned: What is this?

The banquet had already ended half an hour ago.

Ling Xiao looked at her: It’s finished, I’ll personally feed you the leftovers.

Jiang Yao’s face changed, her eyes widened in disbelief. What was he doing with this face!

She quickly turned her head, seeing only the servant standing guard with his sword drawn, she finally relaxed a little.

And Ling Xiao, seeing her cowardly and fearful appearance, simply raised his foot and left.

Jiang Yao stared blankly as he walked away, a little confused. So he was waiting for this, just to deliver food?

When Jiang Yao returned to her courtyard, she was already exhausted.

She had been busy all day, not only managing the banquet but also having to be on guard against Ling Xiao, she was truly exhausted.

Fortunately, the Marquis Manor didn’t hold banquets often, otherwise she would definitely die young.

The servant placed the box: Madam Jiang, you should eat something. You didn’t eat anything at the banquet, what if you starve?

The servant said, opening the box: Oh, lotus seed soup.

The servant smiled brightly: Madam Jiang loves lotus seed soup, it’s just in time.

There was no lotus seed soup at the banquet today. Such a banquet, with such simple dishes, would be considered rude to guests.

Jiang Yao looked at the lotus seed soup, then at Ling Xiao’s gloomy face, and suddenly lost her appetite.

…

The servant was embarrassed: Madam Jiang, you should eat some. After all, the Marquis specially sent it, and it’s good for you.

Jiang Yao remembered Ling Xiao’s warning, “I’ll personally feed you the leftovers.”

She suddenly remembered the time he had barged into her bedroom in the middle of the night, and her whole body shuddered.

Just take it.

The servant quickly handed it over, and Jiang Yao, frowning, scooped a spoonful and put it in her mouth.

It was so sweet, she loved sweets, especially lotus seed soup, it had to be made with a lot of sugar to be good.

Loved sweets.

Jiang Yao scooped spoonful after spoonful, a little confused in her heart. What kind of person was he?

These past two days, Ling Xiao seemed to be busy again. He was still locked up in his study, but he would definitely return by the hour of the You (You Shi, 5-7 pm), and then he would sit in his study waiting for Jiang Yao to come and report the trivial matters of the manor.

They didn’t mention the birthday banquet anymore, they didn’t mention the incident of the kiss in the garden, and they didn’t ask about what Mo Zichen had said. It seemed like they had completely turned the page.

Two days later, when it was the hour of the酉, the sword returned.

Madam Jiang, the Marquis has returned, please report on the affairs of the manor.

Jiang Yao was happy to be free: Okay.

She was too lazy to ask anything.

The sword retreated, and Jiang Yao simply put the ledger back and turned to the stewardess: We’ll talk about it later, I’m in a hurry today.

The stewardess laughed and replied: Okay, it’s already evening, no wonder the Marquis returned to the manor so early today.

Jiang Yao held the ledger, her fingers tapping: It’s evening…