"I have indeed eaten many delicacies, but none as good as this feast made by such a beauty." Mo Geluo, with his one-track mind, completely failed to grasp the subtext of her words.
Prince Yu caught the underlying meaning. However, he too had eaten many gourmet meals in his life, and none of them could hold a candle to the spread before him.
Fortunately, he kept his mouth shut. Otherwise, he would have brought shame upon Nanyuan.
Xiliu Yuan shot him a cold glance. 'Idiot.'
"General Mo, you should eat your fill of Beili's delicacies. You won't be able to once you're back in Xi Yan." Peony's tone was gentle, with no overt mockery, but her words dripped with an unspoken sarcasm.
"Well, for that, I'd need a beauty..."
"General Mo," Xiliu Yuan cut in coldly.
Mo Geluo shuddered, immediately snapping his mouth shut and averting his gaze. "Your Highness," he said respectfully.
"Are you drunk before you've even had any wine, General Mo?" Xiliu Yuan asked coldly.
