Although her meatball looked weak, it was more ruthless than anything else!
As the saying goes, if you don't make a sound, it's fine.
Or rather, a cat could not be judged by its appearance…
Feng Chuge looked up at Qing Ya and his red lips curled up slightly. "Miss Qingya's idea is not bad. Chen, let's sit down and chat for a while."
Di Juechen naturally wouldn't object to Feng Chuge's words.
Thus, in the courtyard, under the shade of a tree, a table and three chairs were arranged neatly.
Feng Chuge and Di Juechen sat next to each other while Qing Ya sat opposite them.
Qing Ya ordered the two maids outside to bring the best spiritual water. "Sister-in-law, this is the best spiritual water in our Longevity Palace. After taking it, it can increase your spiritual power, especially for people with low spiritual power."
It seemed that Qing Ya's every word was full of thorns.
Feng Chu Ge heard it but was not annoyed.