Shocking Crown Princess

Chapter 78
The sound of the piano stopped, the man raised his head, his eyes met, Lin Ziyu's breathing was stagnant.

His eyes were like a pair of whirlpools, sucking her soul straight in.

Leng Changjue curled his lips when he saw her in a daze, put down the Changqin and walked in front of her, glanced at the food box in her hand, "The emperor's brother's room width or this king's room width?"

Lin Ziyu was slightly startled, and came back to his senses.

Room width?What's the meaning?
Meeting his gaze, Lin Ziyu had a feeling of being seen through.

"You...you know?"

Leng Changjue opened the food box and looked at the only pair of chopsticks inside. He laughed wickedly and mocked, "It seems that Brother Huang doesn't take you for a fool, but the king for a fool."

Lin Ziyu frowned, originally planned to tell him, but it didn't seem necessary, he had already guessed it.

"Lin Ziyu, I want to know what will happen to you if I really eat this meal?"

"I won't let you eat." Almost without thinking, Lin Ziyu blurted out.

Leng Changjue chuckled happily, his gentle laughter made Lin Ziyu lose his mind again.

Can this guy not be so scary for a while, and so gentle for a while.

If only I could be this gentle all the time.

Just as he was imagining, Leng Changjue suddenly rubbed her head, "Let's eat!"

Lin Ziyu watched in surprise as he carried the food box and went to the table. The head smacking just now seemed to be her hallucination.

Frowning, she touched her head, why does it feel so real?
"Not yet."

The voice in her ear suddenly pulled her back from the "illusion".

"Here we come." Lin Ziyu shook his head and hurried over.

"Eat it!"

But he just waited for her to sit on the stool excitedly, looking at the chopsticks he handed over, her expression stiffened.

"Why don't you answer?"

Lin Ziyu felt aggrieved, "The chopsticks are poisonous."

"This king knows." His answer was light and airy.

Lin Ziyu was stunned, "You know, give it back to me?"

Suddenly recalling the conversation on the carriage, Lin Ziyu flinched. Is he trying to kill someone?
Fortunately, she still wanted to chase him, but he actually wanted to kill her to silence her?
Lin Ziyu is very sad, loving someone is exhausting, she just doesn't like him.

Amidst the mourning, Leng Changjue's voice sounded again.

"How do you eat without chopsticks?"

"But there is only one pair of chopsticks, I'd better leave it to the prince!" Lin Ziyu thought it was better to poison him to death.

"This king never uses outside chopsticks."

"then you……"

Lin Ziyu was stunned, and saw that Leng Changjue gracefully took out a small box from his sleeve, and then took out a pair of small pocket chopsticks from it in front of her, and then the pair of chopsticks elongated strangely in his hand .

Lin Ziyu, "..."? ?

It is stretchable?
Lin Ziyu suddenly realized that the two of them really did not belong to the same world. She, a modern high-achieving student, could not compete with him, an ancient person.

What a shame for 5000 years.

Leng Changjue looked at his chopsticks with satisfaction, and smiled at her nonchalantly, "Eat!"

After all, I used chopsticks to pick up vegetables.

But how could Lin Ziyu be willing to use the pair of poisonous chopsticks, taking advantage of the time when he was holding the vegetables, he rushed towards him with quick eyes and hands, and snatched his chopsticks quickly.

With Leng Changjue's collapsed expression, he picked up a piece of meat and quickly fed it into his mouth, savoring the taste carefully, "Ah, the meat picked up by these stainless steel chopsticks is really delicious."

Leng Changjue's face turned completely dark.

Lin Ziyu didn't seem to be able to see, and held up the chopsticks to pick up the meat again, still coldly judging the meat in front of him, then stuffed it back into his mouth proudly, and even licked the chopsticks after eating.

She just wanted to show off, but she didn't think about it, her eyes went dark, and she fell backwards.

She looked at the chopsticks in surprise, understood something, pointed at the man who raised her lips, and said in disbelief, "You...you..."

(End of this chapter)