There were only three ordinary tables and chairs in the four corners. Huangfu Qingcheng sat down without hesitation without saying a word, and did not ask, or ask.

He narrowed his eyes slightly and stared at Huangfu Yi.

Others don’t mind being polite, but it is undoubtedly a shameful act if they mind.

Even those entourage guards were so strange.[

Because he has always held his own identity and would not be at the same table with ordinary people, otherwise his entourage would not have snatched a table with Huangfu Yi yesterday. They don’t know what to say now. Should the master eat on this table or go back to his room to have a meal? Hesitant whether to ask.

Huangfu Qingcheng looked at him for a long time, how did he feel? He was a coward! The young man in front of him didn't shake himself. Even the little thing just glanced at him with the corner of his eyes. It was really just a glance! He stopped shook him. The arrogant expression of that little thing actually...he actually...better than him?!

Why? Why?! It doesn’t look like dad’s tenderness at all...

He looked at the desktop again.

Ordinary white porridge, pastries and steamed buns.

He usually doesn't want to eat these things.

At this time, only the servant occasionally looked up at him with respect. After all, the servant had seen a lot of people. Look at his dress and seeing the entourage wearing a sword beside him, he was either power or powerful. Because ordinary people in Beiwan were not allowed to take the streets with weapons.

"Master, are you going to have a meal here?" The attendant who was close to him asked with his hair.

Huangfu Qingcheng ignored him and was silent, and frowned in confusion, his eyes still glanced at Huangfu Yi from time to time.

The followers didn't know what to do for a while.

It is difficult for the master to serve him, and they knew it a long time ago, just as someone was punished after shouting one more word.

What if this sentence still makes him unhappy?
Chapter completed!