Chapter 19: Couple Outfits 2

"Miss, it's time for breakfast." Ning'er pushed the door open, only to see Nan Qingcheng dressed in blue. The items she was carrying slipped from her hands, and the plates, dishes, and soup scattered all over the floor. "Se... Se... Seventh Highness!" Ning'er dropped to her knees with a thud. How could she not kneel before the dignified Seventh Highness of the Holy Temple, especially when he was known to be the coldest and most stern of them all? "Ning'er, what are you doing? Get up," Qing Mei said. When Ning'er looked up and saw her young miss still sitting there leisurely, she immediately grew anxious. "Miss, Miss, quickly, come over and kneel down," Ning'er whispered urgently toward Qing Mei, worried about what might happen if the Seventh Highness accidentally hurt her. However, to her utter shock, the Seventh Highness, who usually never even smiled, walked toward Qing Mei with a face full of smiles and affectionately smoothed out her hair. Ning'er was frozen in place; was this really that cold-blooded Seventh Highness? "Alright, Ning'er, go prepare breakfast again, and bring two sets of utensils while you're at it. Have you eaten yet, Ning'er?" "Ni... Ning'er has eaten, I'll go prepare it right away." With that, Ning'er hurried out. "Mei'er is really thinking of me," Nan Qingcheng said, sitting down beside Qing Mei. "Don't be narcissistic. I didn't prepare it for you; I prepared it for my artifact spirit." Qing Mei was lying through her teeth; Yan Lie didn't even need to eat, but she just wanted to tease him. "Your artifact spirit? What kind?" Artifact spirits only existed in spiritual weapons of sub-divine grade or higher; he wondered what Mei'er's was. Qing Mei glanced at Nan Qingcheng and noticed him blinking those pitch-black eyes at her. Why did it feel... a bit like he was acting cute? Qing Mei almost couldn't bear to tease him anymore.

However, she still flicked her sleeve, and a red object appeared on the floor. Yan Lie had been sleeping soundly, but suddenly felt the air change. He opened his eyes and realized he was out of the space, waking up with a start. When Nan Qingcheng saw clearly what kind of creature it was, he was also surprised. "A Blazing Fire Fox? Mei'er, do you have the Purple Flame Ring?" "That's right, I don't even know where it came from." Qing Mei didn't want others to know yet that she wasn't from this world. Just as Ning'er entered, Qing Mei tucked Yan Lie back into the space. Yan Lie had come out in a daze and returned in a daze, still unable to figure out what was going on. Ning'er placed the food on the table. "Miss, please eat. Um... will the Seventh Highness be joining you?" Ning'er asked cautiously. "Of course." With that, he picked up the utensils and began serving food, piling quite a bit into Qing Mei's bowl as well. Qing Mei looked at the small mountain of food in her bowl and speechless, grabbed Nan Qingcheng's hand. "That's enough, I can't eat all of this." Nan Qingcheng looked at Qing Mei. "Eat more, look how thin you are." "Do you want to eat me into a fatty? That would look terrible," Qing Mei pouted. "Don't worry, even if you become a fatty, I'll still want you," Nan Qingcheng said dotingly, rubbing Qing Mei's head. "Alright then..." Qing Mei replied weakly. She really was quite thin right now, so she might as well eat more. Ning'er watched the two of them showing affection and was completely dumbfounded. Was this really the Seventh Highness? Was it? He looked the same, but his personality seemed like a completely different person, and... it looked like the Seventh Highness and her Miss were a couple. Ning'er suddenly noticed that Nan Qingcheng and Qing Mei were wearing similar clothing; it seemed they really were a pair.

In the past, no one was allowed within half a meter of the Seventh Highness, and he was cold and sharp-tongued toward everyone. But seeing him so close to her Miss now, smiling and even forcing food into her mouth—to her, this was nothing but flirting. Still, seeing someone so outstanding treating her Miss well, she felt relieved. Ning'er quietly retreated into her room.