"Let's eat first, and rest for an hour after eating."
Qiao Si shoved a pair of chopsticks into Ye Xiao's hand without leaving room for refusal.
Only then did Ye Xiao look up at him, seeing his stern and serious expression, like an elder lecturing a younger generation.
"But I don't feel hungry."
Ye Xiao was still thinking about the ancient texts that hadn't been translated yet. How could she have time to eat? She just wanted to finish those quickly and then continue to see what those bastards stuffed into her tomb after her death. She had originally built her tomb big enough in hopes of being able to rave inside after her death, but those assholes stuffed her tomb completely full, completely contradicting her original purpose for building it so large.
