“Do you have to be so difficult?” Feng Xin griped pushing a plate over to you, “stop being so picky and eat,” once he made sure you weren’t just going to push it away he ended up sitting down. This newest official was proving to be a headache to get along with—that really didn’t stop him from at least trying to be courteous though. It was laughable, Feng Xin thought Mu Qing was bad about having a haughty attitude… you were really giving him a run for his money…