CH 7

Fu Nianchi walked into this restaurant named “Liu Li Guan”.

As soon as he entered, he was recognized by the shop waiter.

“Yo, isn’t this the Fourth Young Master Fu? No, I should call you Princess Zhao now.” The waiter in the shop smiled all over his face, “Come on, Princess please come upstairs!”

Fu Nianchi was not used to such battles, so he touched his nose and followed the waiter up to the top floor.

He was seated near the window with the best view, which was obviously Fu Nianchi’s favorite place before.

“What does the princess want to eat? Is it still the same as before?”

“Same as usual.”

“okay.”

The waiter went to deliver the dishes, and while waiting, Fu Nianchi rested his chin on one hand and looked at the scenery outside the window.

The crowd was bustling on the street, but the hunchbacked man and the young beggar he met just now could not be seen. From a distance, he could see the majestic palace, covered with a layer of white snow everywhere.

The food was served quickly, accompanied by good wine. It was a chaotic earlier this morning, and Fu Nianchi didn’t bother to eat and now he was already hungry.

He picked up his chopsticks and concentrated on eating. He had to say that the original owner’s taste was quite similar to his, and the meals he often ate were all his favorites.

It’s just that no matter how good the dishes are, they can’t compare to the taste of modern cooking. Many seasonings have not been introduced yet, and the lack of monosodium glutamate also makes “fresh” a scarce product. It takes longer to cook to have a better taste. 

Fu Nianchi buried his head in the middle of the meal, when he suddenly heard someone happily calling him: “Nianchi!”

Fu Nianchi was stunned for two seconds before turning his head to follow the sound.

I saw the young master in red waving a fan and walking towards him from the stairs. This person’s eyebrows and eyes are slightly raised, with peach blossoms in his eyes, and the corners of his lips are like a smile, which is very charming.

In short, burning money from head to toe.

He held a folding fan and swayed it lightly. The peach blossoms were in full bloom on the fan, and there were flocks of birds and swallows. Fu Nianchi knew it must be a “stalker” at a glance.

It is really interesting to shake the fan in winter.

Fu Nianchi searched in his mind and recognized that the person in front of him was the original owner’s lover.

The fourth young master of the Fu family is dissolute and indulgent, and has many good friends in the capital, Qin Jinhuan, the second son of the Minister of Rites, is one of them.

As for the relationship between the two, of course the original book did not say that Fu Nianchi is just cannon fodder, not worthy of the author’s too much ink.

Fu Nianchi became vigilant. In the original owner’s memory, there was not much about Qin Jinhuan. After all, they were fish in each other’s fish pond, and they were just playing for fun at best.

But at the moment Qin Jinhuan’s ambiguous expression forced him to raise his heart.

“Why are you eating here alone?” Qin Jinhuan snapped his fan shut and sat down opposite Fu Nianchi.

Obviously want to eat with him.

Fu Nianchi: “…”

Fu Nianchi shouted in his heart: Don’t come here!!

“If you have nothing to do, let’s go out for a stroll.” Fu Nianchi said calmly, “The Prince is sick, so he can’t accompany me.”

The young man’s eyelashes drooped, covering his deep eyes, and his red lips were slightly pursed, making it clear that he didn’t really want to talk.

He originally wanted to appear indifferent, so that Qin Jinhuan would tactfully retreat from difficulties.

Little did he know that in Qin Jinhuan’s eyes, this appearance became a proper complaint.

It seemed to be complaining why he hadn’t found him during this time.

“Nian Chi, the news of your marriage came so unexpectedly, I didn’t have time to contact you at all.”

Qin Jinhuan softened his tone, put down his folding fan, and sighed: “If I knew in advance, I would definitely go to find you.”

Qin Jinhuan leaned forward, almost lying on Fu Nianchi’s face across the table.

Fu Nianchi subconsciously leaned back on the back of the chair, distanced himself from him.

If you have something to say, why are you so close!

Fu Nianchi glanced sideways, it was not a serious meal time, but there were quite a lot of people in the restaurant, every table was full.

Several businessmen in Hu suits sat around two tables with strong dialect accents. The family of four enjoyed themselves happily, obviously the twins were happily eating pastries.

People dressed as scholars were discussing the poetry meeting of the previous day. The young girl was covering her face with a low smile, talking to her close friend in boudoir.

Everyone was eating and chatting with their relatives and friends. They didn’t seem to notice this window at all, but who knew if they were observing secretly?

It’s fine for him to meet Qin Jinhuan by chance, but if he still does something inappropriate and gets reported to Ye Canglan, the consequences will be disastrous.

Fu Nianchi said coldly: “Young Master Qin, I am now Princess Zhao, please be careful with your words.”

“Nianchi…”

“Please call me princess.”

Qin Jinhuan was silent for a moment.

The young man in front of him had firm eyes and leaned back on the chair, making it clear that he wanted to get closer to him.

But he quietly paid attention to the other guests in the restaurant, and repeatedly emphasized that he must not be called Nianchi.

It’s clear that they don’t want him to get into trouble.

Qin Jinhuan recalled that a few days ago, when he met Fu Nianchi for the last time, the young man was obviously restless, but he refused to tell him the reason.

Somewhere in the bottom of my heart was touched, soft enough that sour juice flowed out.

“Okay.” Qin Jinhuan sighed, and said softly, “I understand your concerns, Nian…Even in this situation, the princess is still thinking about me. Jinhuan is really touched.”

Fu Nianchi:??

No, what does it mean to think about you.

Did you misunderstand something?

Fu Nianchi was dumbfounded. He didn’t understand why everyone in this world had a strange brain circuit. Could it be that the author’s sand sculpture style also affected the IQ of the characters in it?

Feeling that there will be even more incomprehensible situations sooner or later if we stay any longer, Fu Nianchi hurriedly ate a few more mouthfuls, stood up and said, “Since there is nothing else, I will leave first.”

“Okay.” Qin Jinhuan also stood up, “I’ll send the princess off.”

Fu Nianchi quickly waved his hand: “No need.”

He stopped looking at Qin Jinhuan, and left the restaurant quickly as if fleeing.

Qin Jinhuan sighed, waving his folding fan, mourning that he and Fu Nianchi had nothing to do with each other, so he also left.

After them, the chatter and laughter from other tables stopped abruptly, and all the guests on the top floor of the restaurant got up one after another.

The businessman in a Hu suit with a foreign accent had a cyan snake head protruding from his cuffs and collar, a scarlet snake letter vomited out, and snake pupils staring vigilantly at his surroundings.

The smiles of the family of four disappeared, and the faces were expressionless. The hands of the twin touched, and they merged into a boy. There were transparent silk threads wrapped around his fingers, and the other ends of countless threads were tied to the “parents” joints.

The scholars took out brushes from their sleeves, and the ink radiance spread from the tip of the pen, conveying simple and heavy spiritual power, and the handwriting on the books they carried was about to fly up.

The girls snorted, and the dark fragrance floated in the air, eroding the protective barriers of others. Under the skirts, there was an Emei thorn engraved with blood grooves.

Several people confront each other, and no one speaks.

After a long while, one of the scholars said: “If you guys still want to continue the stalemate here, I don’t mind, but the sinner has already left, if you delay for a while, you may not be able to catch up.”

Hu Shang said in a deep voice: “Don’t bother Master Shuqing, we, Snake Valley, have our own way to track him.”

The gloomy boy sneered, left a sentence of “boring”, and took his puppet parents to leave first.

As soon as he left, the rest of the people immediately disappeared in place, and in a blink of an eye, only the waiter was left in the huge restaurant.

The waiter who was originally fixed in place with a dull expression suddenly rolled his eyes, and a strange smile appeared on his face.

Immediately afterwards, a translucent spirit body flew out from his celestial spirit cover, ran along the window, and disappeared.

The waiter in the shop suddenly trembled all over.

Just now… he seems to have lost his mind? Strange, how come there is no sign of a trance?

He scratched his head, turned around, and saw the empty top floor.

Eh??

The waiter suddenly widened his eyes.

What about people?!

——

The girls of the Emei School were already standing on the roof of the Liuli Pavilion, and the cold wind was blowing their sleeves. From this angle, they could clearly see Fu Nianchi walking towards the Prince Zhao’s Mansion.

The youngest girl asked softly: “Senior sister, since you are sure that he is the sinner, why don’t you just do it?”

The senior sister shook her head and replied confidently: “Ye Canglan, Zhao Wang married by the sinner, is actually the Lumu Immortal Venerable of the Nine Heavens. Presumably, the happy event was also arranged by the immortal to monitor the sinner. With the immortal, we can wait and see.”

“That’s it.” Several junior sisters understood that Nine Heavens must have also heard the news of the sinner’s birth, so he sent the immortal to the mortal world.

In this way, they can rest assured a lot.

——

At this very moment, Immortal Lu Mu, who was highly expected by all sects, was lying on the bed with his legs crossed, browsing the latest tasks released by the system.

The 100 achievement points spent on the purchase of painkillers just now almost wiped out the wealth he had saved with great difficulty in the past few days.

Many props in the shopping mall that can leave a way for him need a lot of achievement points to buy, and Ye Canglan must hurry up to earn achievement points.

He looked at the content of each task, and couldn’t help frowning.

At this time, there was a light knock on the door, Ye Canglan immediately put down his legs and lay down straight.

Fu Nianchi walked in, and he went straight to the bed, bent down to check Ye Canglan’s situation, bringing a little coolness from the wind and snow outside.

“How does husband feel?” Seeing the burn marks on Ye Canglan’s neck and arms, Fu Nianchi felt phantom pain.

“No problem.” Ye Canglan replied weakly, “The scald ointment prescribed by Doctor Chang is very effective, and the pain is no longer there.”

That’s good. “Fu Nianchi heaved a sigh of relief.

He sat by the bed and sincerely said to Ye Canglan: “I’m sorry, I was too careless in the morning and caused my husband to be injured. I will definitely pay more attention in the future.”

“Don’t feel guilty.” Ye Canglan said softly, “This king asked you to wipe my body, and this king should bear the responsibility.”

Those black eyes were full of sincerity, Fu Nianchi was sure that Ye Canglan didn’t mean to say nice words.

He also didn’t need to say nice things to himself.

So Fu Nianchi felt even more guilty.

From this point of view, Ye Canglan is indeed a good person. If the two of them get along peacefully, he should… be fine, right?

The author has something to say:

Ye Canglan: Yes, nothing will happen to you, but I will be the one who will!!