The Little Husband Who Became the Ghost-Faced King

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Chapter 1 Arrival at the Palace

Young Master, can we come back this time?

I heard intermittent trembling sounds in my ears, and I knew he was afraid.

At this moment, the young master he called could not comfort him, because he himself was also a little nervous. He had no idea where the future lay and felt confused about what he was about to face.

Originally, he was the head chef of a modern private restaurant. Because of his family background and his own talent, he mastered a good skill at a young age. He was directly awarded the title of heir to traditional food culture and was promoted to a national treasure-level talented chef.

After obtaining such an honorable title, he opened a private restaurant, working four days a week and only serving three tables of guests a day, specifically to entertain distinguished guests who had made reservations.

I spend my free time researching recipes and developing new dishes. I live a leisurely life. I have decided that when fate arrives, I will find a partner for myself, no matter if it is a man or a woman, as long as I like it.

Anyway, in his time, the state issued marriage certificates regardless of whether they were of the same sex or opposite sex. Then he would raise two more children, find a few talented apprentices, and his life would be complete.

Who knows, maybe God saw that he was having a smooth life and wanted to give him a break. After a good night's sleep, the whole world changed.

When he first came here, he thought he was dreaming. He tried many ways to go back, but in the end, he was almost treated as a madman and finally accepted the fact that he had traveled through time.

As someone who occasionally received modern information, he naturally knew the term "time travel". He thought of the few movies, TV shows and novels he had seen, where the protagonists who traveled through time and space used their knowledge to kill people everywhere and achieve great feats of hegemony.

Even though he was just a peaceful cook, he was still tempted to make some moves. Just when he thought he could be like those protagonists, relying on his historical knowledge to understand the future and become a prophet, predict the future, and achieve hegemony, reality dealt him a heavy blow, leaving him powerless to fight back.

Alas, Mo Shu, I don't know if I can come back this time, I just hope everything is fine. Xiji was also very melancholy, he reached out and touched his little bookboy's head, looking through the car window at the gradually prosperous scenery outside, he was uncertain.

Hearing the sigh of his young master, the boy, who was originally a little panicked, immediately encouraged himself, looked at his young master with firm eyes and said: Young master, don't worry, I will definitely protect you.

Seeing the little boy who was scared just now looking at him seriously and saying that he wanted to protect him, Xiji, who was still a little upset, showed a little bright look on his face. He smiled at him and said: Well, I believe you can do it.

Seeing such a handsome young master from his own family smiling at him, Mo Shu scratched his hair embarrassedly and his face turned a little red.

No matter how reluctant the master and servant were, or how nervous they were, their convoy still arrived at their destination at a leisurely pace.

The moment he learned that they had reached their destination, Xiji's heart began to lift. The steward who accompanied him called out to him several times before he pinched his palm to sober himself up a little, and then he slowly got off the carriage with the help of Mo Shu.