Tianxiang City was still that prosperous with people flooding in and out on the streets, but the layout was a little different.
The front door of the restaurant Yingkexuan was busy and bustling while another restaurant Baiyunju, opposite Yingkexuan, also welcomed many visitors.
When Mo Qianxue just arrived at the city, she heard that this street was now the most prosperous place downtown.
Yingkexuan had invited prostitutes and singers and bands for performance every day, making the restaurant really boisterous!
The new dishes of Baiyunju were good in terms of color, fragrance, and taste. They also specially invited story-tellers to talk about anecdotes of extraordinary people, making the place scholarly elegant!
Xiaoxiao, when led into the wing room, couldn't help getting dumbfounded. Her tofu feast contained altogether eight different dishes, but now all of the plates were empty. What greeted her shocked eyes was an embarrassed cough.
The seventh young lord cleared his throat and pointed to Alu next to him, looking as if regretful for Alu's childish improperness, "Um...Mrs. Ning, tofu is really unique food you make, so I gave Alu the honor to have a taste, but to my surprise, this undisciplined servant should eat all the tofu."
This would have been a reasonable statement, yet...
Alu's disappointing stomach started to scream again and again.
Trembling, Alu bowed his head at once, and the young lord's face, thicker than copper coins, totally flushed at once.
He folded his small fan and tapped on Alu's head, "I told you not to. Look at you. You must suffer diarrhea from eating too much. Leave here right now. So embarrassing!"
Alu's eyebrows twitched twice. He swore to heaven that he hadn't been that hungry, but young lord's eating manner and the beautiful color of the dishes made him hungry all of a sudden, and then...
Shouldn't a servant take over blames from the master?
Alu lowered his head, not wanting to argue anything.
His young lord in the capital and in the Su family was definitely a little bully.
At the age of three, he burned an aunt's hair. At the age of nine, he beat up the youngest son of an imperial lord. At the age of ten, he...left the capital, for many years...
A few months ago, he came back to the capital city. Although with a notorious fame, his identity and good-looking face and graceful composure attracted a bunch of young ladies pouncing at him like wolves one after another. In order to avoid the engagement his mother made for him, the seventh young lord started a challenge with eldest young lord. Only in this way could he flee to this small city of Tianxiang.
In front of the young ladies in the capital, he often deliberately ruined his own image.
Why did young lord begin to care when in front of a village woman?
Alu stopped thinking about what he didn't understand, bowing his head and leaving quickly like wind.
Mo Qianxue understood of everything at once. It turned out this seventh young lord is a eater. Yet, was it that difficult to admit?
Fighting back her impulse to burst into laughter, Mo Qianxue took a glance at his stomach.
It was flat. This guy had a fit figure, neither fat nor thin. With such an appetite and nice body, how did he keep fit? So enviable!
Soon, they agreed upon many issues about tofu. The seventh young lord, with his lively expression and soft voice, wanted to continue to chat with her, but Mo Qianxue stood up and bade farewell.
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The Lady's Sickly Husband
RomanceTransmigration? A Chong Xi Marriage? Sickly husband? How worse can this get? Mo Qian Xue now lives in a soddy, destitute, small house with broken furnitures. The grass had grown wild and unruly from lack of proper care. The rice pot in the kitchen...