Three dishes and one soup are all the dishes Changge likes on weekdays, which are fragrant and delicious, and have a full range of colors and flavors.

The bronze-colored side face offshore was shining with candlelight, rising and falling, floating, not real, as always, cold and expressionless.

The eldest brother sat at the table with his left shoulder, picked up chopsticks, picked up some vegetables and put them in his mouth, and scooped a bowl of soup off the bank for her, "Eat and drink, don't choke."

"Why don't you eat?" Changge couldn't help frowning when he saw him standing beside him and not sitting.

Offshore said lightly, "I am a slave."

Changge was so upset that she glanced at him hard and ate it, but she just didn't drink the soup he served.

"Drink some." Li An narrowed his eyes, clenched his fists quietly, and persuaded her again.

Changge looked up at him and stared quietly for a while. She suddenly laughed, "Offshore, come with a pot of wine, let's say goodbye to wine."

Offshore hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "Then you drink soup and eat vegetables first, and I'll come soon."

"good."

After pushing the door offshore, Changge picked up the bowl of soup, sniffed it carefully for a few times, and then poured it into the Gongbu in the side room.

Sitting back to the table and eating the dishes on the plate, Changge felt that the original deliciousness suddenly became bitter and she had no appetite.

After returning from the shore, he took a pot of high-end daughter Hong. When he saw the empty soup bowl in front of her, he felt a swelling in his eyes, and he asked casually, "Is the soup delicious?"

"Well, it's not bad. You can drink a bowl too. Don't compete with me. What kind of slaves are not slaves? I think you are. You know more than anyone else." Changge laughed and pulled him down beside her. There was only a pair of bowls and chopsticks. She took her bowl and personally scooped the soup for him, and raised her eyebrows and said, "Don't you think I'm dirty, do you?"

Offshore's eyes changed drastically. He gritted his teeth and replied rudely, "I think it's dirty."

"Hmm?" Changge turned his head to look at him. The black and white pupils were shining with doubt. "Didn't you rush to eat the leftover cakes I used to eat?"

The offshore face turned dark, "I don't want to drink soup, okay? I'll drink alcohol!"

"Okay, you drink, I..." Changge didn't dare to mess with him, so he had to compromise, but his body shook violently. She raised her right hand and stroked her temple, "Offshore, I'm dizzy..."

"Long Song!"

Offshore hurriedly held her, "How are you? Can you hold on?"

"I, I can't..."

Before the Changge finished speaking, he fell head-on in the arms of the Left Ran, his eyes closed and he fainted.

Leftover patted her face with great confidence and called in her ear: "Changge, wake up! Changge, don't scare me..."

Changge still motionless.

The romanoe picked her up, put her on the bed, and quickly sorted out his bag. A quarter of an hour later, he carried his bag, wrapped his cloak in Changge, and carried her out.

In the backyard of the inn, Manager Qian was waiting. When he saw him coming, he hurriedly came forward, "How about the little boy? The carriage is ready."

"I'm fascinated." Offshore strode towards the carriage, cold-faced cold frost, "Qian Hu, the deadly soldiers secretly protect it. Don't be targeted within the capital."

Manager Qian nodded, "I understand that the arrangement has been made, so you can drive the carriage and take the young master out of the city."

Changge was placed on a small couch in the carriage, covered her with a cloak offshore, then closed the carriage door and drove out of the backyard.

The nights in Bianjing are still the hustle and bustle of the day.

The cool breeze is gentle and the crowd is full of people.

The carriage passed through the bluestone streets and slowly headed towards the city gate.
Chapter completed!