Nishimura Yong knew what Mu Run was going to say, and his face showed a look of shame.
Mu Run, “Eat something.”
Nishimiya Yong's eye sockets were all blue and his cheeks were extremely thin, which was obvious that he was overworked.
"Thank you, Princess." Nishigong Yong only picked up the tea and took a sip.
It is sweet and full of salivation. It is the best tea, "Is this?"
"The autumn tea jade dew I made." Mu Run recalled the tea that Chuchu came to this world and the one he really came into contact with was Xiji Teahouse. "At that time, I made a cup of tea in your teahouse, and I still had a look at it.
Remember?"
"Of course. I still regret my original decision." Nishimiyoshi Yong took another sip of tea.
Mu Run signaled him to have tea, "What do you regret?"
Nishimyoung felt the strong hunger caused by the tea soup entering his stomach. Perhaps it was these physical discomforts that made him feel more comfortable.
"If, then, I could leave you from him..."
At that time, Mu Run looked at him and stayed deeply in his soul. Sometimes when she dreamed about it at midnight, she begged him to save her.
He saw what she left in his shop one by one. It was something that only a person who wanted to escape would prepare, so much dry food, as well as a woman dressed in a man, and a painting that could make maps... At that time, Fu Yunchen was just
If a bandit leader in a copycat would ask him for personal favor, he would be able to keep her.
Mu Run's eyes showed memories. She just wanted to find a place to stay, and she didn't know anything else. She wanted to take in through her tea skills, but unfortunately, human calculations were not as good as God's calculations.
"Well. If I could stay, I might be a tea shop taster or a tea shop guy now." Mu Run smiled and said, "Don't just drink tea, try Xiao Huan's specialty tea, Songren
cake."
"...Yes." Nishimiyong picked up a piece of green nut pastry made into the shape of leaves and took a bite... It was not sweet, but also had a faint scent of nuts. It was just right with the sweet aroma of tea.
.
"Miss Xiaohuan's craftsmanship is comparable to that of a court dim sum teacher."
"Thank you, Lord Xigong." Liu Xiaohuan poured him another cup of tea, "Please use it."
Mu Run said: "Be careful of your health and don't be too tired."
Nishimura Yong's eyes suddenly became sore, "The guilty minister..."
Mu Run continued: "Stop it. The past is gone. Don't let the past delay your present, look at the people around you and live in the present."
Nishimi Gong nodded, "I understand."
After having the refreshment, Nishigong Yong's face looked much better, so he got up and left.
Mu Run asked Liu Xiaohuan to give him away.
Looking at his departure, he was still slightly hunched over.
Change is not a matter of a day or a night, I hope he can really understand it.
The warship did not stop for too long, but the two corpse generals who escaped were also killed. They were personally searched by Fu Yunchen.
It turns out that corpsemen at the level of corpse generals can act like ordinary people during the day, but they can disguise themselves, but they cannot hide the stench of corpse emitted from their bodies.
Fu Yunchen asked Huihui to smell the stench of the corpse general, and then took it to search in the city.
As a result, in addition to the two who escaped, there was another corpse that was caught.
At night, the corpses in Xiangcheng finally stopped swaying all over the streets, leaving only a few weak corpses, who were also cleaned up by Nishimiyong.
After cutting off the head of the last corpse, Nishigong Yong looked up at the stars in the sky, his heart full of joy.