When Xin Moer and Nangong Yun arrived at Yanbei, it was noon. Nangong Yun ordered the groom to drive the horse to stop in front of Yanbei's No. 1 Tavern.
He took Xin Moer to a table in the ventilated area on the first floor and sat down, and ordered the waiter to prepare several plates of exquisite meat dishes.
Xin Moer rubbed her sore waist, then straightened up, picked up her chopsticks and started eating.
She completely didn't notice a fiery gaze staring straight at her in the private room on the second floor.
Nangong Yun looked at the corner of the second floor casually, picked up the chopsticks, and put a piece of salted duck into Xin Moer's bowl, "The salted duck here tastes good, you can try it."
Xin Mo'er grinned at him, without any hesitation, and devoured the piece of duck meat without restraint. While eating, she praised, "It's indeed delicious!"
However, seeing that he hadn't moved his chopsticks, he picked up some vegetables and put them in his bowl, "You should eat some too. You haven't eaten much on the way. It won't work like this. You look so thin."
, eat more meat.”
Nangong Yun nodded, lowered his head and ate all the dishes Xin Moer brought for him.
"You guys are so elegant, and you look like a loving husband and concubine."
Just when Xin Moer was enjoying her meal with her head down, a familiar voice came from above her head, and there was a deep displeasure in her voice.
Xin Moer didn't expect to meet Feng Qingcang here, and raised her head in surprise. But she felt that her attitude towards him was too good, and she remembered that he left without saying a word when she was unconscious last time, and didn't care about her.
Regardless, his face darkened, and he didn't want to answer him, so he lowered his head and continued to put food into his mouth.
Nangong Yun did not comment on his words of love and concubine, and said with a smile, "It turns out that Prince Xu is also here. Is it such a fate? Now that we are together, let's sit down and have a meal together."
Feng Qingcang narrowed his deep eyes and did not refuse. He sat down next to Xin Mo'er and ordered the waiter to prepare a new set of dishes and chopsticks.
"Eat less duck meat. If you eat too much, you won't be able to digest it. Don't you like fish the most?" Feng Qingcang didn't wait for Xin Mo'er to say anything, picked up the chopsticks and picked up the steamed fish in the middle of the table, and put it on Xin Mo'er's table.
In the bowl, "This fish head is a good thing. You should eat more fish head to nourish your brain."
Xin Moer used to like to eat the head of fat-headed fish. It was big and tender. When he picked it up, he was in a happy mood. However, he added two words "brain replenishment" at the end.
He put the bowl in his hand on the table with a bang and glared at him, "Who's using your brain? Can't you say something nice?"
Seeing that she was angry, Feng Qingcang shrugged disapprovingly, "You really need to refresh your mind. If you don't stay in Nanzhao, why would you come to Yanbei? You're running around with a grown man, and you're not afraid of being criticized.
talk."
"I've never been afraid of people saying nasty things. It's not like you don't know that this sentence can't control me. I see that you don't want to eat at all now. Since you don't want to eat, you can come from anywhere.
Where are you going? Don't bother me here!" After saying this, Xin Mo'er took the fish head that Feng Qingcang put into her bowl, threw it to the side of the table, and said angrily, "Who said I like to eat fish the most?
Yes, my favorite food is obviously duck."
Nangong Yun glanced at Feng Qingcang, and cooperatively put another piece of duck meat in Xin Moer's bowl, "Don't worry about indigestion, I have my own medicinal diet for digestion."
"Yes." Xin Mo'er nodded in agreement, said nothing, and ate hard at the plate of salted duck with soy sauce. After a while, the bottom of the plate of duck meat was gone.
But her head was racing. She didn't understand why Feng Qingcang came to Yanbei. Was there anything important? Before leaving, she fainted, causing all the pain in her body. She didn't care about it after that.
Regardless, he came to Yanbei alone. Is he really so cruel?
At this moment, a woman in her thirties who was dressed solemnly, had an outstanding temperament, and a noble appearance walked over to Feng Qingcang's table with an eight-year-old boy in her hand, and sat down opposite Xin Mo'er, smiling.
He said to Feng Qingcang, "Why did you come down?"
"It's ventilated here." Feng Qingcang answered casually. Normally his voice was cold and stern, but now it was much calmer.
Xin Moer raised her head in surprise and looked across. When she saw Xiaohan sitting in the arms of a strange woman, her heart ached.
Xiao Han seemed not to have seen Xin Mo'er and did not say hello to her. He leaned in the woman's arms, pointed at Xin Mo'er and said with a smile, "Concubine, she is the adopted daughter I mentioned to you. Have you eaten?"
Eating phase, sitting phase or not."
Concubine? Xin Moer's hands shook, her long eyelashes trembled twice, and soon she pretended not to see anything and continued to eat with her head down.
Seeing that Xin Mo'er didn't answer, Xiao Han jumped down from the woman's arms and walked to Xin Mo'er's side, "Hey, every time I talked to you before, didn't you love to talk to me? Why are you doing this now?
Son, are you ignoring me?"
Xin Mo'er raised her head in annoyance and stuffed the uneaten duck neck into his mouth, "I can't even stop your mouth while eating!"
Xiaohan's previous temperament was exactly the same as that of Feng Qingcang, cold and cool, he never bothered to talk to anyone, and when he saw strangers, he looked high-minded and low-handed.
But at this moment, he was not angry because of Xin Moer's actions. Instead, he took the duck neck that Xin Moer stuffed in his hand, gnawed it slowly, and commented, "Well, it tastes good.
.”
The woman opposite looked at the interaction between Xin Mo'er and her son, and her mouth opened slightly in surprise. After all, she was someone who had seen big scenes. She soon returned to her original elegant and calm appearance, with a gentle smile on her face.
Looking at Xin Mo'er, "So you are Xin Mo'er. Cang often mentioned you in front of me."
Xin Moer's heart felt as if she had taken a bitter pill. She had the urge to throw the bowl and leave, but when someone spoke to her so kindly, she couldn't be too disrespectful to others, not to mention the common saying.
Well said, reach out and don't hit the smiling person.
This woman had nothing to do with her, so why should she be angry with a strange woman?
Thinking of this, the unhappiness in Xin Moer's heart dissipated a lot, and she tried her best to put on what she thought was the most beautiful smile on her face, and stretched out her hand in a friendly way, "Hello, I am Xin Moer. Very good.
I'm glad he will mention me often in front of you."
After a pause, he unexpectedly added, "But, he never mentioned you in front of me."
Feng Qingcang paused slightly with the chopsticks in his hand, and the gloominess he felt when he just sat down disappeared, and the corners of his mouth curved into a beautiful curve.
(The male protagonist is very clean, very clean, really clean.)