Sheng Sanlang couldn't believe his ears. "What did you just say?"
Luo Sheng remained calm. "I enjoy eating douhua made by this Ugly popo, so I've decided to bring her to the Capital."
Now certain he heard correctly, Sheng Sanlang's mouth twitched. Indulging in personal desires like this... Isn't this the behavior of a dandy?
Sheng Sanlang slowed down and forced a smile." Biaomei, I don't think it's appropriate. Her douhua business is thriving, so taking her away wouldn't be right..."
Xiuyue, who was gathering the bowls, leaned forward and asked, "Will you pay me?" Hongdou smirked, "Don't worry about that. My Miss is not short on money." "As long as you pay me, I'll go with you." After saying this, Xiuyue swiftly put away the bowl and wiped the table.
Hongdou was delighted. She didn't expect to find such a tactful person in this remote and dilapidated small town. This alone makes her better than many people in the Capital.
Meanwhile, Sheng Sanlang observed the expressionless Xiuyue, glanced at the relieved Hongdou, and finally turned his gaze to the composed Luo Sheng. He fell into deep self-doubt. Could it be that everyone else was normal and only he was abnormal? Something didn't feel right...
As he continued mulling it over, Sheng Sanlang became increasingly convinced it was wrong. He yearned to voice his concerns, but as he noticed Xiuyue, who had already finished tidying up the stall, standing by Luo Sheng's side, he found himself unable to utter a word.
"Biaoge, aren't you full yet?" Luo Sheng inquired. "I'm full—" Sheng Sanlang glanced at Xiuyue, finding it somewhat unacceptable. "Even if you take her away, shouldn't you allow her time to gather her belongings?" he questioned.
Hongdou chuckled. "What sort of belongings can a douhua seller possess? It would be better to compensate her with a couple more golden beans for the time she spent cleaning up her belongings."
Even as Xiuyue accompanied him back to the inn, Sheng Sanlang felt like he was in a dream. Seizing a moment when Luo Sheng wasn't paying attention, he grabbed Hongdou and asked, "Just because she likes to eat douhua made by the Ugly popo, she can take her back to the Capital?"
"Why not?" Hongdou asked back. Sheng Sanlang felt suffocated by the maid's unwavering conviction and blurted out, "Could it be that she too would also take away the handsome man she came across like this?"
After pondering for a moment, Hongdou shook her head.
Sheng Sanlang heaved a sigh of relief and heard Hongdou say, "There are many handsome men, and my Miss is only willing to take away the ones she likes very much."
Sheng Sanlang: "..." He couldn't believe he had considered marrying Biaomei just for the sake of a delicious meal.
"Gongzi, please pack up quickly. My Miss has instructed that we leave today," Hongdou urged. In a dazed state, Sheng Sanlang nodded in agreement.
Inside Luo Sheng's room, Xiuyue fixed her gaze on Luo Sheng and asked, "Who are you?" She had spent the entire night sleepless, consumed by this doubt that nearly drove her mad. She even thought that the woman in black was Princess and that the innocent soul of Princess had come to find her. But everything that had unfolded today shattered her hope.
The girl standing before her was younger than the Princess, and there were no physical resemblances between them. The only similarity lay in their equally bright and composed eyes.
Luo Sheng asked calmly, "And what about you? You don't even know who I am. Why are you willing to come with me?" Xiuyue was caught off guard by the question, unable to provide an answer.
Having survived the siege and annihilation of Zhennan Wang Palace, she lived in the shadows as a hidden survivor. If something were to happen to her, no one would remember to find the whereabouts of the little prince.
However, the girl standing before her exhibited such striking similarities to the Princess that she couldn't help but suspect a connection between them. Her intuition told her that by following this person, the thing she had been searching for over the course of twelve years might finally find a turning point.
Sheng Sanlang couldn't believe his ears. "What did you just say?"
Luo Sheng remained calm. "I enjoy eating douhua made by this Ugly popo, so I've decided to bring her to the Capital."
Now certain he heard correctly, Sheng Sanlang's mouth twitched. Indulging in personal desires like this... Isn't this the behavior of a dandy?
Sheng Sanlang slowed down and forced a smile." Biaomei, I don't think it's appropriate. Her douhua business is thriving, so taking her away wouldn't be right..."
Xiuyue, who was gathering the bowls, leaned forward and asked, "Will you pay me?" Hongdou smirked, "Don't worry about that. My Miss is not short on money." "As long as you pay me, I'll go with you." After saying this, Xiuyue swiftly put away the bowl and wiped the table.
Hongdou was delighted. She didn't expect to find such a tactful person in this remote and dilapidated small town. This alone makes her better than many people in the Capital.
Meanwhile, Sheng Sanlang observed the expressionless Xiuyue, glanced at the relieved Hongdou, and finally turned his gaze to the composed Luo Sheng. He fell into deep self-doubt. Could it be that everyone else was normal and only he was abnormal? Something didn't feel right...
As he continued mulling it over, Sheng Sanlang became increasingly convinced it was wrong. He yearned to voice his concerns, but as he noticed Xiuyue, who had already finished tidying up the stall, standing by Luo Sheng's side, he found himself unable to utter a word.
"Biaoge, aren't you full yet?" Luo Sheng inquired. "I'm full—" Sheng Sanlang glanced at Xiuyue, finding it somewhat unacceptable. "Even if you take her away, shouldn't you allow her time to gather her belongings?" he questioned.
Hongdou chuckled. "What sort of belongings can a douhua seller possess? It would be better to compensate her with a couple more golden beans for the time she spent cleaning up her belongings."
Even as Xiuyue accompanied him back to the inn, Sheng Sanlang felt like he was in a dream. Seizing a moment when Luo Sheng wasn't paying attention, he grabbed Hongdou and asked, "Just because she likes to eat douhua made by the Ugly popo, she can take her back to the Capital?"
"Why not?" Hongdou asked back. Sheng Sanlang felt suffocated by the maid's unwavering conviction and blurted out, "Could it be that she too would also take away the handsome man she came across like this?"
After pondering for a moment, Hongdou shook her head.
Sheng Sanlang heaved a sigh of relief and heard Hongdou say, "There are many handsome men, and my Miss is only willing to take away the ones she likes very much."
Sheng Sanlang: "..." He couldn't believe he had considered marrying Biaomei just for the sake of a delicious meal.
"Gongzi, please pack up quickly. My Miss has instructed that we leave today," Hongdou urged. In a dazed state, Sheng Sanlang nodded in agreement.
Inside Luo Sheng's room, Xiuyue fixed her gaze on Luo Sheng and asked, "Who are you?" She had spent the entire night sleepless, consumed by this doubt that nearly drove her mad. She even thought that the woman in black was Princess and that the innocent soul of Princess had come to find her. But everything that had unfolded today shattered her hope.
The girl standing before her was younger than the Princess, and there were no physical resemblances between them. The only similarity lay in their equally bright and composed eyes.
Luo Sheng asked calmly, "And what about you? You don't even know who I am. Why are you willing to come with me?" Xiuyue was caught off guard by the question, unable to provide an answer.
Having survived the siege and annihilation of Zhennan Wang Palace, she lived in the shadows as a hidden survivor. If something were to happen to her, no one would remember to find the whereabouts of the little prince.
However, the girl standing before her exhibited such striking similarities to the Princess that she couldn't help but suspect a connection between them. Her intuition told her that by following this person, the thing she had been searching for over the course of twelve years might finally find a turning point.