Chapter 5: Cold Dishes and Frozen Rice

  Friends always say that I am impulsive and like to act rashly, today's incident just proved it. If Nan Gong Qiuyue hadn't arrived in time, I would have been beaten up badly.

  Nangong Qiuye, you're really a good brother.

  When I returned to the wine building, I handed over the horse to the young man and gave it back to that guest. Fortunately, I heard that the guest was staying in the store and hadn't left. The flower counter was standing on the counter, and I couldn't help but take a few more glances at her because she was throwing flirtatious eyes at Nan Gong Qiuye.

  In the wine house, people come and go, a charming eye is easy to recognize, it's really hard to understand, in terms of "beauty", how can it be better than a fox, but I haven't seen Huashang throw a charming eye.

  Before I even stepped onto the stairs, a commotion erupted from behind me. Curious, I turned my head to see people swarming down from upstairs.

  "Be careful, madam." Nangong Qiuyue pulled me down the stairs, a group of men rushed to the door, quite spectacular.

  "What's wrong?"

  Nangong Qiuyue stood on the steps and looked around, a smile playing on her lips: "It's Flower Street."

  "Finished with flowers?" (The villainous drama team has insufficient funds, not enough actors, someone can only play two roles at once......)

  "The Flower of the Secluded Palace."

  "Hua Kui?" I immediately stepped up to the platform, but due to my small stature, I had to climb another step and peek over Nan Gong Autumn's shoulder. All I saw were four burly men with thick muscles carrying a sedan chair, its light silk curtains fluttering in the wind, with a beautiful woman partially hidden inside. Underneath her was a beautifully embroidered soft cushion, on which lay a snow-white Persian cat, I don't know what they call this kind of cat here.

  "What a big lineup." Subconsciously looking at Hua Zhanggui, you say that they have the same surname Hua, but why is the difference so big?

  "In the capital city's major brothels, in order to drum up business, they would sometimes take their courtesans out on a specific day to parade around the city."

  "Oh~~" This reminds me of the Stephen Chow version of "Ji Gong" where Cheung Man-yuk played a 9th-life prostitute, and I couldn't help but blurt out, "If it were on a bed, it would be even more effective."

  I could clearly feel the shoulder under my hand tense up, and I immediately withdrew it, having said too much. I quickly turned around and walked away. Behind me was Nangong's unhurried footsteps.

  As I walked, I suddenly thought of it. Just now, I clearly didn't ask Nan Gong, but he explained anyway. Logically, he should have said "Madam, you've forgotten?" or "Madam, you've lost your memory?", but no, he just explained as if he knew I definitely wouldn't know. Is it really that I couldn't deceive Nan Gong Qiuxue, or am I overthinking?

  "Madam, you've gone too far."

  "Oh. Oh......" sweating, just focusing on driving the small car.

  Nan Gong Qiuye pushed open the door and found Leng Yueyao standing at the entrance, her hands on her hips, her eyes cold with anger: "Speak! Where did you go?"

  I raised an eyebrow and gave a sly smile: "How can the lady go out to have fun with you, this lamp... no, candle?"

  "Candle?" Cold Moon Jade obviously didn't understand what I was saying, so I leaned in close to her ear: "Have you seen anyone lighting candles for that kind of thing?"

  Suddenly, Cold Moon Jade's small face turned bright red. She looked at me and then at Nan Gong Qiu Yue. Nan Gong Qiu Yue looked at me with a puzzled expression. I smiled calmly and sat back in my original position, only to find that Xun Yu was sitting across from me. Our eyes met, and Xun Yu actually trembled under my gaze, as if he had been electrocuted.

  "Hey!" Leng Yueyao finally came back to her senses, and I immediately said: "Come on, come on, I'm starving! Yueyao, what are you standing there for? Sit down and let's eat together!"

  "You!" Cold Moon Jade's face turned red as she couldn't utter a single word. As for YD, I'm at the Palace Master level.

  "You're talking nonsense!" After holding back for half a day, Han Yue finally blurted out these three words. "I won't believe it! Tell me, where did you sneak off to?"

  "Madam Leng, you don't need to report to her where you're going." Nan Gong said on the side, I picked up my chopsticks and started eating. With Nan Gong as a spokesperson, I can just focus on eating.

  "Oh? Nangong, you're just a refined and elegant husband, don't forget, there's still someone here." Leng Yueyao pointed her chopsticks at Chun Yu Xianxian, who was also enjoying his meal. Leng Yueyao's gesture was like an icy spell that froze Chun Yu Xianxian stiff.

  Chun Yu's painstakingly picked up peanut fell back onto the plate with a "clink", which I then picked up and swallowed, and at the same time, I also knocked against Chun Yu's chopsticks: "Move aside, don't block my way."

  Jun Yu suddenly came back to his senses, slowly withdrew his hand, and his face turned ugly, as if he had completely lost his appetite.

  The culprit is still unaware and continues to bicker with Nangong Qiuyue.

  "Don't think that just because it's a nice day today and I'm taking you out, you're being pampered. She's just treating you like a servant."

  "As a husband, I am also a servant." (How touching, the model of good men in the world) "I and Chun Yu serve the lady together, protect the lady wholeheartedly, and guard my own duties. However, it seems that the young master's daughter is getting too close to Chun Yu today, which may cause gossip." Nangong Qiuyue paused slightly as she spoke, looking at Chun Yu Xianxian beside her, who furrowed her brow, her eyes falling on the bowl in front of her.

  "Nangong! What do you mean by this!" Leng Yueyao was on the verge of slapping the table in anger.

  Nangong Qiuyue still had a smile at the corner of her lips: "Nangong has never doubted that Chunyu would have any ill intentions towards his wife, and his wife wouldn't doubt him either. It's just that he's afraid outsiders will say it was the young mistress who seduced Chunyu, which would be detrimental to the young mistress."

  "Hey!" Leng Yue Yao was about to get up, and I immediately pulled her back: "Yue Yao and Chun Yu are old acquaintances, it's not bad for old friends to chat a bit more. Madam is also like that, Autumn Ye you're thinking too much, let's eat, or the food will get cold."

  "Yes." Nangong Qiuyue picked up her chopsticks, and Leng Yueyao also reluctantly picked up hers.

  Two pairs of chopsticks fell onto the white cut chicken in front of me at the same time, Nan Gong Qiuyue slightly furrowed her eyebrows, a hint of disdain flashing in her eyes, as if treating the provocation in front of her as child's play.

  Then... it's a stalemate.

  Only to see Nan Gong Qiuyue's wrist slightly tremble, "Pa!" A sound, Leng Yueyao's chopsticks were suddenly knocked away, one of the chopsticks brushed against my face and flew towards my back, I raised an eyebrow and continued eating.

  "Madam, please." Nangong Qiuyue placed the "Victory" fruit into my bowl. His expression was natural and elegant, as if nothing had happened earlier.

  "Nangong Qiuye! You have guts!" Leng Yueyao raised her neck, "Waiter! Bring another pair of chopsticks!"

  "Alright then—"

  After Xiao Er's loud response, the temperature in the entire room dropped to zero. Leng Yueying sat on my right with her hands around her chest, staring at Nan Gong Qiuyue who was sitting on my left. Meanwhile, Chun Yu Xuan, who was opposite me, simply stared into a bowl, and I reckon he almost saw through it.

  Nangong Qiuyue looked at Leng Yueyao as a child, I think they are all children. The whole table of dishes was only eaten by me with relish, and it can be said that I was not affected by any cold air.

  "Oh! This dish is delicious!" I moved the whole plate in front of me, "Since you guys aren't eating, I won't be polite. Hehe, what a waste, lobster, it's such a shame that some people can't even afford to eat."

  "Sir, chopsticks..." The waiter pushed open the door and entered, then felt that something was off here, and immediately slipped away.

  "Hey, hey, where are you going? This isn't a place for someone like you to wander around." It was still the voice of that little servant, as if he was driving someone away. Who could it be?

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