Even if there is food, it is a benefit only for the direct descendants, and has nothing to do with him, an unfavored member of a collateral branch.

He had only seen lychee ornaments at a family banquet in the main residence, and overheard his cousin bragging to a group of collateral relatives about how delicious and precious they were.

I never expected that Yunjian Vegetable Shop could even get this kind of thing.

Yu Shaolian was extremely anxious; his mind was completely blank.

Yun Zhiyi found it somewhat amusing and casually replied, "No, it's just that the lychee tree at home happens to be bearing fruit, so I picked some for myself. If you don't mind, you can have some."

Upon hearing this, Yu Shaolian's expression immediately fell.

Since it's not being sold, he won't be able to get any.

Then, hearing her next move, he couldn't help but feel delighted and immediately wanted to agree.

Then I heard my friend coughing next to me.

Realizing what had happened, her ears immediately turned red, and a blush crossed her face.

"Ahem, thank you for your kindness, Miss Yun, but I would be impolite to refuse."

There's no way around it, lychees are just too attractive, and they're grown by the locals themselves.

Once you miss this opportunity, you might never get another chance.

Young Master Yu instantly abandoned his pride, smiled, stepped forward, and took one.

It was cold to the touch, and I glanced at the one that I had peeled but hadn't eaten yet.

Looking at the white, translucent lychee flesh, I couldn't help but swallow.

Qiu Ling's lips twitched, and a hint of embarrassment flashed across her face.

Zhou Hanshan followed along.

"Wow, this is the legendary tribute fruit. It's quite exquisite. No wonder the nobles love it. Tsk."

As she spoke, she looked curiously at Yun Zhiyi.

Zhou Hanshan was just a江湖人 (jianghu person, a person from the martial arts world), and meeting Yun Zhiyi was just an accident.