Caiyu said, "It's getting dark now. If the young lady wants to give food to her son-in-law, she can just ask us to deliver it."
Li Xinheng finished his meal with a slurp, then wiped his mouth with a feeling of unfulfilled desire: "Miss, please stay with Caiyu at the restaurant. I'll go and see you off."
"That's fine." Yan Funing filled a bowl of soup. "There are many people eating, so each person will only have a small bowl. Don't spill it on the way."
"Don't worry, girl. I'll go on foot and be back soon."
Li Xinheng patted his chest, took the bowl, put it in the food box, and strode out of the kitchen.
He was big, tall, and had long legs. Plus, he took big steps, so he arrived at the school in less than half an hour.
At this moment, most of the students and teachers in the school have finished their meals.
Li Xinheng went straight to the teacher's dormitory.
Fu Ciyi heard footsteps at the door and looked in the direction of the sound.
"Sir, the girl asked me to bring some delicious food over."
Li Xinheng strode in and put the lunch box on the table. When he opened the lunch box, he was dumbfounded.
Fu Ciyi frowned. There was a soup bowl in the food box in front of him. Half of the soup bowl was filled with food, and the other half was spilled in the food box.
Li Xinheng was very embarrassed: "The ingredients are expensive, and the girl only cooked one pot. There are so many people eating in the restaurant, and each person can only have a small bowl. It's all my fault. I brought it over and spilled half a bowl."
Although only half a bowl was spilled, the aroma was still fragrant.
I don’t know if it was the effect of the candlelight or the smell of fragrance, but Fu Ciyi’s usually cold and handsome face seemed a little gentler.
"What's the name of this dish?"
"Oh, it's called Buddha Jumps Over the Wall. Miss, tell me about its origin..." Li Xinheng looked up at the roof and said after a long pause, "Anyway, it means it's delicious."
He had heard it but had forgotten it.
It’s all my fault for being so greedy in the afternoon.
Fu Ciyi put down the book, gathered his sleeves to take out the soup bowl, and slowly ate the remaining half bowl with a spoon.
Just as he was about to say it was delicious, before he could finish his words, he heard Li Xinheng say, "It's getting dark. The young lady originally wanted to deliver it herself, but Caiyu and I didn't let her. If she had known I would spill it, Caiyu should have come."
Fu Ciyi suddenly didn't want to say what was on the tip of his tongue.
After finishing his meal soon, he washed his hands because of the juice that spilled out from the bottom of the bowl.
"It's getting dark, be careful on your way back."
Li Xinheng asked, "Don't worry, sir. I'm a big guy and I'm skilled in fighting. I'll be safe when I get back."
Fu Ciyi was speechless.
He was telling her to go back and be careful.
Forget it, I won’t say anymore.
He lifted his robe and sat back at his desk, continuing to review his lessons.
Li Xinheng packed up the lunch box and casually added, "Young lady, you've been very busy lately, harvesting winter wheat. I thought you had a field day off, so I wanted to invite you home, but you said you couldn't disturb me while you were preparing for the exam. Don't blame me for being nosy, young lady, with you taking care of the household, you must get into high school."
"Yeah." Fu Ciyi nodded.
"Then I'm leaving."
"good."
Li Xinheng took the lunch box out, walked two steps, and then returned: "Young Master, stay at the academy and don't worry about your family."
Fu Ciyi's brows moved slightly.
Well, I came to tell him that he has been living in the school for three months.
By the time Li Xinheng returned to the restaurant and drove Yan Funing and Caiyu back to the village, it was already dark.
Wan Niang was getting anxious waiting, so she sent Fu Beimo and Meng Li to wait at the village entrance, while she herself waited at the courtyard gate with Fu Nan Yao's support.
The two young men saw the carriage enter the village and excitedly waved and shouted, "Sister-in-law, sister-in-law."
Yan Funing called them to get on the carriage, and it continued to move forward.
It didn't take long before we arrived home.
Wan Niang heard the noise and hurriedly asked, "Is Fu Ning back?"
"Mother, I'm back." Yan Funing got out of the car and held her mother-in-law's arm. "I was busy at the restaurant a little late today. I made you worried."
Wan Niang patted the back of her hand: "I'm glad you're back, I'm glad you're back. The food is ready and we're waiting for you."
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The crescent moon is like a hook, and the sky is dotted with stars.
The convoy stopped at an inn on the official road several hundred kilometers away from Beijing.
Everyone on the car got off and entered the posthouse one after another.
Several postmen stepped forward to stop them.
The postmaster strode over and shouted, "Who are you? Do you know that the posthouse is not for ordinary people to stay in?"
The mysterious man coughed twice and slowly took out a gold token.
A postman held up a lantern, and the postmaster stepped forward to take a closer look.
Everyone immediately became cautious and hurriedly bowed, "We were unaware of your arrival. Please forgive us!"
The man coughed twice and said, "It's okay."
"Thank you very much!"
Elder Ding warned, "My young master is staying here tonight, please don't spread the word."
The postmaster and the postman Meng nodded in agreement and hurried to arrange the guest rooms and prepare dinner.
When no one else was around, a postman asked the postmaster, "Who is your background, sir?"
The postmaster shook his head: "I don't know where it comes from either."
"Then you still call him noble?"
"The token is engraved with the emperor's surname. Anyone who can obtain this token must be either a royal relative or a relative of the emperor!"
Hearing this, the postman became more cautious in his work.
At night, Ying Qi caught up and entered the inn.
Before he even had his meal, he went to his master and reported, "Sir, I have found out Miss Fu Ning's birthday."
"Tell me now."
"Her birthday is on the eighth day of the twelfth lunar month."
"Oh, only two days away from Yan'er."
"I also found out that Miss Fu Ning has given herself a new surname."
Ying Qi reported it and took out a piece of paper with the word "Yan" written on it in red from his pocket and presented it to him.
The man's eyes fell on the paper: "Surname Yan? What a coincidence?"
Ying Qi nodded: "Indeed, it is the same last name as Miss Yan'er."
The man picked up the paper and looked at the words on it carefully.
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