The ghost-faced demon hurriedly reminded him, "Sir, the lady must have gone to bed by now."
Yelu Moyan paused, thinking of Wu Qingchen's suffocatingly strict schedule, then turned to look at the exceptionally bright and cold moon outside the window. He was like a large loyal dog that was wagging its tail for fun but was suddenly hit with a stick, and its tail drooped dejectedly.
The upturned corners of his mouth also drooped.
Yelu Moyan shrugged his head and walked slowly towards the warm bed. He threw himself on it like a sandbag, then curled up into a ball with his long legs.
The maidservant beside him quickly wrapped him in a furry blanket without his instructions.
It was wrapped from the toes to the base of the neck, leaving only the head and face exposed.
Yelu Moran buried himself in the blanket. His skin, which had not seen the sun and moon for many years, was as white as snow. His two rows of long eyelashes trembled like butterfly wings. No one who saw his resentful and lost look could associate him with the huge monster that disturbed the world.
At this time, Yelu Moyan had no sharp claws. He was just a little puppy abandoned by his owner on the roadside, unable to find his home. He was panicked, confused, helpless, sad... and eventually all of it turned into a gloomy and terrifying aura.
The maidservant was terrified and kept blinking at the evil demon with a ghost face.
The maid's eyes were almost cramping from blinking, and the evil demon with a ghost face finally dug out another "key point" and quickly presented it to Yelu Moyan like a treasure.
"Your Excellency, before I came here, I heard from the people in Madam's kitchen that Madam wanted to eat shrimp wontons tomorrow, but the kitchen is out of shrimp!"
What should I do if the city lord is depressed?
Simple, bring the city lord’s wife up quickly!
The City Lord’s wife is the perfect medicine to cure their City Lord’s depression!
As expected, when he heard that Wu Qingchen wanted to eat shrimp wontons, but there were no shrimps in the kitchen, Yelu Moyan immediately ignored his depression and jumped up and said, "I'll make it right away!"
The reason why he had to do it personally was because the shrimps used to make wontons came from Yunjian Town.
Yunjian Town is at the foot of Wuji Sect Mountain.
The largest sect in the world of cultivation is surrounded by fairy mist within a radius of 100 miles. These fairy mists are indispensable spiritual energy for cultivators in the process of cultivation, but they are deadly arsenic for evil spirits, and they dare not get close to them.
Only Yelu Moyan, relying on his profound cultivation, would act like a madman and fearlessly snatch food from the tiger's mouth.
But every time I come back, I am covered in wounds.
This time was no exception. When Yelu suddenly appeared in the kitchen with a bucket of lively shrimps, the cook who had gotten up early to prepare the meal turned her head and was confronted with a deathly face as pale as snow. The cook screamed "Ah!" in fear and almost chopped off her toes with the kitchen knife in her hand.
Fortunately, Yelu Moyan was quick-witted and swift-handed. He blew a gust of wind and smashed the kitchen knife into powder, saving the cook's foot. Another gust of wind picked up a radish on the chopping board and stuffed it into the cook's mouth, blocking her screams.
The two actions were performed simultaneously, quickly and swiftly, completely blocking out the cook's screams.
After doing all this, Yelu Moran walked backwards out of the kitchen, turned his head to look to the right side of the kitchen, and saw that there was no light on in Wu Qingchen's small building. He breathed a sigh of relief, then walked into the kitchen and looked at the cook with a cold expression.
Not a word.
The cook finally realized who the person was and thought about how she almost screamed. She was immediately frightened out of her wits. The level of fear in her heart was even more intense than when she turned her head and saw the dead face floating behind her.
The lady likes the smell of fireworks, so the kitchen is very close to her residence. If she had shouted just now, she would definitely have woken the lady up.
She dared to wake up the lady and disturb her sweet dream. Even if she had ten heads, they would not be enough to chop off!
The more the cook thought about it, the more frightened she became. She trembled all over, her legs gave way, and she fell to the ground. Yelu Moyan glanced at her and said coldly, "Today, for Madam's sake, I will spare your life. If you dare to do it again, I will chop off your head... What are you still kneeling there for? Hurry and get up to prepare breakfast for Madam."
He dumped a bucket of lively shrimps on the ground, and amid the splashing water, Yelu Moyan's cold and threatening voice rang out: "Do it well. If you don't do it well, and my wife is not happy with the meal, I will chop off your head."
The cook, who had nearly had her head chopped off twice in a short while, wished she could chop off her own head to end her suffering. She was so frightened that she pressed her forehead to the ground and remained silent.
Not until the suffocating feeling in her throat subsided did the cook dare to raise her head. She looked at the string of bloody red footprints on the ground, and her whole body became limp.
When the white moon in the sky turned into a red sun, Shen Qiqi and Xie Beiming, the young couple who had eloped, were invited to the dining room. Wu Qingchen, the host, personally accompanied them and said to them in a gentle voice, "Miss Huo Lian, Master Da Zhuang, I'm sorry to bother you to dine with me today."
Miss Huo Lian and Master Da Zhuang looked at each other. Miss Huo Lian looked at the gentle and jade-like master in front of her, and thought that the man in front of her was her master's great-grandmaster and also her master's sweetheart. For a moment, she had a complicated expression and didn't know what to say.
Just then the maid came up with a tray of food.
Wu Qingchen glanced at the plate and saw the plump wontons in the jade bowl. He said in surprise, "Hey, didn't they say the kitchen was out of fresh shrimp?"
The maid had been waiting for him to ask this question. Upon hearing this, she quickly explained to Yelu Moyan, "It was originally used up, but the city lord heard that his wife wanted to eat shrimp wontons, so he went to Yunjian Town overnight... The cook said that when the city lord returned, he was covered in blood and his face was frighteningly pale..."
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