Chapter 366: Do I think I am worthy enough to compete with the prince for someone?
"Your Highness, I..." The words of explanation came to her lips, but Song Yanxi didn't know what to say.
To be honest, it's a bit embarrassing to be caught talking about someone behind their back.
But besides being embarrassed, I feel more heartbroken.
He has sacrificed his life and blood for Da'an over the years, and has paid so much that he even lost his legs and almost became a real disabled person.
He silently swallowed all the hardships and sorrows and never complained to anyone.
But those who live under his protection and can sit firmly in the temple not only have no gratitude at all, but are even afraid that his existence will block their way.
They didn't even think about the fact that if he really wanted to, could their shameful and secretive methods help them to defeat him?
It's a joke!
Seeing the heartache and anger in Song Yanxi's eyes, Mo Jinchuan curled his lips and asked, "It's still early, why don't we go for a walk nearby?"
Song Yanxi felt a tightness in her chest and agreed immediately.
It was only when she turned around that she noticed that Cheng Duan, who was supposed to be standing next to her, was talking to Luo Yidao, which was contrary to his usual behavior.
They were both straightforward people, and would often start fighting while talking, and then make up after a fight, so she didn't think much of it.
If Song Yanxi had looked more carefully when she turned around, she would have discovered that there was something very wrong with the way the two men looked at them.
That smile was ambiguous, and there was no trace of innocence in it.
Looking at the two people's backs as they left, Luo Yidao asked, "When do you think these two will be able to achieve enlightenment?"
Cheng Duan said: "Soon."
He paused, then added, "If I were a prince, I would marry the princess home within three months to avoid any further complications."
Luo Yidao raised his eyebrows, "Why, do you still have any thoughts about my sister?"
He looked Cheng Duan up and down, and said politely: "Take my advice, you two are not suitable."
"Get out of my way!"
Cheng Duan was so angry that he stabbed and kicked Luo, saying disdainfully, "Do you think I'm worthy enough to compete with the prince for someone?"
He pulled out a purse embroidered with a pair of mandarin ducks and said proudly, "I have a fiancée."
Luo Yidao was laughing, but upon hearing this, he immediately retracted his bared teeth and said nonchalantly, "What's the point of getting a wife? Women are so troublesome. I wouldn't even want one if it was given to me for free."
Cheng Duan: "Okay, you're brave. I'll remember this."
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After what had just happened, people in the city were in a panic and most of the street vendors closed their stalls and went home to avoid the disaster.
On the street that was once filled with the festive atmosphere of the New Year, only two scattered food shops were still open.
The noodle vendor was about to pack up, but when he saw Mo Jinchuan and Song Yanxi coming over, he smiled and asked, "What would you like to eat?"
"Pick what you are good at."
"Alright! Add 300g of noodles, some vegetable oil, and an egg. I guarantee you'll enjoy the delicious taste!"
As the vendor spoke, he deftly lifted the lid of the pot and put a handful of noodles that had been pulled earlier into it.
While waiting for the noodles to be cooked, he was not idle. He beat two eggs by the pot and scooped a spoonful of lard into each bowl.
Noticing Song Yanxi's look, the vendor explained with a smile, "This is animal fat, but it's a good thing. Normally, I only eat a bite of it during festivals and holidays.
Don’t be fooled by its appearance that it’s hard to cut, it tastes so delicious that you’ll never forget it even after eating it for half a year.”
As he spoke, he swallowed subconsciously and said, "You two are in for a treat. If you want to eat this again in a few days, you'll probably have to wait until the Chinese New Year."
As soon as he finished speaking, the water started to boil.
The vendor hurriedly grabbed a handful of vegetable leaves and threw them into the pot. After boiling them twice, he took them out and put them in a bowl for later use. He then used a spoonful of soup to pour into the bowl.
The meat oil melts when heated, and the fragrance spreads instantly.
A mother and daughter happened to pass by the stall. The little girl was instantly attracted by the aroma and tugged at her mother's sleeve, saying, "Mom, I'm hungry."
The little girl's mother turned her head to look at the noodle stall, touched the copper coins on her waist and asked, "Boss, how much is a small bowl of vegetarian noodles?"
"Sumian Yiwen."
"Do you want to add animal fat?"
The vendor was startled and said with a smile, "Sister-in-law, you're joking. Vegetarian noodles are just vegetarian noodles. How can they be made with animal oil?"
The girl's mother hesitated and asked again, "How much is the noodles with animal oil?"
"A bowl of three cents."
The vendor glanced at the little girl, who was barely taller than her mother's thigh, and said, "It's New Year's Eve, and it's not easy for you to take care of a child. I'll give you an extra egg for free."
As the vendor spoke, he took an egg and was about to crack it against the edge of the pot.
The little girl's mother hurriedly stopped her, saying, "Sorry, don't bother, we don't want to eat anymore."
As if he had expected this, the vendor was disappointed but not angry. He just sighed and carefully put the eggs back into the basket.
The little girl was also sensible. She saw the embarrassment on her mother's face. She covered her belly with one hand and comforted herself: "Good belly, don't cry. Little Bean Sprout is not hungry."
Hearing this, the mother beside her suddenly had tears in her eyes and said guiltily: "Be good, Ya'er. I'll go home and cook noodles for you."
Little Bean Sprout nodded hurriedly and said happily, "Mother is so kind."
Looking at the little girl who said she was going home to eat noodles but kept looking at her expressionless face, Song Yanxi suddenly stood up and said, "Boss, we don't want our noodles anymore."
The vendor turned around abruptly, suddenly anxious, "The noodles are already cooked, how can you just say you don't want them?"
He thought he had done something wrong and hurriedly explained, "Sir, if you are not satisfied with anything, please tell me. If that doesn't work, I will give you an extra egg.
This noodle is about to be served, if you don’t want it, who am I going to sell it to?”
When he was about to cry, he saw Mo Jinchuan took out a piece of silver from his purse and put it on the table, asking: "Is that enough?"
The vendor immediately regained his smile and said hurriedly, "That's enough!"
He asked tentatively, "This side of yours?"
Mo Jinchuan: "I don't want to eat anymore."
As he spoke, his eyes fell on the mother and daughter who were slowly walking away. The peddler immediately understood what was going on, took the silver and hurriedly chased after them.
When they heard that the noodles were free, the mother and daughter became very wary and kept saying no.
But when they heard the vendor say that the two bowls of noodles were given by the kind-hearted person who just sat there and that they had to throw them away if they didn't eat them, the mother and daughter looked at each other, hesitated for a long time, and finally agreed.
When they returned to the noodle stall, Mo Jinchuan and Song Yanxi were no longer by the table.
The vendor scooped up some noodles while smiling and saying, "Those two living Bodhisattvas gave a lot of money. You two can eat as much as you want today!"
Little Bean Sprout's eyes flickered, and he asked timidly, "Can I have an egg to take back to Grandma?"
"Of course, let alone one, the silver they gave me wouldn't be enough for ten of them."
Xiao Douya chuckled, tugged at the woman's sleeve and said, "Mom, I know that beautiful sister."
The woman frowned, "Ya'er, don't talk nonsense. How could we have ever met such a noble person?"
Xiao Douya shook his head and said seriously, "I have seen it."
She said, pointing with her little hand.
The woman looked in the direction of her finger. There was nothing there except a lonely notice board.
Looking at the various portraits posted above, her expression suddenly changed. She quickly covered her daughter's mouth and said, "Ya'er, don't talk nonsense. There was no sister just now."
Yaer blinked, and waited until she let go of her hand before saying, "Mom, it's not my sister, it's a living Bodhisattva."
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