Xiao Ling shook his head.
Shen Yuan: "The braised meat in the pot is still hot. Shall I make you a bowl of braised meat noodles?"
Xiao Ling nodded. He's fine with anything; he's not picky.
So Shen Yuan turned around and went back to the kitchen, started boiling water, and cooked noodles for Xiao Ling.
Xiao Ling followed behind her and helped chop several bundles of firewood for cooking.
A bowl of noodles was cooked quickly.
Xiao Ling frowned in confusion when he saw Shen Yuan scoop all the noodles from the pot into his hands.
Shen Yuan explained, "I ate all afternoon, I'm not hungry!"
Xiao Ling paused in her action of holding the bowl.
So, this bowl of braised pork noodles was cooked just for him?
He thought Shen Yuan hadn't eaten either, which is why he didn't stop her from cooking noodles.
Shen Yuan saw through Xiao Ling's thoughts, nodded, and said, "Eat quickly!"
Xiao Ling sat at the table eating noodles, while Shen Yuan leaned against the door, quietly waiting for him to finish.
The charcoal fire under the stove emitted a faint glow, and the kitchen was dimly lit by only one candle.
Shen Yuan had been staring at the moon outside the door, but after a while she got bored and turned her gaze back inside the house.
Xiao Ling ate his noodles with his head down, his movements unhurried and slow. The candlelight shone on him, adding a touch of warmth to his aura, making him look like a gentle and refined nobleman.
It's completely different from when he killed people.
Shen Yuan still vividly remembered the scene at Zuichunlou where Xiao Ling shot an arrow through Young Master Li's heart. Although she couldn't see him at the time, she could feel the fierce killing intent emanating from him.
When Shen Yuan first found Xiao Ling, she suspected he was an assassin.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have been stabbed more than a dozen times and fallen off the cliff.
Only those who lick blood from the edge of a knife will be hunted down.
But later, he gave her a gold medal, came to the pharmacy to work for her for free, and helped her save Liu's child, the girl from Zuichunlou, and the villagers of Chujia Village.
Shen Yuan then realized that her initial guess was wrong. An assassin's heart wouldn't be so warm. Xiao Ling should be a noble young master with a simple heart and a noble status.
Perhaps his status was too prestigious, which made him an eyesore and attracted the pursuit.
Seeing that Xiao Ling had almost finished eating, Shen Yuan casually asked, "Didn't you go to Jiang Yuchen's house?"
Although it was a question, Shen Yuan's tone carried a certain certainty.
When Xiao Ling said he was going out, Shen Yuan guessed that he was probably going to Jiang Yuchen's house.
After all, Jiang Yuchen is Xiao Ling's cousin, his mother is Xiao Ling's aunt, and his maternal grandparents are also Xiao Ling's maternal grandmothers.
Therefore, Shen Yuan believed that Xiao Ling came to Jinling with her to visit Jiang Yuchen's aunt and maternal grandfather.
But Xiao Ling came back on an empty stomach, and Shen Yuan felt that she had misunderstood.
If Xiao Ling went to Jiang Yuchen's house, surely the Jiang family wouldn't refuse to give her a meal?
Xiao Ling had just finished eating, put down his chopsticks, and nodded.
This confirmed Shen Yuan's conjecture.
Shen Yuan asked, "Where have you been? Why haven't you eaten yet, it's so late?"
Upon hearing this, Xiao Ling dipped his chopsticks in some water and wrote three characters on the table.
[Going to visit the graves.]
Visiting a grave?
Shen Yuan was stunned. She opened her mouth, but suddenly didn't know what to say.
She suddenly remembered that Xiao Ling and Xiao Jinmeng's mother was dead.
So, Xiao Ling came to Jinling with her this time to pay respects to his mother?
Shen Yuan said gently, "Now that you've found Tian Tian, your mother should be very happy."
Xiao Ling looked up at Shen Yuan and saw a rare tenderness in her eyes, so he couldn't help but smile.
He nodded.
He did indeed go to pay respects to his mother and tell her that he had found his sister.
But the only place he could worship was a cenotaph.
Upon learning that Xiao Ling had indeed gone to pay respects to his mother, Shen Yuan was filled with a myriad of thoughts.
Shen Yuan had heard some things about Jiang Yuchen in Jinling City. She heard that Jiang Yuchen's maternal grandmother had three daughters. One daughter was selected to enter the palace, one daughter married a wealthy merchant in Jinling, and there were no rumors about the other daughter. She had never heard anyone mention her.
Shen Yuan didn't know who Xiao Ling's mother was, but she had a vague guess in her heart.
This conjecture is completely different from the information she knew in her previous life.
Shen Yuan thought that there must have been some things she didn't know in her previous life!
Seeing Xiao Ling carrying the bowl towards the sink, Shen Yuan suddenly asked, "Xiao Ling, your surname... shouldn't be a royal surname, right?"
Xiao Ling paused.
After a while, he turned to look at Shen Yuan.
The two were some distance apart, and the candlelight flickered across Xiao Ling's profile as he looked at Shen Yuan with a cryptic expression, his dark pupils incredibly deep.
Shen Yuan couldn't figure out what he was thinking.
After a long while, Xiao Ling shook his head.
Relieved by this answer, Shen Yuan said, "I'll go upstairs first! After you finish washing the dishes, go upstairs to sleep! The bedroom on the east side of the third floor is still empty!"
After saying that, Shen Yuan turned and went upstairs.
She didn't sleep well on horseback last night, and after a busy day at the shop today, Shen Yuan was exhausted and drowsy.
So she didn't wait for Xiao Ling and went upstairs by herself.
After Shen Yuan left, Xiao Ling stood in front of the basin, silently holding the bowl in his hands like a statue.
The candlelight cast a long, thin shadow of him, making him look somewhat forlorn.
In fact, he could sense that Shen Yuan was very sensitive to the word "Xiao".
After all, when Shen Yuan had just rescued him on the southern slope of the mountain, she heard that his surname was Xiao, and she almost kicked him back into the valley after he had finally climbed up from the valley.
He did lie to her back then.
But now he has no intention of lying to her.
He decided to stay in Jian'an with Xiao Jinmeng and live as an ordinary citizen of the Great Yan Dynasty. He was willing to give up his surname and his identity.
But for some reason, he still felt a little flustered, feeling that he shouldn't have denied it so easily.
Shen Yuan slept relatively well that night. The next day, she got up with Haitang and the others, and after washing up, she got busy in the shop.
Today is the first day we are open to the public.
Shen Yuan was actually a little nervous, but in order not to let Haitang and the others see her nervousness and make them nervous too, Shen Yuan kept a straight face and pretended not to be nervous at all.
But this makes it look even more tense.
"Oh my god! I've finally made it!"
At the end of the 9-11 PM, as Shen Yuan was preparing to set off firecrackers, Jiang Yuchen suddenly stepped into the Flower Garden Restaurant.
He looked at Shen Yuan, panting, "Yuan... Sister Yuan! I'm back! How about it, aren't you touched?"
Shen Yuan was somewhat surprised to see Jiang Yuchen. Shui Xian had told her just yesterday that even at the fastest speed, Jiang Yuchen wouldn't arrive until tonight or tomorrow.
But he's rushing back to Jinling now!
He was in such a hurry, not even caring about getting carsick, just to support her?
Shen Yuan stepped forward and helped Jiang Yuchen up. "Yes, I'm quite touched."
Jiang Yuchen pouted, "Why does it sound like you're talking to a child?"
Shen Yuan raised an eyebrow. "You call me 'sister,' so I have to treat you, my little brother, a little better?"
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