Lu Yizhan stood up helplessly on his knees and took the task with a smile: "I know, I'll go out to buy some food. What do you want to eat?"

"I want to eat yellow throat!" Mu Sicheng was the first to raise his hand actively, "And tripe!"

"I don't know if there's anything fresh at this time." Lu Yizhan took out some paper money and wrote it down, then looked up at Georgia and Armand, "You two are the guests, you two order first, do you have any food taboos or preferences?"

Georgia shook her head: "I don't refuse to eat anything."

"What is yellow throat?" Armand frowned, "What is tripe?"

Mu Sicheng crossed his arms proudly and said contemptuously, "You have no knowledge. These are the must-order dishes when having hot pot!"

"What are those?" Armand demanded. "You don't look like you know what they are."

Mu Sicheng's expression of contempt froze on his face.

He didn't really know what these things were, he just knew they tasted good.

"The throat is the aorta of the cow. It is cut from the heart of the cow and then turned over and washed repeatedly. Then tear off the blood vessel membrane inside and cut it into sections. Then blanch it for a few seconds and you can eat it. It tastes crunchy and has the crisp feeling of blood vessels." Mu Ke explained with a friendly smile and a gentle tone, "The tripe is the stomach of the cow. Turn it over and wash it three times. There are many tentacles in the layers, which are what the cow uses to digest."

"By the way, we also eat brains, they are delicious."

Armand: “!!!”

What horrible parts are these! The food people here eat is horrible! Is this heresy?

Armand's face turned pale with fright. He pointed at Mu Sicheng and said in horror: "I won't eat anything he eats!"

Mu Sicheng: "..."

I feel inexplicably offended.

Seeing Lu Yizhan leaving, Bai Liu turned his head and looked at Georgia: "Go to the study, let's talk about your soul."

Georgia let out a long sigh, and he stood up and thanked her sincerely, "Thank you."

Seeing Bai Liu and Georgia go to the study, Hei Tao, who had been full of murderous intent before, became calm after seeing Georgia. He did not intervene or stop them from beginning to end. Mu Sicheng walked over to make trouble and poked Hei Tao with his elbow: "Hey, you were so vigilant before, but now you are silent. Aren't you afraid that Bai Liu and Georgia will run away?"

Heitao raised his head and looked at Mu Sicheng, saying calmly: "I won't run away."

Mu Sicheng was very interested: "Why? You were so alert before."

"When Bai Liu talked about him before, I had desire for him." Hei Tao lowered his eyelids and answered seriously, "But after seeing him, I no longer have desire for him."

Mu Sicheng was puzzled: "...What do you mean?"

Liu Jiayi, who had been watching the show silently, couldn't help herself = =.

When talking about Georgia before, Bai Liu's desire was not for Georgia as a person, but for his money. When he saw Georgia in person, he didn't see the money, so of course Bai Liu had no desire.

Hei Tao's perception of Bai Liu is really amazing. Although he doesn't understand it at all, he can just feel that Bai Liu's personal emotions are exposed to Hei Tao.

Liu Jiayi held the cup and drank silently, sighing - if Bai Liu had any second thoughts in the future, Hei Tao would probably find out the moment he stepped through the door.

Tang Erda looked towards the study, and the anger that had just relaxed came back to him.

...I wonder how Bai Liu will negotiate with Georgia.

In the study.

Bai Liu sat on the sofa in front of the bookcase and Georgia sat on a chair. In fact, he was a little repulsed by the slightly dim atmosphere and layout of the study at first - it reminded him of that dream.

But the moment Bai Liu turned sideways and turned on the floor lamp, warm orange light filled the room and Georgia was stunned.

There were two coats on the sofa in the room, one was Heitao's coat and the other was Tang Erda's coat. There were also a few books on the floor that had been opened and not put away, with Mu Ke's handwriting on them. There was a fruit plate on the desk, which was piled with fruit candies, tangerines and melon seeds. Next to it was a half-peeled tangerine and a small pile of melon seed shells. It was obvious that Liu Jiayi and Mu Sicheng had done it.

A bustling and chaotic atmosphere of life overwhelms me.

"I'm sorry, I haven't had time to clean up the study yet." Bai Liu motioned for Georgia to sit down, "Is that okay?"

Georgia completely relaxed. He smiled softly and sat down following Bai Liu's gesture, saying with a nostalgic tone, "It's okay."

"…When I was young, I worked in the third inning with Armand. I had little time and my home was in a mess."

"I was wrong to cheat you out of your soul money by pretending to be your soul buddy." Bai Liu admitted his mistake in a good manner as soon as he sat down. "...If you..."

"Did you lie to me?" Georgia smiled teasingly, which was rare. His eyebrows and eyes softened under the warm yellow light, and the serious and rigid feeling was diluted in such an atmosphere. "Aren't you my soul mate?"

Bai Liu paused, then he smiled: "Indeed."

"Do you have any memory of the time when I traded souls with you?"

"Yeah." Georgia lowered his eyelashes, and he recalled, his tone was very clear, "Although I was indeed angry and even alert at the beginning, I was very afraid that after you possessed my soul, you would use my soul to hurt the people I care about."

"But you've actually been protecting them all along, even better than I have."

Georgia looked up at Bai Liu: "——Whether it's Gu Luolan, Armand, or Mr. Lu Yizhan."

"Goloren really cannot have a crown prince whose soul is controlled by someone else." Georgia said calmly, "But I often wonder, am I really suitable to be the monarch of this country?"

"The path they chose, their innocent aspirations, and the courage they now have to face the world with trepidation, I have already wasted all of it in the past ten years."

"…I went back to Guloren before, and everyone welcomed me with great joy. They hugged me, cried and praised me for doing the right thing. They should not isolate themselves and curl up here to live a life of seclusion. They should face the world and accept all challenges that come their way."

“I should be happy about that.”

Georgia was silent for a long time before she continued softly, "But I just feel fear."

"In the past ten years, the more heresy I experienced and the more tragedies I saw, the more afraid I became. I gradually became like the citizens of Guloren. I wanted to protect them completely and prevent them from facing the dangers of this world."

"Even Armand, standing next to me and fighting with me, makes me uneasy."

"I know this is wrong." Georgia lowered her eyes and looked at her empty palms. "But what kind of rightness can last for a thousand years?"

"Nothing that is right can last for a thousand years." Bai Liu answered calmly, "So why should we pursue something that is right for a thousand years?"

"Humans can only survive for a hundred years, and if they can pursue the truth for ten years, it is already a very remarkable thing."

Georgia was startled.

"As far as I know, there is only one thing that can last for a thousand years—" Bai Liu raised his eyes and said calmly, "—and that is the evil god."

"But his existence is a mistake for everyone."

"It has existed for thousands of years, pursuing a certain correct existence. In other words, perhaps pursuing a certain correct existence for thousands of years will eventually lead to the same extreme as the evil god."

"--Just like if you seek to protect your people from all harm for thousands of years, then this protection will eventually become a kind of harm."

"Just like the old Loren."

Georgia fell silent.

Outside the door came the noisy sound of people returning from selling things at Luyi Station. Bai Liu turned off the lights and stood up to go out: "From my personal point of view, I think you are still very suitable to be the king."

"...Why..." Georgia asked softly in the darkness.

Bai Liu calmly replied: "Because you are a good person with brains."

“Your decisions may not be absolutely correct, but you will try your best to avoid mistakes that hurt people, and that’s enough.”

Lu Yizhan knocked on the door: "Are you done chatting? I'm ready to cook!"

"Okay." Bai Liu opened the door and glanced at Lu Yizhan who was looking around. "The negotiation is done."

Lu Yizhan looked at Georgia who was walking out behind Bai Liu and breathed a sigh of relief: "It's good that the negotiation is over."

Georgia took off her coat and hung it on the hanger, then took the dish from Lu Yizhan very naturally: "I'll help with the cooking."

Lu Yizhan was startled and subconsciously wanted to rush over: "No need, Georgia!"

Georgia looked pale, but he held the bag tightly in his hand, seemingly without exerting any force, but the bag silently moved towards him: "Since I am a guest, there is no reason for the host to do everything by himself."

"...It's a rare opportunity for you to visit us." Lu Yizhan smiled, and his men quietly pulled the bag of vegetables over here. "I've always been the one cooking, and I never asked the guests to help. You just take a good rest and wait to taste my cooking skills."

The vegetable bag was moved back.

Georgia said in a cold tone: "Mr. Lu, I have studied the dishes here seriously, and Armand can testify that my cooking skills are also very good. It's rare for me to be a guest, so why don't you take a day off and taste my cooking skills."

Lu Yizhan laughed and said, "Really? I don't believe it."

"Bai Liu also praised my cooking for its home-cooked taste, and since they are distinguished guests coming from afar, it is unreasonable for me to ask them to cook for me."

The vegetable bag was passed back and forth. Georgia and Lu Yizhan politely fired more than a dozen turbines, and the vegetable bag went back and forth in the middle like a tug-of-war rope, but no one got it.

"Is this the tug of war between top tacticians?" Mu Ke seemed to understand something, his eyes fixed, "They fought for so long without hurting a single vegetable."

Mu Sicheng's eyes widened as he watched. He opened his mouth wide and said, "...What are you doing?"

Liu Jiayi examined it for a while and commented seriously: "... maybe it's cultural exchange."