Although with Xiao Yan's status, if he wanted to eat for free, there would be many people in Yunyang City crying and begging him to eat, but today no one knew his identity and he was dressed in ordinary clothes, so this bowl of noodle soup was earned by him with his personal charm.
To be honest, the noodle soup was not very delicious. Although the portion was large, the taste was average. However, Xiao Yan was really hungry, so he still ate it with relish. What's more, the girl was sitting not far away under the kerosene lamp, settling accounts. The silhouette of her profile was warm and beautiful.
After Xiao Yan finished a bowl of noodle soup, he felt warm both physically and mentally. He stood up and quietly walked behind the girl, stretching his neck to look at her account book.
The girl frowned and looked back at him.
Xiao Yan tried hard to make his smile look handsome and charming, but unfortunately he was only fifteen years old at the time and still very green. There was a chopped green onion on the corner of his mouth, and he looked very stupid: "Can you read?"
After asking, he realized that what the girl wrote in the account book was not words, but symbols that he could not understand.
Without a doubt, he earned another roll of the eyes from the girl: "So what if you can't read? You can still have a meal!"
Xiao Yan nodded quickly: "Young lady, you are right. What I hate most are those bookworms who have become stupid because of studying. They cry, make a fuss, and even threaten to hang themselves at the slightest provocation. They have no manly demeanor at all."
The girl scoffed, "That's what even an idiot would say."
Just as Xiao Yan was about to argue, someone from the inner room called out "Alian" and the girl replied, "I'll be right there."
Xiao Yan said frivolously: "So your name is A Lian, what a nice name."
The girl glanced at him and asked casually, "What's your name?"
Xiao Yan said, "My name is A Yan."
The girl glanced at him, then stood up and went back inside, saying, "We're closing up shop, so hurry up and leave."
Sure enough, not long after A Lian went in, a middle-aged couple came out to clean up the tables and chairs. Xiao Yan waited for a while, and seeing that A Lian had no intention of coming out again, he left with his nose touched.
After coming out of Xifeng Street, Xiao Yan thought that his father might have forgotten about dealing with him, so he sneaked back to the Yanbei Palace.
Unexpectedly, his father was in a bad mood today. He was always thinking about him. When he finally found his own courtyard, his father's four guards were standing in the dark courtyard waiting for him.
This time it was not so easy for Xiao Yan to escape, so in the end he still howled like a ghost while being beaten with fifty military sticks.
Xiao Yan had originally planned to go to A-Lian's noodle shop the next day, but unfortunately, his butt was injured. Even if he had a body of iron, he couldn't get up.
On the third day that Xiao Yan had been lying in bed, his cousin came to see her.
After hearing this, Xiao Yan curled his lips and said to his attendants, "He said he was asleep and had no time."
Xiao Yan had two cousins. Both were nieces from his biological mother, Concubine Yun's family. However, the one who came today was the one called Yun Chuxue, meaning "first snow bleeding." Xiao Yan disliked the name because it sounded unpleasant, especially today when he heard it, his buttocks ached.
Xiao Yan disliked his two cousins since childhood, especially Yun Chuxue, who was very boring and insidious.
When she was young, Xiao Yan pulled her braids. The little liar refused to cry, only staring at him with her dark eyes, which made Xiao Yan feel guilty and let go. But for some reason, every time he bullied Yun Chuxue, he would be in trouble. He would be punished by writing large characters for no apparent reason or sent to the military camp for training. Xiao Yan suspected that Yun Chuxue was secretly reporting him, although he had never found any solid evidence in all these years.
Last month, Xiao Yan overheard his father and mother talking about arranging a marriage for him and Yun Chuxue. This news was a bolt from the blue for Xiao Yan.
Although Xiao Yan was the eldest grandson of the Yanbei Palace and had a noble status, he did not even have a maid until he was fifteen years old. Although the elders arranged two beautiful maids who were slightly older in age for his room, he understood the meaning, but he did not move.
It's not that Xiao Yan is so simple-minded and self-disciplined. When it was late at night and everyone was asleep, the young boy also fantasized about young girls in his bed. However, Xiao Yan had a secret that he was too embarrassed to talk about.
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