Chapter 127 Su Yuyao Gets into Trouble Again
Su Yuyao rested in Lang Zhi's arms for a while, and her strength recovered a lot, and her appetite also improved.
As soon as the noodles were served, she couldn't wait to pick up the bowl and start slurping them down.
Feihua also stopped thinking and, imitating Su Yuyao, picked up the bowl and slurped up the noodles.
Langzhi sat next to Su Yuyao, watching her eat noodles with loving eyes, as if she had already eaten her fill.
Qingyue carefully instructed Fangchun to keep an eye on Feihua, and also instructed Baier to keep an eye on Su Yuyao.
After everything was done, she finally had a moment to pull Xianming back into the room so they could talk about their sibling relationship.
"Daughter, eat slowly! If you're not full, Grandpa has more here!" Langzhi said with heartache as he watched Su Yuyao wolf down her food.
"Grandpa!" Su Yuyao said, puffing out her cheeks, "It's so strange! After being held and rocked by you for a while, I feel so much better! I not only have energy, but I also have an appetite! I want you to hold and rock me again later!"
"Okay!" Langzhi scooped his noodles into Su Yuyao's bowl. "Daughter, eat more! After you finish eating, Grandpa will let you sway however you want!"
"Mmm!" Su Yuyao smiled as she picked up the bowl of noodles, which was bigger than her face, and began to eat.
Suddenly, she caught sight of a tall, thin figure standing at the gate of the courtyard.
"Huh? Who's that?" Su Yuyao puffed out her cheeks and looked over. He was wearing a dark green robe with tied sleeves, with indifferent eyes and a melancholy expression. He exuded an aura that said, "Keep away, or you'll die."
"What's your name?" Su Yuyao put down her bowl and called out to Longjing.
"Hmm?" Longjing was startled. Seeing Su Yuyao looking at him, he lowered his head and replied, "I am Longjing!"
"Longjing tea? You came with Master Xianming?"
"yes!"
"Do you want noodles?" Su Yuyao asked, holding up her bowl of noodles. "The noodles Your Majesty makes are so delicious!"
Longjing looked at Su Yuyao, unsure how to respond. Ever since he could speak, he had lived a lonely life with Xianming for thousands of years and had never seen such a warm scene in an ordinary family. He felt somewhat at a loss.
Su Yuyao held the bowl of noodles and waited for a while, but still didn't get a reply. "You don't want to eat?"
Langzhi turned around impatiently and shouted at Longjing, "Longjing! Stop dawdling like a woman and come eat right now!"
Longjing paused for a moment, unsure whether Langzhi's attitude meant he was offering her food or not. She declined apologetically, saying, "Thank you, Lord Langzhi, but I don't usually eat these things; I mostly just drink tea with Xianming-jun..."
"It's not like I don't eat much, it's not like I don't eat at all!" Su Yuyao turned to Bai Er and said, "Bai Er, is there any more noodles? Get another bowl for Longjing!"
"Yes, Miss!"
"No, no need..." Longjing seemed a little flustered.
"Don't be shy!" Su Yuyao stood up, took the bowl of noodles and chopsticks from Bai Er's hands, carried them to the courtyard gate, and handed them to Longjing. "Eat up!"
Longjing looked at Su Yuyao with surprise, then awkwardly accepted the bowl of noodles and chopsticks, saying in a low voice, "Thank you, Miss Yao'er!"
"Um?"
As soon as Longjing opened its mouth, a familiar fragrance wafted over. Where had I smelled this scent before?
Ah! The canyon! Su Yuyao stared wide-eyed at the source of the fragrant aroma—Longjing tea!
She stepped forward, stood on tiptoe, and carefully sniffed the chest of the Longjing teapot with the tip of her nose. This was the smell!
The green plant that saved me in the canyon was Longjing tea! Was his rescue purely coincidental or preordained? Was it at the behest of the Immortal Tea Master or was it his own doing?
Longjing held up his bowl of noodles, looking at Su Yuyao pressed against his chest, "Um... Miss Yao'er... maybe... I won't eat..."
“Longjing,” Su Yuyao stared into Longjing’s eyes and asked seriously, “Have we... met somewhere before?”
Longjing was startled. Why would she ask that? Had she discovered something? How did she find out? How much had she discovered?
Seeing the subtle surprise in Longjing's eyes, Su Yuyao became even more certain that the green plant was indeed Longjing!
"I've seen you before! Really?" Su Yuyao tilted her head back and took another step closer.
Longjing used the noodle bowl to cover Su Yuyao's face and gently took a step back.
"Have you seen it before?!" Su Yuyao stood on tiptoe, balanced the bowl of noodles in Longjing's hand on her head, and asked earnestly.
The bowl of noodles in Longjing's hand felt like a hot potato; she wanted to put it down but couldn't, and she wanted to take it away but couldn't...
"Girl! What are you doing?!"
"Huh?" Su Yuyao turned her head and her face suddenly lit up with a peach blossom. "Xuanfeng! You're back!"
Xuan Feng, with an imposing air, led a group of people to the courtyard gate.
"Flying Eagle, you and the others wait here for a moment!" Xuanfeng said, stepping aside.
"Yes, sir!" Flying Eagle replied, bowing slightly and glancing at Su Yuyao.
Su Yuyao pulled her head out from under the bowl of Longjing tea, turned around and buried her head in Xuanfeng's arms, saying coquettishly, "Why did you only come back now?! I was so badly injured, and you didn't even come back to see me! You don't care about me at all!"
Xuanfeng hugged Su Yuyao tighter, gently stroking her slightly thin back. "Girl, I've been so busy these past few days. I just saw Ruixin off..."
"We live so close, you can always come back to see me, no matter how busy you are!" Su Yuyao pouted, twisting her body in Xuan Feng's arms as she said, "You just don't miss me..."
Xuanfeng didn't explain, but just laughed and vigorously rubbed Su Yuyao's head.
Longjing glanced at the untouched noodles, then at Xuanfeng and Su Yuyao, and a strong feeling of fullness rushed to her throat.
He swallowed hard, swallowed the acidic liquid that rose up, and bowed, saying, "Greetings, Lord Xuanfeng!"
Xuanfeng looked at Longjing, nodded slightly, patted Su Yuyao, and said, "Girl, I'll go pay my respects to Immortal Tea Lord first, and then..."
"Alright! I'll take you there!" Before Xuanfeng could finish speaking, Su Yuyao eagerly grabbed his hand and headed towards Qingyue's room. "Your father has been here for ages! He's talking to the Empress in the room!"
“Girl…”
"Your Majesty!" Su Yuyao pushed open Qingyue's door without any ceremony, dragging Xuanfeng into the room. "Xuanfeng wants to pay his respects to his father..."
"Yao'er!"
"Girl!"
"What's wrong?!" Su Yuyao was stopped by Qingyue and Xuanfeng at the same time, while only Xianming looked at Xuanfeng calmly.
"How can you be so rude?!" Qingyue pointed at Su Yuyao's head and scolded her in a low voice, "You go out first!"
"Why?" Su Yuyao held Xuanfeng's hand tightly, reluctant to let go. "He finally came back..."
"Girl, I want to be with Xianmingjun..."
“Immortal Tea Lord?” Su Yuyao interrupted Xuanfeng again, asking in confusion, “Isn’t he your father?”
Xuan Feng slowly glared at Su Yuyao, "You, get out first!"
Su Yuyao looked at Xuan Feng's serious eyes and asked, "Why don't you call me 'Father'?"
Clap clap clap!
"Ah! Ah! Ah! It hurts!"
Su Yuyao, who had been slapped on the buttocks, was grabbed by the collar and thrown out by Xuan Feng.
The door slammed shut.
Just as Su Yuyao was about to get angry, she saw the Longjing well at the courtyard gate, the flying eagle outside the gate, and that group of people.
Although her buttocks were burning with pain, she was too embarrassed to cry and make a scene in front of so many people, so she had no choice but to endure the pain and suppress her anger as she slowly walked toward the stone table.
Fei Hua chewed her noodles, staring blankly at Su Yuyao, seemingly oblivious to Xuan Feng's return.
When Lang Zhi saw Su Yuyao's expression, he knew his precious daughter had been beaten again. He immediately rolled his eyes and shouted angrily, "Did that brat hit you again?! Daughter! Did you get beaten again?!"
"Grandpa! Shut up!" Su Yuyao, her face flushed, walked up to Lang Zhi and angrily looked at the red eyeballs on Lang Zhi's head, saying, "Put your eyeballs back!"
"Daughter! Why did he hit her?!" Lang Zhi continued to shout loudly, completely disregarding Su Yuyao's disheveled state.
Su Yuyao blushed and looked back at the people gathered at the door, then whispered, "Please don't say anymore!"
"Daughter! So many people heard that! You're still protecting that kid?!" Langzhi's red eyes bulged like lanterns, and two more pincers popped out from her shoulders with two loud thuds. "Tell me! How did he beat you up?!"
Pfft!
The people who had gathered at the door to watch the commotion finally couldn't help but chuckle.
Flying Eagle glared sharply at him, "Shut up!"
"What's wrong, Flying Eagle? Aren't you worried about us?"
"Shut up!"
"Don't even think about it! Look how warmly Miss Yao'er was to you just now..."
"Shut up!"
"Lord Xuanfeng cherishes Miss Yao'er so much, he won't give you another chance!"
"Shut up!"
Longjing wasn't interested in Su Yuyao or the rumors about her. He sat on the doorstep with his bowl of noodles in his hand and slurped them down amidst the noise of the crowd.
Su Yuyao glared at the red eyes on Langzhi's head, then looked at the claws baring their teeth in front of her, and listened to the increasingly loud laughter and teasing from the courtyard gate. Finally, she couldn't hold back her anger, raised her little fist, and smashed it hard at Langzhi's eyes, shouting, "Take your eyes and stinky feet back!"
"Ouch!" Langzhi's red eyes were hit squarely by Su Yuyao's fist, and with a few "plop" sounds, the red eyeballs retracted into his head.
Lang Zhi covered her eyes and rested for a while before letting go, then said to Su Yuyao with a smile, "My daughter has a strong grip!"
Su Yuyao glared angrily at Lang Zhi, then her heart skipped a beat. "Grandpa...your...eyes..."
"Grandpa's alright!" Langzhi blinked her bloodshot eyes. "Daughter, if that brat bullies you, tell Grandpa! Grandpa will never let him get away with it!"
“Grandpa…” Su Yuyao’s eyes reddened as she looked at Lang Zhi’s increasingly bruised eyes. “I was wrong… I…”
"Daughter! Don't be afraid!" Lang Zhi cupped Su Yuyao's face in his hands and said with a smile, "Grandpa will risk all his cultivation to protect you!"
*Gurgle!* Qingyue's door opened.
"Immortal Tea Master, please!" Xuanfeng's voice was gentle and reassuring.
"Okay!" Xianming nodded and stepped out of the room with a smile.
Qingyue smiled and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, saying, "That's wonderful! Xuanfeng, with Xianmingjun's help, we don't have to worry about the damaged vegetation not recovering!"
Upon hearing Qingyue's voice, Feihua immediately threw down her bowl and chopsticks, grabbed Fangchun, and ran back to the room as fast as she could.
"Huh?! Feihua! What happened?" Qingyue was startled by Feihua's actions. Feihua wouldn't be so reckless. What's wrong with her?
Xuanfeng looked at Feihua as she closed the door with a puzzled expression. After thinking for a moment, he suddenly looked at Su Yuyao.
"Miss! Let's go!" Bai Er was pulling Su Yuyao towards the house to hide.
Xuanfeng was puzzled, but after looking around, he couldn't find anything wrong until he caught sight of Langzhi's eyes and suddenly understood Feihua and Su Yuyao's panic.
That brat! It must have been her doing again!
"Longjing?" Xianming looked at Longjing, who was sitting on the doorstep drinking noodle soup, in surprise. "You're actually eating here?!"
Longjing hurriedly stood up, awkwardly wiping his mouth with his sleeve, "Xianmingjun, I..."
"What's wrong with that? If you like it, I'll make more!" Qingyue smiled and took the bowl from Longjing's hand. "Longjing, there aren't any rules here, so don't be shy! It's just that Yao'er is a bit naughty and willful, so please be more accommodating!"
Qingyue smiled and turned around, searching for Su Yuyao. Her eyes swept over Langzhi, and suddenly her expression changed, her voice becoming sharp, "Langzhi?! What happened to your eyes?!"
"Huh?" Langzhi hurriedly covered her eyes. "It's nothing! Don't make a fuss!"
Qingyue raised her eyes and looked towards Su Yuyao's room, where she saw Bai Er frantically closing the window.
"Su Yuyao! You little brat! What did you do?!" Qingyue angrily threw the bowl into Longjing's arms, rolled up her sleeves, and stormed towards Su Yuyao's room. "Get out here! You've gone too far!"
Langzhi hugged the furious Qingyue tightly, "Tuanyue! Don't be impulsive! It was my own carelessness..."
Qingyue raised her hand and slapped Langzhi hard across the face. "Langzhi! If you don't want to go blind in that eye, get out of my way!"
Lang Zhi used both arms to lift Qing Yue onto his shoulders and shouted at Xuan Feng, "You brat! What are you standing there for?!"
Xuanfeng originally wanted Qingyue to teach Su Yuyao a lesson, so he didn't want to get involved. However, Langzhi's fatherly love was so excessive that it had reached the point of being unable to distinguish right from wrong and being unreasonable.
"Lord Langzhi! The girl has done something wrong and should be punished! You can't spoil her like this!"
"Punish you*!" Lang Zhi gritted his teeth in anger, enduring Qing Yue's punches and kicks, and shouted, "You're punishing me again!"
Xuanfeng looked at Langzhi, who was unable to lift his head after being beaten by Qingyue, and sighed, "Lady Langzhi! Even if you spoil the girl, there should be a limit..."
Thump!
Su Yuyao's door suddenly opened, and Su Yuyao, carrying a small bundle on her back and pulling Bai Er along, rushed out in a hurry and panic, shouting at the crowd blocking the door, "Make way! Make way now!"
Amidst everyone's astonished gazes, the two children burst out of the courtyard gate and rushed towards the Vermilion Bird Hall...
"You little brat! Stop right there!" Qingyue, who was hanging on Langzhi's shoulder, shouted angrily, "I'll break your legs..."
Apart from Xuanfeng, everyone was too shocked to utter a sound. Is this... still the aloof and beautiful Lady Qingyue?
"Miss...Miss..." Bai Er ran out breathlessly, "Her Majesty seems very angry..."
"It's not just a feeling!" Su Yuyao didn't dare to linger for a moment. "Her Majesty is furious!"
"Miss...you too! Why did you hit Lord Langzhi?!" Bai Er complained.
Su Yuyao stopped and looked down at the city wall. Xuanfeng was leading Xianming and his group of people slowly into the palace gate, while Qingyue did not seem to have followed.
She finally relaxed, breathed a sigh of relief, wiped the cold sweat from her body, and said, "How was I supposed to know that Grandpa Langzhi's eyes were so easily injured?"
"What do we do now?" Bai Er asked worriedly.
"What should we do?" Su Yuyao pulled Bai Er into the territory of the Vermilion Bird Palace. "Let's find a place to stay first!"
"Oh! Miss Yao'er!" Bi Rong looked at Su Yuyao happily, "What brings you here? Have you recovered?"
"Bi Rong! Which stone house is Yu Qing in?" Su Yuyao didn't have time for pleasantries with Bi Rong and asked directly.
"Huh? You're looking for Yuqing?" Bi Rong was quite surprised as he pointed out the way to Su Yuyao.
Su Yuyao didn't have time to thank him before pulling Bai Er away.
"Miss Yao'er! Call me next time before you light the fire! I want to learn from you!" Bi Rong called out to Su Yuyao as she walked away.
"Miss! Why are we going to Yuqing's place?" Bai Er asked somewhat reluctantly.
"Right now, Yu Qing's place is the safest! If I stay with Xuan Feng, I'll definitely get a beating because of this! If I stay with Yu Qing, Xuan Feng will be more cautious!"
Su Yuyao looked at a small stone house not far away and called out to the gatekeeper, "Is this Yuqing's house?"
"Miss Yao'er?" The auntie at the gate turned around and exclaimed in surprise.
"Huh?" Su Yuyao looked at the familiar aunt in front of her. "Ah! Aunt Hu! You're here too?"
It turns out to be Hu Lingli, whom I met on the gentle slope before!
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