I don't know why, but Zhao Letong just doesn't like this woman, no matter how kind and innocent the books say she is, like a Bodhisattva, helping everyone equally. That's why so many men are crazy about her, crazy about her, and bang their heads against the wall for her.
Perhaps because her own nephew was also a victim and became a stepping stone for the male protagonist's rise, his entire family was executed, and she, the little aunt who only appeared a few times, was also killed.
The heroine even bought a cemetery to collect the bodies of the people in the general's mansion and buried them properly. She didn't even think about whether she would be implicated. She was really too kind.
However, Zhao Letong felt that this woman was too good at pretending. If she hadn't been having an affair with her two nephews, would the male protagonist have been so jealous that he killed the entire general's family?
Military generals are easily feared by the emperor and are also schemed against by the male protagonist. Poor Zhao Biao started from scratch and made countless achievements, but a great general died miserably because of internal strife.
This time, Zhao Letong will not let the Zhao family be implicated by the heroine and suffer a tragic ending.
[Fifth nephew, I'm going to the bathroom, please wait for me here.]
This Zhao Youning couldn't accompany him, "Okay, my aunt, be careful, man, take my aunt to the bathroom."
"Okay, I will take good care of the young lady."
The waiter showed him the way, and Zhao Letong went to the bathroom, but quickly took advantage of no one paying attention and went upstairs, and found the innermost room, which was where the owner of the restaurant lived.
The door was not locked. She pushed it open a crack and looked up to see a pair of dark, bright eyes. What a handsome young man.
With her black hair cascading down behind her and her lazy white linen clothes, she exudes an aloof, aloof and arrogant temperament.
"Where did the little girl come from? Is she lost?"
Zhao Letong nodded, ran in with a thud, looked at him with big eyes, "Hello, brother."
She tried hard to train herself to speak as clearly as possible. When she got closer to the man, she felt a chill and couldn't help but frown. This man was sick.
This is not an insult, it is a real illness, and it is a very serious cold that cannot be cured by medicine.
Just as the man was about to ask someone to take her away, he suddenly felt a warm current approaching him, making his whole body comfortable, as if he was next to a warm stove. The thought of sending her away was suppressed.
"Whose child are you? Why are you here?"
Zhao Letong tilted her head, saying nothing. She held his hand with her small hand, and the cold touch made her shiver subconsciously. The man was about to take his hand back, but Zhao Letong circulated her spiritual energy, dispelling the coldness. The warmth in her palm made him reluctant to let go.
"you……"
"My brother is sick."
The man's heart was in turmoil. "Yes, if I'm sick, won't it hurt you?"
Zhao Letong shook his head, "No."
She doesn't have much spiritual energy yet, so she can only help him control it. When she grows up and has enough spiritual energy, she will definitely be able to cure it.
"That's good. I'll get you whatever you want to eat."
"I'm full. No need. I'm Zhao Letong, Tongtong."
It is impossible to do good deeds without leaving a name. She wants the man to know her identity so that she can't save people in vain.
People who practice spiritual cultivation pay attention to cause and effect. They will not give without reason, nor will they ask for without reason.
"Tongtong, that sounds nice. My name is Ye Heqi."
"Brother Ye."
Zhao Letong tried her best to smile harmlessly, innocently and cutely, playing her true self. She is just three and a half years old, and it is quite funny even without pretending to be deep.
"Tongtong."
"Brother Ye."
The two of them suddenly laughed together. This conversation was a bit silly.
Feeling that the coldness in Ye Heqi's body had subsided, Zhao Letong withdrew, consumed his spiritual power, and ate some snacks to replenish it.
Well, as expected of a restaurant, the dim sum tastes good.
There was a knock on the door, and the shopkeeper, having received permission, came in and asked, "The kitchen has cooked a few new dishes. Master, please try them. If they work, we'll add them to our restaurant menu."
"Bring it here, Tongtong, try it first."
Zhao Letong smiled a little wickedly, then I won’t be polite.
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