The story of a thousand-year-old snake spirit falling in love with a cowherd boy is more exciting and exciting than the story of an official lady eloping with a poor scholar.

This is purely a man’s curiosity.

Xia Qianqian was eating and listening, feeling extremely happy.

Next month, the benefit from the two books, based on this calculation, will definitely exceed twenty taels of silver.

This is winning by lying down!

Amitabha.

I would like to thank my eighteenth generation ancestors for bringing me into the country of China.

Thanks to five thousand years of history, I have been exposed to the influence and experience of various literatures, allowing me to travel through ancient times and rely on the wisdom of the ancients to support myself.

Xia Qianqian felt happy and happy in her heart. As she ate the food on the table, it became more and more delicious.

Ji Zimo on the side looked at her deeply, knowing that "The Legend of the New White Snake" was written by her again.

He became more suspicious of her.

How can a person who has never been to school write such masterpieces one after another?

Such writing skills and talents cannot be developed overnight.

Who is she?

A name that he had pressed deep into his heart was about to come out.

But looking at her innocent smile and her unsuspecting help, he felt that maybe he was overthinking it.

Unconsciously, she picked up a piece of beef with her chopsticks, put it on the plate in front of her table, and warned: "Concentrate on eating, chew carefully and slowly."

"Thanks!"

Xia Qianqian took out a small bottle from her cuff, dropped a few drops on the plate, picked up the beef with chopsticks, dipped it in a few times, and handed it back, "This is the seasoning I boiled with peppercorns. I eat it with the beef. It's just delicious."

A must, quickly, open your mouth, have a taste!"

Ji Zimo raised his eyes and looked at the piece of beef on the chopsticks with a hesitant expression.

When he was young, the grandmother who took care of him fed him.

Since grandma died, I have never been fed food like this.

Moreover, the person in front of me is still a woman.

His hesitation, in Xia Qianqian's eyes, translated into another meaning.

She suppressed the smile on her brows, rolled her eyes, and said angrily: "What? You don't dare to eat, are you afraid that I will poison you?"

She retracted her hand and stuffed the piece of beef into her mouth. While chewing hard, she said angrily: "Mr. Mo, you are so strange."

"How strange?" He replied to her, with no emotion or anger in his tone.

"Your behavior is a bit puzzling!"

Xia Qianqian swallowed the beef in her mouth, put her chin in her hands and looked at his face, "What do you think I am?"

Every time she speaks, she is always so straightforward.

Ji Zimo's heart suddenly jumped and he looked back at her blankly.

"Do you think I'm a man?"

She suddenly smiled, with a slight dimple on her face, reflecting a pair of dark eyes, which were particularly bright in the candlelight.

"How could it be?" He came back to his senses and replied calmly.

"Is that like being a woman?" She changed the topic and continued to ask.

"Why bother? You are just a girl."

"That's good!" She thought she had no flesh on her chest and was slender, so he always treated her as a man.

"Why do you ask?" He looked at her deeply.

Normally, she has no unnecessary nonsense.

This sentence must have a certain meaning.

"I feel that Cao Ran is a little pitiful."

Why are you suddenly mentioning Cao Ran again? This woman’s thinking is so fast.

"You said he was fine."

"He's fine." Xia Qianqian put down her chopsticks, "But a person's mental health is more important than his physical health."

Xia Qianqian lowered her voice, as if she had discovered a huge secret, and whispered: "When he was unconscious, he murmured a woman's name."

"Xian'er, Xian'er, who is she?"

"General Cao Shen is in his early thirties. He has no real wife in his house, no concubines around him, not even a woman. It turns out that he has a woman hidden in his heart."

The gossip factor in Xia Qianqian's heart couldn't help but jump out.

Ji Zimo's face darkened.

Touching people's privacy is indeed a bit unethical.

Seeing that something was wrong in the atmosphere, Xia Qianqian hurriedly explained: "I am a doctor. As the saying goes, heart disease requires heart medicine. If I can help him find this girl Xian'er, maybe he can recover quickly."

"It's impossible." Ji Zimo arranged the chopsticks on the table neatly and said calmly: "She is dead."

"Dead?"

Xia Qianqian was a little annoyed, "That's such a pity, he must like that woman very much."

Otherwise, Cao Ran could actually do it when a woman died, being alone for so many years.

"She is not his woman, but his niece."

When the young man in front of him mentioned this, his expression was solemn, "Eighteen years ago, she died when she was still in her infancy."

Huh?

Xia Qianqian was surprised.

Cuiyu knows so much about Cao Ran, this matter must not have been simple at first.

Xia Qianqian didn't dare to ask any more questions.

He smiled sarcastically and quickly changed the topic, "I'm full. Can the remaining food be packed and taken away?"

Ji Zimo took a long breath and nodded in agreement.

"Thanks!"

Xia Qianqian took out individual oil paper bags from her backpack, poured the plates of food into them, wrapped them up, and put them back into her backpack.

He stood up and put on his backpack, "Then I'll leave first."

She quickly walked out of the private room and looked back. The young man was standing with his hands behind his hands, looking at her quietly.

She thought about it, trotted forward, and whispered: "Squid, since you think I am a woman, why are you so nice to me?"

He looked surprised.

"How can you be so kind to me and make me have unreasonable thoughts? Hmm? Are you responsible?"

Ji Zimo: "..."

Such outrageous words came out of her mouth so casually.

"How do you want me to be responsible?" he asked her.

This time it was Xia Qianqian's turn to be surprised. She didn't expect that she would be defeated by an entire army.

"Marry me of course!"

She suppressed a smile in her heart, her big eyes flashed, "Actually, I don't worry about getting married. Liu Erniu from the west of the village has always wanted to marry me, but my mother fell in love with Guard Geng, and I think you are good."

Ji Zimo: "..." She compared him with Liu Erniu.

Geng Zhong: "..." Miss Xia, do you want to kill me to cheer you up?

Seeing that the two of them were so frightened, Xia Qianqian waved her hand and walked downstairs while cheerfully saying: "Hurry up, Guard Geng, go back to Fu'an Village."

Geng Zhong's feet were as if they were filled with lead, and they were so heavy that they could hardly move forward, "Young Master."

He was reluctant to part with His Highness and no longer wanted to be a coachman.

"Go!" Ji Zimo ordered in a deep voice.

As soon as the two of them came downstairs, at the front door, several brutes surrounded by a group of women swaggered into the front hall.

The young man in Tsing Yi stepped forward to greet him, "Dear guests, I'm sorry, but we have a private room on the second floor right now. You see, why don't you..."

Before the boy could finish speaking, the bearded man stretched out his hand and pushed hard.

The boy took several steps back and bumped into Xia Qianqian. The bamboo basket behind him shook and several flowered porcelain bowls fell to the ground, making a series of crisp sounds.
Chapter completed!