Eighteen years ago, he saw with his own eyes that his daughter was shot through by an arrow and fell into the rolling waves of the Fu'an River.

As an adult, there would be no possibility of survival.

What's more, she was still a swaddling baby at that time.

Xia Chengan's heart was filled with emotions, ups and downs.

Over the years, Madam has been obsessed with searching for her lost daughter. How many people have come to recognize their relatives, even at the risk of beheading, in order to become the legitimate ladies of the Hou family.

After being disappointed again and again, he, who had always been rigorous in doing things, no longer had any hope.

Therefore, when he heard again that Xi Yalan had found her daughter in Jiangcheng, he was not happy at all, nor did he pay too much attention.

Time can tell everything best. As long as Madam stays in contact with the child for a while, she will definitely find clues and see through her tricks.

Unexpectedly, when his wife returned home, she had a big fight with him, and she was thinking about the daughter she talked about.

Coincidentally, he came to Jiangcheng with an order to meet with His Highness the Xian Wang, and he happened to come to see Xia Qianqian, whom his wife always mentioned.

But what he didn't expect was that one of the emperor's imperial edicts was for Xia Qianqian.

Is she really his daughter who came back from the dead?

Xia Chengan's eyes were fixed on Xia Qianqian, as if he wanted to see her clearly.

Sensing the other person's gaze, Xia Qianqian turned around and brought over another bowl of hot and sour noodles and placed it in Xia Chengan's hand.

"Master Hou, this is the most popular bowl of red oil hot and sour noodles in our new store. Try it."

The bowl of hot and sour noodles in front of you is brighter in color and seems more appetizing than the bowl in front of His Highness.

But judging from the variety of ingredients in the bowl and the aroma emanating from it, there is more than a grade difference between the quality of His Highness's bowl.

For some reason, Xia Chengan felt a little awkward in his heart.

"I don't like spicy food!"

He also wants to eat the bowl of mushroom soup vermicelli.

"It doesn't matter!"

Xia Qianqian answered, turned around and waved, then brought over another bowl, opened the lid and put it in front of him, "This is a bowl of mushroom soup with vermicelli. This bowl is not spicy."

The name is Mushroom Soup. Two bowls of hot and sour noodles are placed on the same table. A discerning eye will see that the difference is not ordinary.

Xia Qianqian also saw Xia Chengan's thoughts, smiled slightly, and said shyly: "Master Hou, I am really sorry."

"Before the opening of this store, I promised His Highness the King Xian that I would personally make a bowl of hot and sour noodles for him. Because it is specially made, a lot of thought has been put into both the selection of materials and the production."

Her eyes met Xia Chengan's, "As for the bowl in front of you, it's no less good. It's all prepared by our chefs in the back kitchen, and the taste is excellent."

"You..." She regarded him as an outsider.

"Master Hou." Ji Zimo said, "This bowl of mine is a special one. Because it is a special one, this is the only one. Could it be that Master Hou wants to eat this bowl of mine?"

Xia Chengan was stunned, his mouth twitched, and he said awkwardly: "His Royal Highness the King is joking."

He held his chopsticks, picked up a vermicelli with the tip of the chopstick, took a small sip, then took a sip of the soup, and said seriously: "It tastes really good."

"The Marquis likes to eat, it's an honor for me." Xia Qianqian felt slightly blessed, "Today, we are very busy outside, so I have to leave first."

"There are too many things to do, so I leave it to He Ming. He Ming is too busy, and there is also shopkeeper Qiao."

In front of Xia Chengan, Ji Zimo showed no sign of restraint and showed her unprecedented concern for her openly and openly.

Xia Chengan was slightly surprised, but said nothing.

"Don't worry, this little thing won't bother me."

Her clothes turned over, she turned around and left. She didn't let out a long sigh of relief until the door behind her closed.

I am constantly speculating.

The marquis suddenly descended into Jiangcheng, and she initially thought he was here to recognize his relatives and her daughter.

However, looking at his lukewarm attitude towards her, it seemed that she might be wrong again.

"Master," He Ming came forward, "What else needs to be prepared inside?"

Although he was trained and taught by Shopkeeper Qiao, he behaved like a shopkeeper.

However, he is young after all and has never received such important figures as His Highness and the Marquis. Therefore, although he looks calm on the outside, in fact he is panicking in his heart.

"Go to the Juwang Building next door and ask Shopkeeper Qiao to prepare some delicious meals. Remember, cook them according to the taste of His Highness the Xian King."

"Then don't we consider Mr. Hou's taste?" He Ming asked puzzledly.

Xia Qianqian frowned, "Do you know Mr. Hou's taste?"

He Ming: "..."

"None of us know his taste, so how can we care about him?"

He Ming was silent.

What the master said seems to make sense.

"The Marquis has been on the battlefield, so he must also be able to drink. Go next door to get some refined wine, and get some food to go with the wine."

"Yes!"

He Ming turned around and hurried away.

Xia Qianqian stood in front of the railing on the second floor, looking at the lively scene in the lobby, feeling quite a sense of accomplishment.

Behind her, a green shadow floated up, frightening her.

She frowned and protested: "Qingfeng, next time you show up, make a little noise. It almost scared me to death."

Qingfeng: "..." Last time, the girl praised him for coming and going without a trace, for his skill.

Why is he so skilled, but this time it became a crime again.

Really, a woman’s heart is as deep as the bottom of her heart.

"Yes."

"Is something wrong?" Xia Qianqian remembered and asked Qingfeng to monitor Er Gouzi and Jiang Da.

"The two of them were chopping firewood in the backyard for a while, then sneakily ran to the front yard to watch the fun."

"Gongs and drums are playing in the front yard, lion dances are played, and His Royal Highness the Wise King is here. I'm a kid, so it's okay to watch the excitement!"

"They are not paying attention to the lion dance team, but to Pingyang Hou."

"Marquis Pingyang?" Xia Qianqian smiled and turned to look at Qingfeng, "Speaking of which, you are the personal bodyguard given to me by my mother."

"You were born in Qingwei. I heard that Qingwei is the personal guard of Marquis Pingyang. So, you are a member of Marquis Pingyang?"

Pingyang Hou's people have always been by her side. This time the real master is here, and he will definitely report everything he has to Xia Chengan truthfully.

"Girl!" Qingfeng saluted her, "I was rescued by Mrs. Xi when I was a child and raised in Qingwei. After that, Marquis Pingyang left me with Mrs. Xi and listened to her orders."

"My subordinates are Madam's people, and you are Madam's daughter. Naturally, my subordinates will listen to you."

Qingfeng's words went around and around, and Xia Qianqian finally understood.

The master he chose was Xi Yalan.

Haha!

Ancient people had 180 minds.

From her contact with Xi Yalan, we can feel that there seems to be a conflict between them as husband and wife.

Husband and wife have different opinions and find it difficult to communicate. Over the years, a rift has formed.

That's why Xi Yalan travels all the way to Jiangcheng every March.

This behavior of running away may also be a kind of escape when facing problems that cannot be solved.

She sent Qingfeng, a person she trusted, to Qingwei, which was somewhat suspected of spying on Marquis Pingyang.

After Pingyang Hou trained it, he sent it to Xi Yalan, which solved the problem of attracting wolves into the house.

Wow wow wow!

If she opens her mind a little, she feels that she can write a unique and original fighting scheme.

But...

She sincerely hopes that a gentle and elegant person like Xi Yalan can have a beautiful marriage and be loved and cared for by her husband.

"Girl, I can tell from the details of the relationship between Er Gouzi and Jiang Da that the two of them didn't just meet for a few days, but rather they seem to have known each other for several years."

"I heard that in addition to Feng Wei, Fanshan also has a second-in-command named Jiang Yu. He is away from home all year round and serves as Fanshan's liaison with the outside world, so I did not encounter him during the bandit suppression this time."<

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Chapter completed!