Zi Tu had been waiting outside her door dutifully until the first ray of morning light shone in the courtyard. He stood up, stretched his waist, and immediately ordered his servants to prepare breakfast for Zi Tong. As soon as the servant left, a sound appeared in the air.
The clothes are already fluttering.
Zitu clenched his fists warily and took a step back. The figure flashed and there were already two more people in front of him.
The one on the left is dressed in mysterious clothes like a night, and there is a slight anger on his handsome face.
The one on the right is dressed in white as snow, with a charming face full of smiles.
These two people have completely different temperaments, but they are both world-famous.
Zitu knew these two people, one was Beichen whom he had met several times, and the other was naturally Weiyang whom he had only met once.
"Good morning you two!"
Knowing that they all knew his lady, Zitu just said hello politely.
"Morning!" Weiyang replied with a bright smile, "Tongtong, hasn't she gotten up yet?"
"Miss, you were a little late refining the elixir last night. Can you two wait in the small hall?" Zitu said.
"No need, I'll just wake her up." Wei Yang said, already raising her right foot.
But one arm had already stood in front of him, it was Beichen's arm.
In the small courtyard, murderous intent was everywhere. Zitu felt the fighting spirit released from Beichen's body, but felt a tightness in his chest.
Weiyang glanced at Beichen and felt his fighting spirit, but she still acted as if nothing was wrong and just called out, "Tongtong, I'm here to eat porridge?!"
Beichen's face became increasingly angry.
Squeak!
The door opened, and Zi Tong lazily stepped out of the threshold, "Didn't I tell you to just let someone else carry it..."
Halfway through her words, she already felt something was wrong in the atmosphere. When she saw Beichen standing next to Weiyang, her purple eyes suddenly felt dizzy.
She had woken up just now and heard Zitu talking to Weiyang. She had identified Weiyang from the voice, but she did not expect that Beichen would come so early.
When these two people come together, they mean two words - trouble.
Meng Fusheng, your luck can't be so bad, right?!
But Weiyang was afraid that the world would not be in chaos. Looking at the expression on her face, she smiled and said, "If you cook the porridge for me yourself, of course I will come and drink it myself."
"Okay!" Zi Tong's expression has returned to normal, "Zitu, bring back the bugs you threw in the backyard to feed the chickens. I will make porridge for the Lord of the Palace."
"This..." Zitu looked confused, "I guess the chickens have eaten all the bugs by now. Otherwise, should I go find some more?"
Zi Tong smiled and said, "My Lord, you have heard that the bug is gone. Otherwise, we will talk about it next time?"
Now, she had to send this man away quickly, and as for the other one, she would just coax him later.
Beichen, who stopped Wei Yang, listened to the conversation between the master and the servant, and the expression on his face became much softer.
Weiyang had already seen through Zi Tong's thoughts, but she just didn't say it, "It doesn't matter, the insect porridge is gone, and it's the same as eating other porridge. I know there is a pear flower porridge shop not far from here, which is famous all over the world.
Porridge, how about we go over and try it?"
With soft footsteps, two maids walked into the small courtyard. Both of them were holding trays in their hands. One of them had two bowls of hot porridge on the tray, and the other one was carrying staple food and side dishes.
"It turns out that Tongtong has already prepared it for me!" Wei Yang raised her hand and patted Beichen's arm in front of him, and walked towards the hall.