Sky Number is the best private room in Shu Dingxiang, big and spacious, luxuriously and splendidly decorated. Dining here, just the cost of the private room is three taels per occasion.
However, no matter how luxurious the private rooms in Shu Dingxiang are, for Wanyan Chao and Mingzhu, who grew up in the Imperial Palace Inner Garden, it’s rely normal. Once they settled in the Sky Number room, they ordered a few signature dishes and then instructed the shop assistant to leave.
The shop assistant knew these two were wealthy patrons, so before leaving, he didn’t forget to promote, "Two young masters, would you like to call so singing girls to cheer you up?"
Before Mingzhu could speak, Wanyan Chao’s face suddenly changed, and he yelled angrily, "Get out!"
The scared shop assistant shivered and ran away with his legs trembling...
Watching the shop assistant’s comical escape, Mingzhu couldn’t help but "hee hee hee" with laughter, laughing so hard that she was shaking like a blossom, her voice as lodious as a lark.
"If you don’t want them, just don’t, why be so fierce? Look how you scared the shop assistant!"
Wanyan Chao said, "It’s his own fault, not considering who we are, just bringing those filthy things that disgust !"
He didn’t say this to purposely please Mingzhu, but from the heart, rejecting those won who sell laughter and songs. Since the day he conceived the idea of getting married, Mingzhu had been the sole choice for his future wife. He was a proud and stubborn person, and in his mind, Mingzhu was the only woman in this world worthy of him; all other won were re mud under his feet, which he totally disregarded.
Therefore, to gain his ideal wife, he disregarded Nangong Yi’s nurous hardships. Most of these years were spent at the Mansion of Marquis Jian’an in Great Jin Nation so he could et Mingzhu at any ti, often making the grandfather and grandmother cry from missing him.
Fortunately, he’ll be able to marry Mingzhu next year, and then he won’t suffer the pangs of separation anymore...
Since there were only Mingzhu and Wanyan Chao at the table, Shu Dingxiang’s chef exclusively served them, and the food was quickly prepared and brought up consecutively.
Stead bear paw, roasted flower duck, pine blossom tripe, assorted Su platter, canned wild chicken, chilled three shreds, vegetable python, silver fish, stead hashima...
Initially, Wanyan Chao wanted to order more, but Mingzhu stopped him. It was just the two of them, and they couldn’t eat all these dishes; ordering more would be wasteful.
Since childhood, she learned many good habits from her mother, including frugality as one.
Her mother had said one could eat good food, but no matter how good the als are, they should not be wasted. Today, she already thought these dishes were too much, but since the chance to dine alone with Wanyan Chao was rare, even the first ti, she couldn’t educate him on frugality, allowing him to order so many dishes exceptionally.
"Co, here’s your favorite roasted flower duck, taste and see if it matches what is made inside the Palace."
Wanyan Chao picked up a piece of duck at, considerately placing it in Mingzhu’s eating dish. He had known her likes and dislikes thoroughly ten years ago.
Mingzhu picked up that piece of duck, just put it in her mouth, when suddenly she heard the shop assistant’s cry from outside: "Master, you can’t go up; here has already been booked..."
Before the three words "co down" were said, the room’s door was pushed open forcefully.
The man swaggered in, wearing a silk garnt of ink color, embroidered with intricate patterns, black hair styled in the Liaodan people’s manner, braided with jeweled threads, a ring in the left ear, pupils deep like the abyss, a pure gold curved knife hanging at the waist, encrusted with large rubies. That ruby color reflected the green pupils’ blood-red hue, as if seeing a bloodthirsty wolf on the prairie.
Ba Tulu!
Mingzhu’s brows furrowed. This guy was always harboring ideas about her; those eyes persistently fixated on her gave her chills, as if a hungry wolf was staring at her.
"You may leave. This is Great Jin; he wouldn’t dare act rashly." Wanyan Chao glanced at the shop assistant and instructed.
"Yes! Yes!"
The shop assistant couldn’t wait to leave this place of trouble since he could tell the look of the later arrived foreigner wasn’t good, seemingly about to kill, while the young man inside appeared calm, yet the pupils already held killing intent, brimming with anger.
It seed a fight was looming or a bloody struggle might ensue, he had to flee quickly, the farther he could run, the better...
Chao’er maintained good manners without lashing out at Ba Tulu because Mingzhu had stealthily co out with him. Should a fight attract people and her identity be revealed, it would harm Mingzhu’s reputation, and he’d never do anything that would hurt her!
Ba Tulu stepped with his long legs to the table, sat on the chair with his gold knife dominatingly, as if it were his own ho.
Wanyan Chao glared at him, coldly said, "I recall not inviting you to dine, did I."
Ba Tulu scoffed, "Do you think this king ca simply to dine with you? If not to see her, this king wouldn’t bother sitting at the sa table with you."
After speaking, he stared straight at Mingzhu and said, "Princess, what’s so good about him? How about being with instead!"
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