mtl008 Chapter 398 Could this be the countenance of an emperor?
Chapter 398 Could this be the countenance of an emperor?
Lin Lezhi got up, and Xiao Yihuo followed.
Lin Lezhi sat down at the table and called out to the wonton stall owner, "Boss, two..." He meant to say two bowls, but after seeing the sign next to him that said ten coins a bowl, Lin Lezhi added an extra finger and changed his answer to, "Three bowls of wontons!"
The shop owner, with his hands still on the pot, immediately scooped a bowl of steaming hot wontons with a spoon and enthusiastically replied, "Ready!"
Turning his head, Xiao Yihuo lightly flicked his sleeve and sat down opposite Lin Lezhi. His eyes were clear, and a slight smile appeared on his lips as he said, "Although I don't understand what nonsense you were spouting earlier, I can tell that what you said later was sarcastic."
"No way, I wouldn't dare to satirize Boss Xiao."
Lin Lezhi responded quickly, but there was still a hint of a smile in her eyes, and her words were clearly teasing.
"Young masters, the wontons are here! The tea and chili oil are on the table. Please enjoy your meal."
A large bowl full of steaming hot wontons, drizzled with sesame oil and sprinkled with chopped green onions. Each wonton is translucent, large, and round.
A gentle sniff reveals an enticing aroma that awakens the cravings in one's stomach, making one even hungrier and increasing their appetite.
Talk about it.
He never expected that Xiao Yihuo, a prince, would condescend to eat a bowl of wontons with him at a street stall; it was quite a novel experience.
Last time in Zhouqing Town, I deliberately chose a somewhat dirty and messy street-side wonton shop to test whether he was the same person as Xiao Xu. Unexpectedly, he ate it without any airs, and I could not see any dislike in his eyes. In fact, there were even some surprises and delights in his eyes.
He almost thought they were two people who looked alike.
If he weren't dressed in brocade and finery, but rather in coarse linen, his composed demeanor would perfectly suit the night market on the boat.
No, no!
Lin Lezhi looked up and, upon seeing Xiao Yihuo's face, immediately denied her own idea.
On the brightly lit pleasure boat, Lin Lezhi's gaze traced Xiao Yihuo's face.
Xiao Yihuo's face was exceptionally handsome, with sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes that seemed to be cold stars. His eyes also revealed a touch of nobility and unruliness, and he exuded an innate aloofness and noble temperament.
Perhaps due to years of exposure to toxins and being confined to the inner palace, her skin was fair and she possessed a somewhat languid air. Perhaps it was due to her years of martial arts training, but instead of appearing sickly or effeminate, she exuded a perfectly balanced, elegant charm.
Coupled with her naturally upright posture, even in the bustling city, her elegance remains undiminished. She commands respect, yet one cannot help but cast their gaze upon her.
Lin Lezhi couldn't help but click her tongue in amazement.
With a face like that.
And the air of nobility that emanated from his every gesture couldn't be concealed even in coarse linen clothes. He had experienced this firsthand at the broker's manor.
Anyone who saw him would think he was a fallen nobleman, not a beggar; it just didn't fit.
Lin Lezhi simply couldn't imagine what Xiao Yihuo, that slovenly and rough-looking man, would look like.
Could it be...
Is this the countenance of an emperor?
To be honest, this was the first time Lin Lezhi had carefully examined Xiao Yihuo's face, and she was somewhat stunned by the sight.
Xiao Yihuo poured Lin Lezhi a cup of tea, then poured one for himself as well, and said with his eyes downcast, "Didn't you say you were hungry? Why aren't you eating while it's hot? What are you staring at my face for?"
Lin Lezhi felt her face flush after hearing Xiao Yihuo's words, but she was used to Xiao Yihuo's way of doing things, so she remained calm and smiled at Xiao Yihuo, saying, "It's nothing, I just feel that you seem a little different from usual."
It must be admitted that Xiao Yihuo is very handsome, but he has a sharp tongue and a sharp eye, and he can make people lose face without warning.
But at the same time, Lin Lezhi was also somewhat smug.
Being handsome is something he has to take credit for.
After all, Xiao Yihuo was practically their son, and he was handsome. As parents, they naturally felt immense pride and satisfaction.
Seemingly sensing the wicked thoughts lurking in Lin Lezhi's smiling eyes, Xiao Yihuo narrowed his eyes slightly, a hint of contemplation and curiosity in them, and asked, "What's different?"
Lin Lezhi lowered her gaze, her eyes showing a hint of curiosity, and said, "Didn't you always like to wear dark-colored clothes? This is the first time I've seen you in light-colored clothes. Why have you suddenly changed your style?"
"I..."
Xiao Yihuo's words caught in his throat halfway through, and his expression seemed somewhat flustered.
It was rare to see Xiao Yihuo choked up, so Lin Lezhi found it even more novel, staring intently at Xiao Yihuo, waiting for his response.
Upon meeting Lin Lezhi's gaze, Xiao Yihuo looked away, his brows furrowed in panic as he said, "Meddling."
Xiao Yihuo would naturally not admit it.
He changed his clothes because he had been wearing dark-colored clothes before, and the temple was too dark, so he hadn't noticed Lin Lezhi's injuries in time.
That's why I bought a few light-colored clothes.
Xiao Yihuo didn't know why he did it.
Could it be that Lin Lezhi will wear her own clothes again?
Think about it now.
Absolutely ridiculous.
Thinking this, Xiao Yihuo felt ashamed and indignant, and his ears turned slightly red.
Lin Lezhi had no idea what Xiao Yihuo was arguing with him about. He smiled and said truthfully, "This light-colored dress looks very good on you. You don't look like an ordinary person, but rather like a celestial being descended from heaven."
Hear the words.
A ripple of emotion stirred in Xiao Yihuo's eyes as he turned to the side, and his ears turned even redder.
He glanced at Lin Lezhi, his eyes slightly evasive, and pushed one of the bowls of wontons in front of Lin Lezhi, urging her in a slightly urging voice: "Eat quickly, it will get cold if you don't eat it soon."
"Okay~"
Lin Lezhi was already starving, and the aroma made her even more eager. She agreed and scooped two large spoonfuls of chili oil into the wontons.
It's been a long time since I've tasted anything spicy since I came into this world.
Seeing that Lin Lezhi was about to take a third spoonful, Xiao Yihuo frowned slightly, his eyes full of incomprehension, and stopped him, saying, "That's enough."
"Not enough, this is nowhere near enough."
He had been observing this place for a long time, and he had never seen chili peppers here before, so he guessed they hadn't been introduced from other regions. The locals mostly used ginger, dogwood, pepper, and Sichuan pepper to create a spicy and savory flavor.
How spicy can this be?
At best, it's just a little spicy.
Seeing that Xiao Yihuo insisted on not letting her add an extra spoonful, Lin Lezhi pretended to add the extra spoonful to Xiao Yihuo's soup bowl, coaxing, "Adding some chili really makes it delicious, do you want to try it?"
Xiao Yihuo frowned, his face clearly showing rejection.
“I…” He glanced at Lin Lezhi’s soup, which had turned bright red, and then at the red chili peppers in the spoon. He looked hesitant, as if he had struggled with his conscience. Then he moved his hand away, his eyes showing a hint of helplessness, and said in a compromise, “You can put it in.”