Food bloggers made fortunes in ancient times

Shu Changyu's eyes were dark, and his gaze seemed to linger on Song Yan's profile.

His line of sight was just right, and he could clearly see the earlobe that was as white as mutton-fat jade, and the earrings on the earlobe that sparkled with silver light.

Shu Changyu leaned down slightly, leaned close to Song Yan's ear, and said in a frivolous and somewhat nonchalant tone, "You said it, don't go back on your word, otherwise..."

His deliberately lowered voice fell into Song Yan's ears, making Song Yan feel a little uncomfortable. She took a few steps back and scratched her ears subconsciously: "Don't be so close to me."

A little weird.

When her fingers touched the cool earrings, Song Yan remembered that she had not taken them off.

Song Yan pulled her earlobe and said unhappily, "Take this thing off quickly."

It would look strange for a grown man like him to wear earrings.

Thinking back to several times before when those uncles and aunts had shown those strange expressions when they saw the earrings on his earlobes, Song Yan felt so miserable that he didn't even know where to start explaining.

Shu Changyu said lazily: "My hands hurt and I can't move."

Song Yan said angrily: "Shu Changyu, don't pretend with me here..."

Before he finished speaking, Lin Yifeng's voice came from not far away: "What are you still standing there for!"

"I'll settle the score with you later." Song Yan threw out a harsh word.

"You finally came out." Lin Yifeng walked over, fanning himself, "I told you, as long as Chang Yu comes over, it'll be a simple matter of a few words."

Song Yan asked in a low voice: "Will King Hui really not cause trouble for you?"

Song Yan didn't want to implicate Shu Changyu because of her own affairs.

Lin Yifeng put away his folding fan in a chic manner and patted his chest: "Don't worry, in Yunshan County, our boss has the final say, and King Hui is just a younger brother in front of him."

Shu Changyu raised the corner of his lips and looked at Lin Yifeng with a smile: "Are you tired of living?"

At this moment, Lin Yifeng realized what he had said, and quickly patted his mouth with the folding fan in his hand.

"I'm sorry, I said the wrong thing."

Shu Changyu said coldly: "There won't be a next time."

Lin Yifeng repeatedly assured: "I will definitely remember it."

Seeing this scene, Song Yan felt vaguely strange in her heart. Lin Yifeng's attitude towards Shu Changyu did not seem like that of a loving lickspittle, but more like a loyal younger brother of a big sister.

It must be an illusion.

"Why didn't you go to the county school today?" Song Yan asked Lin Yifeng.

Lin Yifeng replied angrily: "Today is a month-long holiday."

"Stop standing there and talking. Let's go to my house to wash off the bad luck first, and then have lunch."

After staying in the cell for a night, Song Yan felt dirty and followed Lin Yifeng.

After walking a few steps, he suddenly felt that someone was missing. He turned around and saw Shu Changyu still standing there. Song Yan asked him, "Aren't you leaving?"

Shu Changyu said with a gloomy look: "I'm going to deal with a few people."

Hearing his cold tone, which was similar to the day when he saw Shu Changyu killing someone, Song Yan's heart skipped a beat: "You..."

I always feel that Shu Changyu doesn't seem to be doing anything serious.

"The boss still has things to do, let's ignore him for now." Lin Yifeng took Song Yan's arm and left.

Lin Yifeng had already asked the cook to boil hot water.

Song Yan took a nice hot bath and changed into the clothes prepared by Lin Yifeng. Her hair was half dry and she tied it casually behind her head, leaving only a few strands of black hair hanging behind her ears.

"Wow! Not bad!" Lin Yifeng couldn't help but raise his eyebrows when he saw Song Yan coming out.

On weekdays, Song Yan wore coarse cloth clothes, and even though he had a good-looking appearance, it was concealed by his simple dress.

Now, he was wearing a white robe with exquisite patterns embroidered on the lapels and the sleeves trimmed with silver thread, which gave him a sense of nobility and instantly enhanced his overall temperament.

Song Yan was not used to wearing such luxurious clothes. He rolled up his sleeves and said, "I'll return this dress to you next time."

"What else? I'll give it to you." Lin Yifeng said generously.

"No need." Song Yan refused. "We country folk can't wear such expensive clothes. If we walk up the mountain, the clothes will be torn to pieces."

Lin Yifeng said, "Even if you come back, I can't wear it. This is the clothes that the boss left behind."

It turned out to be the clothes worn by Shu Changyu. No wonder he always felt there was a faint fragrance on the clothes.

Song Yan was stunned for a moment, and suddenly a heat spread from his ears to his face.

He said angrily, "Why did you give me his clothes to wear?!"

Lin Yifeng looked confused: "What's the problem? This is what the boss told me to do."

It was actually Shu Changyu's request. Song Yan's ears turned red as if blood was about to drip out.

"Men and women should not touch each other." Song Yan gritted his teeth and said, "You are educated and a scholar, but you don't even understand this!"

Lin Yifeng looked at Song Yan strangely. Is this guy blind?

The boss’ behavior was so obvious, but I still couldn’t recognize that he was a man.

Song Yan noticed that Lin Yifeng was looking at her strangely, so she glared at him angrily: "What are you looking at?"

Lin Yifeng picked up the chopsticks on the table, picked up a fish eye and put it into Song Yan's bowl: "Eat more fish eyes to clear your eyes."

Song Yan suspected that Lin Yifeng was making a sarcastic remark about him, and he had evidence.

He had only eaten two steamed buns in the morning, and now his stomach was rumbling, so he picked up the chopsticks and ate his meal slowly.

For a moment, I even forgot to change my clothes.

When he was half full, he suddenly remembered something: "Tell me the truth, what did Shu Changyu do?"

Lin Yifeng opened his folding fan and covered half of his face: "It's no use asking me, I don't know what the boss is going to do."

It was still the dungeon that Song Yan was familiar with, the dark and damp cell.

Shu Changyu held a long whip in his hand and looked down at the people kneeling at his feet.

His tone was icy cold: "You are quite courageous."

Nanny Zheng raised her head and stared at Shu Changyu's face.

She had served the imperial concubine before, so she naturally discovered that Shu Changyu's eyebrows and eyes were somewhat similar to those of the imperial concubine.

Nanny Zheng was terrified, but she still pretended to be fierce and said, "Who are you? I am the wet nurse of King Hui. Who ordered you to arrest me?"

Liu Sibing, who was standing beside her, had already gone limp with fear. He came to his senses at this moment and kowtowed repeatedly to beg for mercy: "Please spare my life. I really didn't know that person was yours."

"I just received King Hui's order and followed his orders. Please spare my life."

"Hush, be quiet." Shu Changyu's light glance over made Liu Sibing feel as if his throat was strangled, and he could no longer make any sound.

"Once we're done with her, it will be your turn."

Liu Sibing's face turned as pale as paper in an instant.

Shu Changyu looked again at the thin man who had huddled in the corner and remained silent, De Lu, the personal eunuch serving King Hui.

He walked up to De Lu. In the dim light, his dark pupils shone coldly. "You come first. Tell me, who sent you here?"