Shocked, everyone except Master has a vest

Qin Muyue looked at Shen Zhao's little cat face, and her love for beauty suddenly felt uncomfortable. She had to make it clean.

She used the Qingchen Jue to slam the boy's face, and Shen Zhao's face, which had not yet fully grown, suddenly no longer looked as evil and charming as it did when it was mature. Instead, it looked like a gentleman like Fusu or a lotus in the mountains in the north.

Qin Muyue felt for no reason that when the Demon Lord cried as a child, his face was almost transparent and fragile, like a wet mountain lotus.

Ah, my damned beauty conscience.

[Host still has such unclear self-awareness, you are just lustful]

[I am a girl who stands tall and proud. What's wrong with learning beauty and discovering beauties from life?]

She patted Shen Zhao's head gently and said softly, "Zhao'er, since you have already accepted me as your master, I will naturally take good care of you. Let's go buy you some new clothes first, and then take you to eat something delicious."

Shen Zhao's eyes flashed with surprise when he heard this. Although he was a demon king, he had never enjoyed this feeling of being cared for. He nodded obediently and followed Qin Muyue.

Seeing this, Yu Fengxue felt a little uncomfortable, but as an adult man, how could he argue with a child? He could only let the scabbard give the Mie Lian Sword

It's time to sharpen the blade.

Qin Muyue, along with Shen Zhao, Yi Xuanji and others, walked into a large clothing shop in Huanong City.

The shop was full of all kinds of clothes and accessories. Qin Muyue first carefully selected a few clothes that suited him.

"Zhao'er, look at these clothes, which one do you like?" Qin Muyue said, holding a blue and white long gown and a red and white phoenix butterfly dress.

Shen Zhao looked at the colorful and novel clothes, and a hint of excitement flashed in his eyes. He pointed to a Taoist robe that faded from red to white and said, "Master, I like this one."

Qin Muyue smiled and nodded, then said to the dressmaker, "Please take him to change his clothes."

Soon, Shen Zhao changed his clothes. He was a young man in bright clothes, with black hair falling on his shoulders and a face so pale that it was almost transparent. He pulled the collar of his clothes with a pitiful look, and deliberately let one side of his clothes slide down, revealing his delicate collarbone and shoulders as white as mutton fat jade. He said, "Master, what should I do? I don't know how to tie this belt."

[It’s too hot.]

Qin Muyue's nose felt hot, so she took out a handkerchief to cover it.

Shen Zhao was startled, and quickly tied his belt and walked over. He pulled the girl's sleeve and asked nervously, "Master, you are suffering from internal heat. How about we find an inn first? I will make you some golden and silver frost soup to reduce internal heat."

These two kinds of medicinal herbs can be used to make sweet soup. Qin Muyue felt that having a caring disciple like the Demon Lord was what she deserved.

"It's okay, let's go eat first. I want to try the Shendu Restaurant in Huanong City to see if the food and wine are as elegant as the legend says." She patted Shen Zhao's hand.

Shen Zhao nodded and wanted to take the girl out, but Qin Muyue pulled him back, took out a white silk phoenix butterfly crown, and tied a half bun for the girl.

Shen Zhao felt the girl's fingertips brushing against his scalp. A hundred years of time had been lost and regained. He couldn't help but have tears welling up in his eyes, and the tough guy almost cried.

"Thank you...Master." He waited for two hundred years before he could say this to her.

Yu Fengxue held down the Lian-Mie Sword tightly, looked around blankly, and thought: My sword is trembling, there must be someone nearby who is harmful to the people and worthy of a sword.

Yi Xuanji felt a bitter pain in her heart as she watched the girl tie up the hair of a ten-year-old boy who was a head shorter than her.

He thought to himself: If Ah She lived to this age, he would also be able to enjoy family happiness like this.

Yi Xuanji lowered her eyes sadly, and a trace of nostalgia flashed across Min Sheng's eyes.

Qin Muyue did not notice Yi Xuanji's sadness. She was concentrating on fixing Shen Zhao's hair and gently putting the white silk butterfly crown on his head. Shen Zhao's eyebrows and eyes looked more delicate under her skillful hands, like a boy walking out of a painting, which made people look at him more.

"Okay, Zhao'er, you look much more energetic now." Qin Muyue looked at him with satisfaction, then took Shen Zhao's hand and walked out of Tianyifang together.

"Master, will you tie your disciple's hair every day in the future?"

"Don't be silly. Only married couples tie each other's hair. How can a man go beyond the rules?" Yu Fengxue scolded.

"I don't want to tie his hair every day," Qin Muyue hid her foxy face. She grabbed the Demon Lord's head and said kindly, "Zhao'er, you are a mature little adult. You must learn to change your clothes and tie your hair by yourself, otherwise I will send you to the opera troupe for further study."

Shen Zhao gritted his teeth. How dare Yu Fengxue, the mistress, seduce the wife to favor the husband and ignore the concubine. How vicious!

"Disciple understands." The Demon Lord didn't want to go against Qin Muyue's opinion at the beginning, so he nodded obediently.

Yan Shiyin, He Zhen and Liu Ruyan also followed. They had different attitudes towards Shen Zhao, but they all maintained certain doubts.

On the way to the nearby Shendu Restaurant, Qin Muyue took a fancy to the candied haws.

Shen Zhao looked at those tempting candied haws, glanced at the four men who began to compete for favor, swallowed his saliva, and said, "Master, I want to eat that candied haws."

Qin Muyue smiled and nodded, bought two strings, and handed one string of candied haws to Shen Zhao: "Okay, I'll give you candied haws. If you want anything else, just tell me."

Shen Zhao took the candied haws and a triumphant smile appeared on his face.

He deliberately showed off to the four men: "Master bought this for me, you don't have it, do you?"

Veins on Yu Fengxue and Yan Shiyin's heads were throbbing. He Zhen narrowed his eyes and cursed the boy inwardly: You are looking for death, are you sick?

Yi Xuanji was full of confusion. After taking a woman's things, how could someone show off?

Liu Ruyan approached Qin Muyue with a weak and frail appearance, her almond-shaped eyes drooping with a pitiful look: "Ruyan is not as troublesome as my junior nephew. I can wash my hands and make candied haws for you. Senior sister~ Oh, Ruyan said something wrong, I won't be angry~?"

Qin Muyue looked like a tyrant and waved her hand. "It's okay, Zhao'er, just listen to me."

Shen Zhao had been on guard against men for a long time, but he didn't expect that his rival was a woman. He was so angry that he broke the candied haws in his hand.

The famous Shendu Restaurant in Huanong City is one of the most popular places in the city. Not only is the wine here fragrant, but the dishes are also delicious.

Qin Muyue asked for a private room and ordered a few signature dishes and some exquisite dim sum.

Shen Zhao sat next to her with a calm expression. Having lived for so long, he had seen everything.

Yu Fengxue was too polite to compete with Liu Ruyan for a seat, so she could only stare at the girl and the boy hugging Qin Muyue and drinking tea in a depressed mood.

Soon the special dishes came up, a dragon made of sliced ​​agar bream with a dragon painting on it, which symbolized good luck. The dough-kneaded Twelve Women's Band steamed buns, red bean paste, taro paste and egg yolk, and various flavors, as well as lychees stuffed with spirit beast meat, spirit beef ham and soup tofu balls in the Twenty-Four Bridges Moonlight Night, the dishes were varied, and both refined and popular people could enjoy them, with extraordinary poetic flavor.

Qin Muyue looked at the dishes and felt that this meal was worth it.

After three rounds of wine and five dishes, everyone was very satisfied with the meal.

Qin Muyue drank a few cups of tea, but the Lingniu ham was a bit salty.