In the fantasy world, all the people I met were beauties.

Ye Yuhan, who was checking the accounts, received a summons. His hand trembled and the red pen drew a red mark on the account book.

"I...I know." She replied with forced calmness, but after putting away the jade slip, she looked worried.

She remembered the last agreement she made with Xiao Xiang'er - next time Senior Li came to dine, she would accompany him personally.

I felt very sad at that time, but Senior Li never came, and I gradually forgot about him over time.

Who would have thought...

What is coming will always come...

"Senior Li's cultivation is unfathomable. He's probably old enough to be my grandfather..."

Ye Yuhan bit her lip and thought.

But then I thought about my meager salary. If I were to pay for this banquet, I would probably have worked for half a year in vain.

"Never mind, just think of it as... just think of it as a mosquito bite!"

She stamped her foot and turned to walk towards the kitchen.

When the "No. 1 Tianzi" banquet was ready and the eighteen delicacies were packed into special fresh-keeping food boxes, Ye Yuhan stood at the door of Tianxiang Tower, hesitating to move forward.

The morning breeze blew her light blue skirt, making her slender waist look even thinner than a hand.

"actually..."

She suddenly blushed and twisted her fingers around her belt.

"That senior looks young and handsome, not old at all... but... but it's not unacceptable..."

As soon as this thought came to her mind, she stamped her feet in shame:

"Ye Yuhan! What are you thinking about!"

Taking a deep breath, she finally stepped into the air, with the food box hanging at her side, and flew towards Li Zimo's residence.

But the flying speed is more than three points slower than usual...

......

Ye Yuhan walked to the gate of Li Zimo's courtyard and straightened her slightly messy clothes.

She took a deep breath and knocked on the door with trembling fingertips.

"I am Ye Yuhan from Tianxiang Tower, and I am here to deliver the meal on the orders of Shopkeeper Xiao."

She bowed her head, her voice an octave lower than usual.

The door opened by itself with a creak.

Ye Yuhan lowered her head and saw a pair of cloud-patterned brocade boots approaching on the bluestone slabs - the style of these boots was a fashionable one that young gentlemen liked to wear.

"Thank you, Miss Ye."

A clear voice like a spring came from above her head, and Ye Yuhan raised her head slightly.

In front of her was a handsome young man with sharp eyebrows and bright eyes, who looked to be no more than seventeen or eighteen years old. He was looking at her with a smile.

"Li...Senior Li. Long...long time no see."

Ye Yuhan widened her eyes, her heart pounding, and she almost dropped the food box in her hand.

Li Zimo held the food box firmly with his hand, his fingertips accidentally brushing against the back of her hand:

"What's wrong, Miss Ye?"

Ye Yuhan's ears suddenly felt hot.

This touch... Senior's hands are so smooth and firm? Where's the wrinkled old tree?

"Miss Ye, why are you looking at me like that?" Li Zimo deliberately moved closer. "Is there something on my face?"

"No, no!" Ye Yuhan stepped back in a hurry and tripped over the threshold.

Li Zimo put his arms around her slender waist, and the soup bowl in the food box made a crisp clinking sound.

The tips of their noses were only three inches apart, and Ye Yuhan could even count the number of his eyelashes.

Looking at it up close, the senior's skin is actually better than hers who uses pearl powder every day for skin care?!

"Senior...Senior, be careful, the soup might spill!"

She struggled to free herself in a panic, but something suddenly slipped out of her sleeve - it was the "Recipe for Respecting the Elderly and Preserving Health" that she had secretly prepared.

The air solidified instantly.

Li Zimo bent down to pick up the booklet and read, "Dietary Guidelines for Elderly Monks...How do you make the Poria Cocos Longevity Soup?"

He raised his eyebrows and looked at Ye Yuhan, who was about to crawl into the ground. "Miss Ye, what are you doing..."

"Misunderstanding! What a huge misunderstanding!" Ye Yuhan waved her hands anxiously, "This... is prepared for our ancestor!"

"Oh?" Li Zimo turned to the folded page. "Did you even circle the line 'Old monks should eat soft and rotten food' with red ink?"

At this moment, Ye Yuhan just wanted to die on the spot.

She stiffly changed the subject: "The food...the food is getting cold..."

Li Zimo finally couldn't hold back his laughter.

He finally understood why the girl looked so ready to die.

"Miss Ye," he said, suppressing his laughter and preparing to tease her, "have you ever heard of the 'Eternal Spring Secret'?"

Ye Yuhan shook her head blankly.

"This technique, when mastered, can reverse aging in a short period of time."

Li Zimo conjured up a water mirror.

"Actually, I am already 488 years old this year."

The old man with white hair and beard and a kind face reflected in the mirror?

There was a "boom" in Ye Yuhan's mind - is this really the case?

Is this the true appearance of the senior?

Ye Yuhan, you have such a miserable life!

"Xiao Xiang'er!"

She gritted her teeth and took note of it in her heart, but she still had to maintain a respectful appearance:

"Although the senior is old, he is still as heroic as ever..."

"That's fine." Li Zimo took the recipe, "But since Miss Ye brought the elderly recipe..."

He suddenly showed a distressed expression, "My teeth have been bad recently..."

"Senior, let me help you make the Poria Cocos Longevity Soup." Ye Yuhan said with a little joy.

Li Zimo jokingly said, "Miss Ye, didn't you just say that it was prepared for our ancestor?"

Ye Yuhan was immediately embarrassed and said in a soft voice, "Senior~ why do you always tease me~"

Li Zimo held his beard and smiled: "Alright, alright, Miss Ye, follow me."

Then he led Ye Yuhan through the bluestone path. The spiritual plants and flowers in the courtyard were in full bloom, but they made her face look even paler.

Four hundred and eighty-eight years old...

She calculated in her mind that King Wu's lifespan was at most 500 years, and this senior probably had one foot in the coffin.

In the restaurant, jade tableware has been placed on the rosewood table.

Ye Yuhan took out the food box from the storage ring, and with a light tap of her slender fingers, eighteen spiritual dishes floated out and landed steadily on the table.

"This is Snow Lotus Stewed with Snow Phoenix,"

She forced herself to introduce, her fingertips trembling slightly, "Take the three hundred year old snow lotus and..."

Before he could finish his words, his waist suddenly tightened.

Li Zimo had come close to her without her knowing, his arms wrapped around her like iron hoops.

"Senior?" Ye Yuhan froze in place, even her breathing stopped.

The body temperature coming from behind is abnormally hot, how can it be like that of an elderly person?

"I'm hard of hearing," Li Zimo deliberately breathed behind her ear, "Miss Ye moved closer and said."

Ye Yuhan felt a tingling sensation at the tip of her ear and she almost bit her tongue.

This old man is so unruly! She cursed in her heart, but she had to lean back slightly to get closer to him.

"This... this is the dragon tendon stewed with Northern Ming Scrophulariaceae..."

Her voice was drifting, and she felt the hand on her waist tighten a little more. "It can replenish... replenish vitality..."

"Just right," Li Zimo chuckled, "I've really been lacking energy lately."

As he spoke, he rested his chin on her shoulder, and his hairy beard rubbed her neck, making it itchy.

Ye Yuhan was in tears.

There is clearly longevity soup in the food box, but you have to make things difficult for me!

But then I thought that this person might not live beyond next year, and I felt inexplicably soft-hearted.

"Senior..." She tentatively stopped the hand that was moving upwards, "The food is getting cold."

"It's okay," Li Zimo sucked her earlobe even harder, "I just like to eat...cold food."

Ye Yuhan trembled all over.

No! How come this old fellow is so skilled?

Just as I was wondering, I suddenly felt something hard pressing against my lower back - could it be... a crutch?

"Senior's...cane..." She dodged forward awkwardly.

"A cane?" Li Zimo laughed, deliberately pushing forward, "Is this what Miss Ye is talking about?"

Ye Yuhan understood instantly, and her face turned red from her ears to her collarbone.

How can this be an old man who is about to die?

He is clearly a lecher with excess energy!

"You lied to me!" She turned around suddenly, but because of too much force, she fell directly into the other person's arms.

I looked up and met those smiling eyes. How could there be any turbidity in them?

Li Zimo took the opportunity to hug her tightly and said, "When did I ever lie to you?"

With a flick of his finger, the illusion dissipated, and he returned to his handsome appearance.

"The Changchun Secret can indeed restore youth, but..."

He leaned over and pecked her on the lips. "I am eighteen years old."

Ye Yuhan's mind went blank.

So those old-age gestures just now were all a tease?

Thinking that I had actually felt so sorry for this guy, I suddenly felt ashamed and angry.

"Senior, this is too much!"

She raised her fist to hit him, but his wrist was grabbed.

"Call me brother Zimo,"

Li Zimo smiled and pressed her to sit on his lap.

"Otherwise I will turn back into an old man with a white beard."

"you!"

Ye Yuhan was furious. Glancing at the steaming snow phoenix soup on the table, a plan suddenly came to her mind.

"Brother Zi...Brother Zimo, have some soup."

She scooped a full spoonful and handed it over, with a cunning look in her eyes.