Water Reflects Peach Blossoms

Nanzhi has a cold body, especially on rainy days. Even with a thick quilt covering her, she would shiver all over. Since discovering this, Zhu Yan has warmed her bed every night despite her refusal.

Seeing Nanzhi lying obediently in the quilt that he had warmed, Zhu Yan's heart softened. Lying on the floor, he turned sideways and stared at Nanzhi.

Nanzhi, who had her eyes closed, opened them and met a pair of eyes as calm as the water under the moon.

"Zhao Yuanzhou, why are you staring at me?" She felt uncomfortable.

Looking at the blush on the delicate face of the woman on the bed, Zhu Yan smiled and said, "Seeing you sleeping soundly, I'm happy."

"Then you are not allowed to keep staring at me."

"Okay, I'll listen to you and stop watching."

As he spoke, Zhu Yan lay down, closed his eyes, and his breathing gradually became even.

After Nanzhi's breathing stabilized, Zhu Yan opened his eyes. There was no more desolation and loneliness in his eyes that had experienced more than 34,000 years. There was only the woman sleeping peacefully on the bed.

Nanzhi is very special.

Zhu Yan raised his hand to cover his heart. He carried all the anger in the world, but as long as he stayed by Nanzhi's side, he would be calm and his anger would subside. He would not be controlled by the anger in his body and lose control to do the things that once made him miserable.

But his plan is about to begin.

How long can I stay with Nanzhi?

……

Early the next morning.

Nanzhi got up early and prepared to embroider some more of the remaining screen.

As she walked to the catwalk, she saw a snow-white carrier pigeon standing in the window.

Remove the letter box from the pigeon's leg and unfold the letter.

[Beside the Lin Bridge, I'll wait for you]

These six short words made Nanzhi change her plans for today and go out with her oil-paper umbrella.

Sitting on a thick-trunk pear tree in the courtyard, Zhu Yan, holding a kettle, asked, "Where are you going so early in the morning?"

"Go meet someone!" Nanzhi waved at him.

"Alas." Putting down the kettle in his hand, Zhu Yan sighed and shook his head, "You are too thoughtful. You don't want to look at the handsome man at home, but insist on looking at the wild man outside."

"If I had known, I would have stewed the pigeon."

As he said this, he turned over and climbed down the tree, following Nanzhi who was leaving.

The oil-paper umbrella in her hand blocked the drizzle, and listening to the breakfast vendors on the street, Nanzhi hurried to a bridge.

Guardrails were built on both sides of the river, with thin willow branches hanging down. In front of the guardrails stood a tall and noble man with his hands behind his back. He was more than eight feet tall, with long black hair braided and scattered behind his back, and small bells wrapped around the ends of his hair. He was wearing a dark blue suit with rusty gold patterns, which showed off his wasp waist, tiger back and mantis legs.

What a handsome and elegant gentleman!

Hearing the light footsteps coming from behind him, Zhuo Yichen's ears moved slightly. He turned around, pursed his lips shyly, and called out, "Nanzhi, you're here."

Nanzhi walked to the opposite side of Zhuo Yichen and greeted him: "Xiao Zhuo, long time no see."

"I didn't mean to not come to see you!" Zhuo Yichen explained anxiously. As soon as he said that, he realized that his reaction was a bit inappropriate.

Under Nanzhi's puzzled gaze, he coughed lightly and handed over the package in his hand. "I've been busy preparing to rebuild the Monster Hunting Bureau these days and haven't been able to come to you. These are snacks from your favorite snack shop. I asked them to pack a few of each kind as an apology."

Looking at the large package, Nanzhi waved her hand and said, "No need. If you're busy and still apologize to me, I'd be a very unreasonable person. Besides, this snack is too much. I can't finish it."

"Then keep it and eat it slowly." Zhuo Yichen insisted, his ears unconsciously flushed. "Besides... I think you are very good, very gentle, and considerate. You are definitely not unreasonable..."

Seeing Zhuo Yichen's face getting redder and redder as he spoke, his eyes darting around but not daring to look at her, Nanzhi hurriedly took the package from him: "I'll take it! Stop it, you're getting more and more exaggerated..."

She took the package with both hands and was shocked by the size of the snacks inside! She was secretly shocked, wondering if Xiao Zhuo had mistaken her for a pig.

Seeing Nanzhi accept it, Zhuo Yichen was delighted, and his expression was shy as he pursed his lips.

This is his little habit. He will unconsciously purse his lips when he is shy or secretly happy.

"Have you had breakfast?" Zhuo Yichen asked.

Nanzhi shook her head: "I came out this morning when I saw your carrier pigeon, but I didn't have time to eat yet."

"Me neither." Zhuo Yichen couldn't help but tighten his grip on the Cloud Light Sword and asked expectantly, "Shall I treat you to breakfast?"

Nanzhi looked at the package in her hand: "You just gave me a big bag of snacks."

What's wrong with Xiao Zhuo lately? Not only does he seem less relaxed than when we used to play together, but his behavior is also strange.

Although he is a person who is cold on the outside but warm on the inside and shy, isn't he too shy?

Zhuo Yichen lowered his eyes, his handsome face looked a little bewildered, as if he didn't know how to answer her.

Nanzhi said, "How about I treat you to some wontons?"

It was Nanzhi who caused the embarrassment, and it was also Nanzhi who resolved his embarrassment.

Zhuo Yichen was very happy: "I'll treat you."

He has always known that Nanzhi has been living in financial difficulty in the past few months, but Nanzhi is stubborn and refuses to accept his financial help, saying that she can't always rely on him.

In fact, he wished Nanzhi could rely on him more.

But Nanzhi was unwilling to accept his money, so he could only help her with some small things, often sending her some food and clothes, and taking care of the patrol guards and yamen runners in Tiandu City, and putting Nanzhi under his protection circle, not allowing these people who usually bully others by relying on the power in their hands.

The patrolling guards were fine, but those yamen runners usually dealt with thugs and common people in the market, and they were a mixed bunch. Nanzhi was once a daughter of an official, and now she was down and out, so it was inevitable that they would have some bad intentions.

Thanks to Zhuo Yichen, Nanzhi has had a peaceful life this March.

Wonton stall.

Zhuo Yichen and Nanzhi found a seat and sat down.

The nobleman in a black robe embroidered with silver patterns and the street vendor clearly belong to two different worlds, but the girl sitting next to the nobleman with her elegant appearance and charming smile makes the disharmonious scene harmonious.

"Wontons are here~"

Two bowls of wontons were placed in front of Zhuo Yichen and Nanzhi respectively.

There seemed to be a few more in Nanzhi's bowl than in Zhuo Yichen's, but neither of them noticed much.

Looking at the wontons with thin skin and large fillings in the bowl, Nanzhi picked up the spoon and handed it to Zhuo Yichen. She then took the spoon, scooped up one, blew on it, and put it in her mouth.

The meat filling is delicious and juicy when you bite it. Nanzhi couldn't help but bend her eyes when she saw it.

Seeing Nanzhi enjoying her meal, Zhuo Yichen was also happy.

He scooped up a wonton and put it into his mouth, his face suddenly turned pale and he almost vomited it out!

Too salty! Bitter and salty!

How are these wontons made?!

Seeing Nanzhi looking at him with confusion, Zhuo Yichen forced himself to swallow the salty and bitter wonton in his mouth in order not to lose his composure in front of her.

After eating, he asked Nanzhi, "How does it taste?"

"Extraordinarily delicious!" Nanzhi gave the highest praise and then asked Zhuo Yichen, "What about you? Does it suit your taste?"

Zhuo Yichen's handsome face tensed: "...It suits my taste..."

Behind the wonton stall, the boss who was cooking wontons lowered his head and smiled evilly, and the leaf mark behind his ear disappeared.