Water Reflects Peach Blossoms

Sikong Changfeng regained consciousness from his drowsy state. He vaguely smelled the taste of meat buns, and it seemed as if he could also feel the touch of meat buns on his hands?

Soft and exudes an enticing fragrance.

He opened his eyes, and the first thing he felt was a very dry throat. He saw himself lying in a room, the wounds on his body were a little painful, and they had been applied with medicine. Was there really a meat bun in his hand?

Sikong Changfeng ate the already cold bun in his hand in a few bites. Because he ate too fast, he choked and kept coughing with his chest drooping.

"Drink some water."

A cup of warm water was handed to him, and Sikong Changfeng hurriedly took it and drank it in big gulps to smooth the food in his throat.

After finally feeling refreshed, he realized that there was someone next to him, a woman with a nice voice.

He looked up and saw the woman standing next to him.

Is it the fairy I saw before I fell into a coma?

It's not a dream, it's real...

Sikong Changfeng blinked his eyes, looking a little dazed, with steamed bun crumbs still at the corner of his mouth, like a silly little cat.

Su Wan stretched out her hand and waved it in front of his eyes: "Are you stupid?"

Sikong Changfeng shook his head: "Not stupid."

He sat up straight and asked, "My name is Sikong Changfeng. May I ask if it was the young lady who saved me?"

I can never repay you for saving my life.

If it really was this girl, he would definitely protect her safety for the rest of her life and repay her for saving his life.

"It wasn't me," Su Wan told him, "it was you who saved you. But this is the first time I've heard the surname Sikong. It's quite meaningful."

son?

Sikong Changfeng wondered, could this girl be the maid of some young master?

Seeing that she was wearing ill-fitting men's clothes, Sikong Changfeng became more certain of his thoughts.

At this time, Baili Dongjun pushed the door open and came in.

He saw the boy sitting on the bed and asked happily, "Are you awake?"

"Your injuries are quite severe. Fortunately, you have my medicine, otherwise you would have been unconscious for who knows how long."

Sikong Changfeng quickly said in a serious tone: "I am Sikong Changfeng, thank you for saving my life."

"Sikong Changfeng?" Baili Dongjun pondered: "This name is quite meaningful."

Sikong Changfeng explained the meaning of his name: people are empty when they are born, and they are also empty when they die, just like the wind that never returns.

Su Wan blinked: "You have great literary talent."

His literary talent, his eloquence, and his coolness are almost comparable to that of Senior Brother Liu Yue, the most pretentious person in the world.

"Thank you for the compliment, young lady." Sikong Changfeng scratched his hair embarrassedly.

Baili Dongjun: "..."

He has good literary talent, and his name, Baili Dongjun, Baili Dongjun... is also very meaningful!

He quickly changed the subject and asked Sikong Changfeng, "How did you get injured so badly?"

Sikong Changfeng explained: "I have been in the martial arts world since I was a child. When I fought with others, I was defeated."

When Baili Dongjun heard that it was a man from the martial arts world, he instantly forgot his previous dissatisfaction. He had wanted to make his way in the martial arts world since he was a child, and he immediately pestered Sikong Changfeng to tell him about his experiences in the martial arts world.

He also asked Sikong Changfeng if he had anywhere to go and whether he wanted to stay.

After learning that this was a tavern and that Baili Dongjun would provide food, accommodation, and drinks, Sikong Changfeng stayed and promised to protect Baili Dongjun and Su Wan.

Then, Baili Dongjun discovered that things had changed.

Sikong Changfeng did not chat with him about interesting stories in the martial arts world as he had expected. Instead, he followed Su Wan around all day long, taking care of all the work in the tavern and telling jokes to make Su Wan happy.

Alarm bells rang in his heart!

When Sikong Changfeng finished wiping the table and was about to go find Su Wan, he turned around and saw Baili Dongjun standing in front of him with his hands on his hips and an unhappy look on his face.

"Shopkeeper?" he asked curiously.

"Why do you, a grown man, always run around girls?" Baili Dongjun was very unhappy.

Sikong Changfeng said as if it was a matter of course: "She and I are colleagues, so of course we have topics to talk about."

Baili Dongjun was silent for a moment, then retorted: "She is not your colleague."

Su Wan was his superior! His leader! His important accountant!

Sikong Changfeng suddenly remembered that Su Wan called Baili Dongjun "Young Master", which meant that she was Baili Dongjun's maid, and Baili Dongjun was right to say so.

Scratching his hair, Sikong Changfeng asked Baili Dongjun, "You must be a wealthy young master from some wealthy family, right?"

Baili Dongjun was surprised: "How did you know?"

Then he calmed down and raised his chin proudly: "If I didn't have money, I wouldn't be able to open a tavern, nor could I support the three of us."

Having seen how much Su Wan ate, which was more than the two grown men combined, Sikong Changfeng nodded.

"No wonder……"

He sighed in his heart. Su Wan had no personal freedom. Even others had to be stopped by the young master when talking to her. It was really pitiful.

Such a fairy-like and gentle woman should not be so miserable.

He also thought, what should he do if Baili Dongjun made things difficult for her and punished her because he went to talk to her?

She is so fragile, it must be very painful!

"What did you say?" Baili Dongjun didn't hear clearly.

To Sikong Changfeng, this sentence sounded like a naked threat, as if saying: If you have the guts, go talk to her again and show me.

Sikong Changfeng's eyelashes trembled. For the first time, his youthful pride was thwarted. Like a defeated rooster, he said listlessly, "I'll stay away from her."

Baili Dongjun: “……?”

Why do I feel like something is wrong?

Seeing the distraught Sikong Changfeng about to leave, he hurriedly stopped him: "You told me the story of the Thousand Buddha Cave yesterday, aren't you going to continue telling me?"

Sikong Changfeng turned around and glared at Baili Dongjun.

He didn't talk much to the narrow-minded guy who restricted the maid's freedom.

Baili Dongjun was glared at, looking puzzled. He asked Su Wan, who was calculating on the abacus, "What's wrong with this guy?"

Su Wan looked at Sikong Changfeng, then at Baili Dongjun, and felt that these two guys had been acting weird and annoying these past few days.

To solve this annoying problem, all you need to do is say, "Sir, I want to eat roast lamb tonight."

"No problem!" Baili Dongjun agreed immediately.

Touching his half-empty wallet, he walked out to buy a sheep with a sweet and troubled look on his face.

Su Wan was such a big eater, and now there was another Sikong Changfeng. Not only had the tavern hadn't made any money since it opened, but the money he had for food was flowing out like crazy.

Ugh--

He finally understood why Su Wan had spent all her money on the road and looked so destitute when she arrived in Chaisang City.

I'm afraid all the money was spent on filling my stomach on the road.

As he was thinking, he walked to the only butcher's stall on the street and said, "Boss, give me a lamb."

While chopping pork, Yan Qiansui, known as the Golden-mouthed Yama, looked up at the silly boy in front of him and tapped the sign that read "Pork" with the knife in his hand.

He opened his mouth with one word: "Get lost."