Severed ties and living in a dilapidated house? No worries, the poor thing has a space.

Xiao Jingqi's Adam's apple bobbed, but he didn't open his mouth for a long time. Fang Yu was getting a little anxious and put the spoon against his lips, trying to force him to open his mouth.

After a moment of stalemate, he slowly opened his mouth and drank the soup.

After taking two bites, his expression and tone became somewhat strange. He slightly raised his hand and said, "I'd better do it myself."

A faint blush appeared at the base of his ears, which Fang Yu noticed. She deliberately leaned closer and asked in a serious tone, "Lord Xiao, why are you blushing? Has no woman ever taken care of you like this before?"

It would have been better if he hadn't asked. As a result, Xiao Jingqi's face turned red. He covered his mouth and coughed lightly, trying to cover up his embarrassment, but Fang Yu spoke up again.

"Does Lord Xiao have a wife?"

I don't know why Fang Yu asked this, but Xiao Jingqi's dark eyes under the satin suddenly lit up.

He suppressed the inexplicable restlessness in his heart: "To be honest, Miss Fang, I am swamped with many affairs and have little free time. I dare not waste your youth."

People in ancient times were so boring; they could have had both love and work.

After not hearing Fang Yu's response for a while, Xiao Jingqi turned his head slightly: "Miss Fang, is there a problem?"

Fang Yu changed the subject: "By the way, have you found your things? What are you planning to do with Zhang Shicong?"

“He can’t move yet, but he has already left Qingshan City. Miss Fang can now set up her stall or open a shop with peace of mind.”

"When will Lord Xiao depart?"

Xiao Jingqi's fingertips twitched slightly: "We can set off once my eyes have fully healed."

Fang Yu put down the soup, got up and went over to her: "Let me take a look at it for you."

She casually removed the cloth from his eyes and waved her hand in front of his eyes, but he didn't react at all.

His dark pupils seemed to possess some kind of magic, completely captivating Fang Yu, who could see herself reflected entirely in his eyes.

My gaze drifted down inadvertently; his nose was straight and his skin was fair. Further down, his lips were neither too thin nor too thick, almost perfect.

Having just drunk soup, her lips were still slightly moist, like the surface of a lake shimmering with light.

A shameless thought flashed through Fang Yu's mind: such beautiful lips must be very kissable.

I kissed her last time, and it was really nice.

No, Fang Yu tapped her forehead and cursed herself in her mind, "How could you be so perverted?"

"Miss Fang, how is it?" Xiao Jingqi suddenly asked her.

His breath came out in a powerful burst.

For some reason, Fang Yu could have completely cured his eyes with the spiritual spring water right now, but he said he would return to Yunjing once his eyes were healed.

Fang Yu just wanted to tease him a little more, so she lied and said, "He should be cured in two more days."

Xiao Jingqi lowered his eyelids slightly: "Alright, thank you for your trouble, Miss Fang."

Fang Yu shoved the nearly cold soup into his hand: "You drink it yourself. I'm going downstairs to grill some meat. I'll bring you some later."

During the rest of the day, Fang Yu was completely distracted while grilling meat, because his mind kept flashing with images of Xiao Jingqi's dull pupils, handsome features, and blank expression, making him look easy to bully.

"Sis, what are you thinking about? The meat is burnt."

Fang Xin calmly reminded him from the side, because she had been watching for quite a while and Fang Yu hadn't moved an inch.

Fang Yu snapped out of her daze and quickly took the meat off the plate. One side was already blackened, so it couldn't be sold and she would have to eat it herself.

Fang Xin didn't get an answer, so she asked again, but this time with a hint of worry: "Sister, is it because I blinded Lord Xiao that he won't let us set up a stall in front of Tianxiang Restaurant anymore?"

Fang Yu suddenly narrowed her eyes and looked in a distant direction, because someone was spying on her.

Fang Xin didn't know, but seeing Fang Yu's expression turn serious, she assumed it was as she had said.

Fang Xin scratched her head in self-reproach: "Sister, what if we really can't set up a stall anymore? Maybe I should kowtow to Lord Xiao and apologize in person."

Just as she was about to start grilling, Fang Yu grabbed her arm and said, "Xin'er, no, I was just thinking about something. Let's continue grilling the meat."

Fang Yu only intended to deliver the last dish before closing up shop to Xiao Jingqi, but Mo Jiu happened to return, so she handed it over to him.

A person quietly playing chess alone in a private room, upon hearing the door open, first smells the aroma of roasted meat wafting in.

"Miss Fang, you can have your waiter deliver it."

Mo Jiu paused slightly, turned around and glanced at the empty doorway: "Master, it's me. Miss Fang didn't come."

Mo Jiu frowned slightly. In the past, even if his master didn't look at him, he could tell it was him just by listening to his footsteps. How could he mistake it for Miss Fang today?

Xiao Jingqi coughed, covering his mouth: "Is everything settled?"

"Yes, Master, rest assured. Now we just need to wait for your eyes to recover so we can set off back to Yunjing."

Should he go back? Xiao Jingqi toyed with a chess piece that he hesitated to place, his dark vision seemingly seeing light through the window, and in that light, he seemed to see her shadow.

After packing up her stall and preparing to leave, Manager Sun came to Fang Yu: "Miss Fang, the few jars of wine you left the other day are all sold out. Do you have any left?"

She only casually took out three jars that day, and the price wasn't low, but she didn't expect them to sell out so quickly.

It wasn't appropriate to take it directly from that space right now, so Fang Yu looked towards the door, his gaze settling on a corner, and said to Manager Sun, "I'll have someone deliver it later."

Manager Sun had already prepared 80% of the profits from selling wine for Fang Yu.

This wine is consigned; it only uses the name of Tianxianglou, so the majority of the profit goes to Fang Yu, and Tianxianglou gets the remaining 20% ​​for free.

On the way to buy things for tomorrow, Fang Xin couldn't help but ask, "Sister, where did you buy that wine? I don't know where it is."

"Of course you don't know, it was secretly sent to me by a deity."

Fang Yu was just making things up, but Fang Xin nodded seriously and said, "Okay, let's go shopping."

When Fang Yu went to the grocery store to buy tea, she deliberately raised her voice and said, "Meat roasted with dill seeds is so fragrant and delicious."

Fang Xin thought Fang Yu was just tired and confused. She was about to remind her that these were not dill seeds, but Fang Yu gently shook her head at her. Fang Xin seemed to understand something and shut up.

On the way back, Fang Xin looked around to make sure she didn't see anyone before asking Fang Yu, "Sister, was someone following us just now?"

Fang Yu glanced back casually and said, "I don't think so. You might be mistaken."

After the two sisters left, Fang Ling, who was hiding behind the tree trunk, lifted the coarse cloth covering her face and slowly clenched her fist on the tree trunk.

She had spent the whole day with the two sisters and calculated that they had each earned at least two taels of silver from their stall.