Watching the little girl leave, Luo Xuan thought for a while, went to the kitchen, and asked the chef to boil a bowl of soup for An Daoping, she carefully put it on the plate, and then walked to the door of the study with the tray.

Luo Xuan was full of pity for An Daoping's self-deception at this time, so she knocked on the door and asked softly, "Daoping, can I come in?" ”

An Daoping hurriedly threw the side face of An Juan unconsciously drawn by his subordinates into the bookcase, then reached out and tidied his collar, coughed a few more times, and then replied seemingly calmly: "Come in." ”

Hearing An Daoping's words, Luo Xuan pushed open the door of the study, put the soup in her hand on the corner of the table, and then sat on An Daoping's side, persuading him to drink this bowl of soup: "Daoping, I see that you have not been in a very good mood since you came back, so I asked the kitchen to boil you a bowl of soup, and now the temperature is about the same, you can drink it." ”

Originally, An Daoping had a ghost in his heart, but now that he saw Luo Xuan so virtuous, his heart was even more entangled, so when Luo Xuan had just finished persuading, he picked up the soup bowl without hesitation, and poured the bowl of soup into his mouth with his head up.

"It tastes good." He reached out and wiped the soup from the corner of his mouth, and spoke appreciatively.

Seeing that there was soup in An Daoping's mouth, Luo Xuan hurriedly took out a small piece of silk handkerchief from his arms, came to him, and carefully wiped it off, his movements were extremely gentle, and his eyes were extremely focused.

After wiping An Daoping's cheeks, Luo Xuan naturally lowered her gaze, and saw a few more poems written on the rice paper in front of An Daoping.

Her movements paused for a moment, carefully read these poems, and then took a step back and looked at An Daoping in surprise: "Daoping, why did you write such perfect poems again?" ”

"I originally thought that you were inspired to make the poems of the past few days, but seeing that you have written such a quality again, I guess this is your level......" With Luo Xuan's surprised voice, An Daoping casually moved his gaze to the rice paper under his arm, his eyes were a little cold.

He has never been at this level, but there are people who can make him express his true feelings.

And this man ...... It's a pity that it's not Luo Xuan.

An Daoping took a deep breath, shook his head, and very modestly copied these poems, folded them neatly, and then showed a smile on his face, looking at Luo Xuan, who was still happy next to him: "Xuan'er, are you still having dinner?" I'm a little hungry, so let's go eat first. ”

"Okay." Luo Xuan didn't feel An Daoping's unnaturalness at all, she generously grabbed An Daoping's arm, and the two walked to the restaurant side by side.

During the meal, An Daoping suddenly remembered An Xuan, and felt that he should go to the queue earlier tomorrow, but he walked so early, and Luo Xuan was easy to suspect him here.

So when he sandwiched a chopstick of vegetables, he said calmly: "Xuan'er, I heard from a few friends that a small restaurant has recently opened, and the dishes are particularly delicious, but the business of this store is also very good, and people are queuing up every day." ”

Luo Xuan also vaguely knew a little about this matter, and today she heard that An Daoping was queuing up in the little girl's report.

However, she still deliberately made a surprised look and asked: "The business of this store is so good, there are always people queuing?" ”

"Yes, I wanted to line up to buy something to taste today, but before I could get in line, the shop was closed, alas." After talking about today's experience, An Daoping did not forget to offer his hospitality to Luo Xuan, "Actually, I wanted to buy a few dishes and bring them back to eat with you, but I didn't buy them, which is a bit of a pity." ”

He glanced his eyes from side to side twice, and then said casually: "I'll get up early tomorrow to buy you this food, let's try it." ”

Although moved by An Daoping's care for herself, Luo Xuan still gave a reasonable suggestion: "Why don't I let someone buy it, you can sleep a little longer." ”

"No, no," Seeing that Luo Xuan was about to stop him, An Daoping hurriedly waved his hand, "It just so happens that I will get up early and go out to exercise, and I will also go to see what dishes are available, and we will both taste them in the future." ”

An Daoping rejected Luo Xuan's proposal because he wanted to see An Xuan and didn't want someone else to replace him.

But Luo Xuan thought that An Daoping really loved her and wanted to do something for her, so she insisted on it.

She was moved in her heart, so she gently stepped forward and kissed An Daoping.

The next day, An Daoping got up early, deliberately freshened up, and then walked to the side of the Yuanju Pavilion.

Because he wanted to see An Juan last night, he got up early, and now there are only a few people standing outside the window, and everyone has an indelible fatigue on their faces, and they are still a little excited and nervous.

Among these men who got up early to line up, there was actually an acquaintance of An Daoping.

When he saw An Daoping, his eyes lit up, and he hurriedly ran over, grabbed An Daoping, and greeted him diligently: "Gongzi An, why are you coming to line up?" ”

Seeing the ridicule in the scholar's eyes, An Dao's heart moved, but his face was still dignified, and he even reprimanded the scholar: "Do you think I came here for a beautiful girl like you?" I want to taste what this shop tastes like, and if it's really delicious, I'll buy more for Xuan'er. ”

"The girl who sells food in this shop is, cough," the scholar looked around to make sure that there was no one around, before he cleared his throat, leaned over An Daoping's ear, and whispered this sentence, "Princess." ”

When it comes to "princess", everyone can only think of one person.

After all, there is only one prince in this dynasty.

An Daoping, who had long known that it was An Juan, still opened his eyes contrivedly, and said in surprise: "How is it possible?" What is this system? ”

"No, no, no, don't make a fuss." Seeing that An Daoping, who was usually calm, showed a panicked look, the scholar raised his hand and pressed it in the air, as if to suppress An Daoping's excitement.

"Now Miss An hasn't married Prince Ye yet, so she can't be considered a princess, she is just an ordinary woman with a beautiful appearance, and there is nothing wrong with selling a meal." It is estimated that this is a fallacy and heresy discussed by scholars, and it is specially used to counter the relevant remarks of "unseemly and unorthodox".

This reason was actually discussed by the scholars themselves, but now An Daoping's eyes are full of Luo Yelin's abuse of An Juan, so he directly conspires to attribute the appearance of this reason to Luo Yelin, thinking that Luo Yelin arranged for the scholars to speak out like this in order to clear his name.

But this suspicion is unfounded, no matter how much An Daoping hates Luo Yelin in his heart, he can only smile perfunctorily, and then find a reason to go back and line up alone.

About a quarter of an hour later, a slender figure walked out of the store.

Without looking at her face, An Daoping can be sure that this person is An Juan.

He took a deep breath, and just mustered up the courage to step forward to greet An Juan, when he saw that several men nearby couldn't wait to step forward, and they all offered their respects to An Juan with smiles on their faces.

And when they speak, they always say their identities intentionally or unintentionally, especially those who have official positions, and they always add a few unintentional words of "this official", and then explain in a little panic that they accidentally said their usual self-proclaim.

It's a pity that Anjuan was expressionless throughout the whole process, and only occasionally when someone asked about the dishes and the opening and closing times, she was able to show a standard smile and answer questions politely.

This is a standard professionalism, but in An Daoping's heart, it is full of sadness.

An Wan meticulously rolled up the curtain, then stood inside, stood directly at the window, and looked at the front diner: "Our chef will be here soon, tell me if you have anything you want to eat, I'll write it down in the notebook, and when the chefs arrive, I'll make yours first." ”

Almost jotted down the orders of several diners, An Juan kept her head down and asked the next one, "What do you want to eat?" The menu is outside the window. ”

"I want one of you." A faint smile came from the voice.

...... this sound?

An Qian moved her eyes, paused slightly in the movement of her hand, and quickly recognized the identity of the person who came without looking up.

She nodded, looked up and wrote the word "you" on the paper, looking a little silly.

Then she pretended to realize what was happening, and looked at the man standing at the window with some surprise.

"Gongzi An?"

"That's right, it's hard for the girl to remember me." Seeing An Xuan's reaction, An Daoping tried his best to suppress the sadness in his heart, and smiled lightly on his face, "I'll order a chicken rice and a fried mushroom." ”

After that, he raised his head, stared at An Juan affectionately, and deliberately lowered his voice, with a bit of sexiness and lowness in his tone: "Miss An, is it okay?" ”

"Ah, of course." An Wan came back to her senses and hurriedly wrote down the two dishes.

"That's right," she stretched out her hand to beckon a servant to come over, help her stand here to greet the guests, and then looked at An Daoping with a smile, "Gongzi An, since we are acquainted, I'll go and cook these two dishes for you." ”

After saying this, An Juan disappeared directly in front of the window, went to the back kitchen, found a place, finished the two dishes for An Daoping, and then delivered them to him.

Unexpectedly, An Juan actually cooked for him personally, An Daoping looked down at the two dishes in his hand, and his mood was a little complicated.

Although Luo Xuan said that she loved him, she actually didn't cook even a single dish for him at all, at most, she let the kitchen finish, she did the post-processing, and then brought it to his study.

And An Xuan, who has not made any substantial progress with him, is willing to cook for him......

Men always have a great affection for women who are willing to wash their hands and make soup, and An Daoping is naturally the same.

He pursed his lips and looked away from the dish in his hand, then looked at Anjuan, and saw that she was looking up, smiling at him a little shyly.