Xianya Tower is a restaurant and a special place in the capital.

The most important thing to say is that it is special is its location selection.

There is a lake in the capital, which has always been the most interesting place for idle people. Every night, many people will raft on the lake, accompanied by a piano sound, drink a cup of tea, shake a folding fan in their hands, and pretend to be 13 in a cool wind. It is not bad.

In the middle of the lake in the heart of the city, there is a restaurant built on the lake. The most expensive, the most delicious, and the most difficult to set is Xianya Tower.

All diners who come to Xianyalou for dinner must first hire a small boat by the lake to ask the boatman to take you to the entrance of the restaurant, and after the meal, they will also hire a small boat to shake it back.

This is how Feng Yuheng and the other two came.

Huang Quan was obviously very familiar with the Xianya Tower. When he was still on the boat, he pointed to the place and introduced to Feng Yuheng: "Your Highness was playing when he was nine years old. Unexpectedly, he became famous when he went to the Xianya Tower. Whether it was a noble young man or a young lady in the capital, he was proud to be able to eat at the Xianya Tower. In the past, it was hard to book a private room, but now it is not easy to book a dine-in."

Qingyu heard a slight talk: "Who is the person who invited us here?" She came to the Feng family after the Royal Palace was hired, and her impression of His Highness Huang Quan was very vague.

Huang Quan smiled and said, "Of course, he is the master here."

As he was talking, the boat landed.

Someone in the restaurant immediately came forward to welcome the guests. When the three girls came up, a waiter asked: "Can you three order a table?"

Huang Quan called over with a fist: "I want to order a table when I come here?"

The waiter was stunned and soon recognized Huang Quan-"Yeah! It's Miss Huang Quan."

Before he could speak more, a decent dressed man in his forties in Xianya Tower paced out, nodded at Huangquan first, and then bowed to Feng Yuheng deeply: "Princess." Then he turned to the side and made a gesture: "Please, please, the prince is on the third floor."

Feng Yuheng was not very used to this title, but sometimes Wangchuan and Huangquan would call it that way, so she would not feel it was too abrupt. But when she heard the man on the third floor, the princess called her a little blushed.

Huang Quan, who had always been laughing, also got down seriously after climbing the stairs, making Qingyu nervous.

Until the shopkeeper personally led the three of them to the door of a private room on the third floor, Feng Yuheng saw Bai Ze.

She twitched her eyebrows and remembered her first encounter in the deep mountains. The purple lotus that had been floating in her mind that refused to dissipate became clearer.

The shopkeeper handed the three of them to Bai Ze and returned to the downstairs. Bai Ze grinned at Feng Yuheng and said nothing, Feng Yuheng was so angry that he took his eyes and snatched him.

Finally, Bai Ze could still remember the serious matters. After a while, he put away his smile, turned around and pushed the door open, and said to it: "Master, the person you are waiting for is here." Then he made a gesture to Huang Quan, and Huang Quan pulled Qingyu and followed Bai Ze away.

Qingyu was not at first relieved, but Feng Yuheng nodded slightly with her. The little girl was reluctant to follow Huang Quan.

Feng Yuheng himself stood at the door of the room and did not dare to take a step closer for a long time.

One of them was in the door and the other was outside the door. It was like a bit more intense. No one spoke, no one inside could come out, and no one outside could go in. It was just a stalemate.

The man inside sighed helplessly: "My legs are inconvenient, you can't let me come over and invite you in person."

She then came to her senses, but the words "legs are inconvenient", made her heart tugged a few more times.

Feng Yuheng once imagined the scene when the two met again. She once thought that she must first ask who was injured in his legs and face, and then write down the enemy's name and must avenge him in the future.

She was indeed ready to say this now, but she was only thinking about some things clearly, but once she said it, it changed its taste.

Just like Feng Yuheng, who now entered the court, turned around and closed the door, then walked to Xuan Tianming and said the first thing he said to him was: "It hurts your legs and ruins your face. Why don't you just lose your life?"

She really wants to slap herself!

Xuan Tianming was so surprised that this girl never gave him a good word from beginning to end. Thinking about the treatment in the mountains, he felt that it was already quite good now.

So he spread his hands, leaned against the back of the wheelchair and looked at her, saying, "If my life is lost, who will come back to Beijing to support you?"

She replied reflexively: "I will deal with them as if I weren't you!"

Xuan Tianming laughed.

She looked at the corners of her lips curled up slightly, and the curve just touched her heart. She was fooling and quarreling, and she couldn't continue to say anything about the quarrel.

Looking at the man in front of him, the golden mask was very delicately beaten, and there was even a delicate carving on his head. The purple lotus appeared faintly through the small hole between his eyebrows, and strangely highlighted the man with a bit of demonic aura.

She didn't think much, and she raised her paws without any warning, headed straight for the mask and reached over.

But when the fingertips just touched the metal texture, they were gently held by one hand.

"What are you doing?" he said helplessly, "It's ugly."

She suddenly turned her head, turned her back to him, her mouth stubbornly tightly pursed together, and her eyes stared straight at an unknown corner.

A stream of liquid surged in his eyes and was forced to refuse to flow out, which was so frustrating that he felt uncomfortable.

Xuan Tianming was also stunned. Looking at the awkward back, he felt that this girl seemed to be thinner than when she was in the mountains.

"The Feng family dares not give you enough food until now?" He had an idea in his mind, and asked casually, stretching out his hand to pull her sleeves like a chat. "I thought that after Mrs. Zhou went there, they should know how to restrain themselves. Why are you still so thin?"

She lost her temper when she was pulled by him, turned around and opened his hand, "I ate well later. I have a good foundation and can save myself from losing weight."

Xuan Tianming had never heard of the word weight loss. After thinking about it for a while, he concluded that it might be that a girl was afraid of being fat, so she shook her head in anger: "How old are you? It was when you were growing up, so how could those people say that."

"Hey!" Speaking of this, Feng Yuheng was excited. He turned his body and sat on the table, his legs swaying. "You know I'm young? Why are you anxious to give me a betrothal gift? Why did you say that you would marry me at the age of fifteen and the hairpin? I have never seen such an impatient person. Besides—" she raised her eyebrows, "Have you asked me if I would?"

"When I was a kid, no one asked me if I would rather or not." He said the truth, "It doesn't matter if we say anything about marriage."

Feng Yuheng frowned, and his originally shaking legs suddenly stopped, looking at him blankly-

"So, you don't want to?"

Xuan Tianming shook his head, "What logic is this?"

"Why did she give such a heavy betrothal gift?" she asked the question she had been asking, "When did you know I belong to the second lady of the Feng family?"

He answered honestly: "I saw you at the city gate on the day I returned to Beijing, so I asked Bai Ze to check it out. Those betrothal gifts... were the medical gifts I owe you."

She shook her head and stared at his eyes: "You have paid the medical bill."

"Twenty taels are too little."

"Not many. If it weren't for those twenty taels, I wouldn't be able to go back to the capital."

Both of them were silent.

He thought of seeing her slapped her hand in the mountains that night to clean up the bad guys; he thought of her dragging herself out of the cracks; he thought of her scraping flesh and bones for him; he thought of the lonely and lonely thin figure when she left the beginning.

And she thought of the thrilling escape from the northwest to the capital, which was all due to the twenty taels he gave to survive.

Feng Yuheng's stubbornness was instantly agitated again, and he rushed directly to Xuan Tianming from the table and reached out to grab the mask.

"Show me."

Xuan Tianming was startled by her and quickly caught the person. While hiding from her hand, he shouted: "Hengheng, stop making trouble."

She snatched her a few times but didn't get it, so she obediently took her hand back, but the man was still lying on him, holding his front with one hand tightly, and two tears rolled down "bang" and "bang".

With no sign at all, Feng Yuheng cried.

She cried aggrievedly, but didn't make any sound. Her throat was sore and painful, her two rows of silver teeth were chewing, and her snot flowed down hand by hand.

In those years before Xuan Tianming went to the northwest to fight, many girls had cried in front of him, including the daughter of the opposite sex king who had burned the palace by him.

But no girl can cry so innocently and sincerely, and... she ignores her image.

Suddenly, a burst of heartache came up, and a strange feeling that had never been before came to my heart. Xuan Tianming subconsciously reached out to rub her soft hair, and said to her in a tone like coaxing a child: "Be good, don't cry."

But she cried even harder.

He had no choice but to endure the pain of being pressed by her legs, and held the child in his arms and patted her back one by one.

Yes! This is a child. He was just twelve years old and had given birth to him eight years later.

"Do you regret it? The person you want to marry is a cripple who has ruined his face, are you disappointed?"

He was deliberately teasing her, but who knew that Feng Yuheng, who was still crying in his heart and was crying unsavory, suddenly raised his head. Although the tears were still hanging, he stopped sobbing. He just stared at him for a long time before he spoke quietly: "Why did my legs and that doctor finally cured me, why did he break again?"

He took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped her tears and snot one after another. "After you leave, Bai Ze and I were unable to come out of the mountain safely, so we encountered an ambush at the mountain pass."

He said it lightly, as if he had just fought a small fight.

In fact, that ambush almost killed him and Bai Ze.

"What kind of character is the ambush?" she thought for a while, "Enemy country?"

He shook his head, "No. This matter is being investigated, don't take it too seriously."

Feng Yuheng was angry, "The legs are lame, and the face I like to see the most is also ruined. Xuan Tianming, who gave you the courage to destroy my things like this?"
Chapter completed!