After a master of metaphysics severed ties with his family, the whole family was filled with regret!

Chapter 109 Lost Memories Will Be Remembered Sooner or Later
Luo Chujiu successfully picked up Xiao Beiming and brought him to her carriage.

"Let's go eat wontons first. I know a wonton shop that's really good."

As soon as she got into the carriage, Luo Chujiu began to tell Xiao Beiming about the arrangements for the next few hours.

Xiao Beiming didn't care what he ate for breakfast.

"Xiao Jiu's recommendation is definitely reliable." Xiao Beiming smiled.

Soon, the carriage stopped in front of a wonton stall, and the driver then drove the carriage into the alley.

"Shopkeeper, two bowls of wontons, one large and one small."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Beiming quickly said:

"I'll just have a small bowl."

Luo Chujiu looked at him with a blank expression:
"The small bowl is for you, I'll eat the big bowl."

Xiao Beiming was taken aback when he heard Luo Chujiu say that, then he smiled:
"That's good, so we won't waste food."

"It won't be a waste. If you don't finish it, just give it to me. I might not even be full after eating a big bowl."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Beiming laughed even louder.

The shopkeeper quickly brought over two bowls of wontons. Luo Chujiu gave the smaller bowl to Xiao Beiming, gave him a pair of chopsticks, and poured a little vinegar into his wonton bowl.

"Wontons taste best with vinegar, you should try it."

"Alright, Xiao Jiu, you can eat too. There's no need to look after me."

"No way. I'm the one who brought you out to play today, so I'm going to make sure you eat well and have fun. I'll take care of you the whole time. You don't have to be polite with me. You've always taken good care of me. Let's switch roles today."

"Alright, then let's do as Xiao Jiu says."

Xiao Beiming didn't argue with Luo Chujiu and began to taste the bowl of wontons.

Thin skin, generous filling, very delicious.

"how?"

After seeing Xiao Beiming take a bite, Luo Chujiu quickly asked.

"Hmm, not bad, very delicious, you should eat too."

"Uh-huh."

After hearing Xiao Beiming's response, Luo Chujiu felt relieved and began to eat on her own.

After Luo Chujiu finished eating a large bowl of wontons, Xiao Beiming still had half a bowl of small wontons left.

"Your Highness, you eat so slowly."

Luo Chujiu was a little disgusted, since she had finished such a big bowl of food.

Xiao Beiming smiled helplessly and said:

"My stomach is not good, so I must chew slowly and carefully."

"Alright then, shopkeeper, give me another bowl of wontons!"

Luo Chujiu felt that it would be a while before Xiao Beiming finished eating, so she might as well have another small bowl of food, since she wasn't full yet anyway.

The shopkeeper quickly served the wontons to Luo Chujiu. This time, after Luo Chujiu finished eating, Xiao Beiming also finished eating.

Luo Chujiu took out a handkerchief from her bosom and wiped her mouth. Xiao Beiming only had the handkerchief that Luo Chujiu had given him before, and he was reluctant to use it to wipe his mouth. Just as he was hesitating, he saw Luo Chujiu take the clean side of her handkerchief and bring it to his mouth, pressing it on both sides of his lips.

"Okay, let's go."

Luo Chujiu acted as if she had done something perfectly normal. After wiping Xiao Beiming's mouth, she put the handkerchief back in her bosom.

Xiao Beiming was completely taken aback by Luo Chujiu's flirting, but the culprit was completely oblivious, as if nothing had happened.

Xiao Beiming silently followed behind Luo Chujiu, strolling through the morning market with her. Luo Chujiu walked ahead, full of curiosity, wanting to buy everything she saw.

Xiao Beiming was still savoring the scene of her wiping his mouth, and a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips. "Your Highness, do you think this is pretty?"

Luo Chujiu suddenly turned around, holding the little trinket in her hand, and asked Xiao Beiming.

Xiao Beiming's smile hadn't faded yet, and he stood there stunned.

Luo Chujiu was slightly dissatisfied:
"Your Highness, what are you daydreaming about? Did you not eat enough this morning?"

"Nothing much. What are you holding in your hand?"

"Oh, the vendor said it's a rattle drum, something to play with for little kids."

"I know it's a rattle drum, but why did you buy this, Xiao Jiu?"

"I bought this for you, Your Highness. You can keep it and play with it so you won't be spacing out."

As Luo Chujiu spoke, she shoved the rattle into Xiao Beiming's hand and continued walking forward.

Xiao Beiming stared at the rattle drum in his hand, full of doubt, and then actually started shaking it on his own, as if Luo Chujiu was coaxing him, and he was quite enjoying it.

After a stroll through the morning market, Xiao Beiming acquired many strange and unusual trinkets:

A rattle drum, a handkerchief for wiping one's mouth, and a pendant that looks like a stone.

While eating wontons, Luo Chujiu noticed that Xiao Beiming didn't have a handkerchief to wipe his mouth, so she bought one for him from the stall so he wouldn't be reluctant to use it.

Xiao Beiming naturally knew that Luo Chujiu was very thoughtful, which made him even happier.

"Your Highness, shall we go to the teahouse to rest and have a couple of cups of tea?"

"Okay, I'll follow Xiao Jiu's arrangements."

Upon hearing this, Luo Chujiu took Xiao Beiming to the teahouse without hesitation, found a private room by the window, and the two sat down to drink tea.

At this time, the storyteller in the teahouse also started his shift, and this time he told the story of the Wen clan of the Nanzhao Kingdom.

Upon hearing this, Luo Chujiu subconsciously looked at Xiao Beiming.

The storyteller was telling the story of Xiao Beiming's clan.

The Wen family devoted themselves to the Nanzhao Kingdom. Except for Xiao Beiming, all the rest of them died on the battlefield. They were a family of loyal martyrs.

This is why Xiao Beiming is so respected in the Nanzhao Kingdom, and why Xiao Jinglin treats Xiao Beiming like a brother.

However, if Xiao Beiming had a choice, he certainly wouldn't want the annihilation of his entire clan to achieve his current glory.

"Would you still feel sad or upset if you heard the story now?"

Luo Chujiu looked at Xiao Beiming and asked.

"No, I didn't cry anymore. I shed all my tears when I was sixteen. Now, when I think about it, I just feel a lot of emotions."

The deceased are gone, and those who are alive should cherish everything that is hard-won. Xiao Beiming also thought about this for a long time before he understood this principle.

Do you remember anything that happened when you were a child?

Luo Chujiu tentatively asked in a low voice.

"Why do you ask?"

"I was just curious; I don't recall you mentioning anything about your childhood."

"My childhood memories are a bit hazy. Nan Ke said that my memory was impaired after I was injured on the battlefield. But I don't think it's anything serious. I don't know what I've forgotten, but everything is preordained. If it's important, I'll remember it sooner or later."

Upon hearing Xiao Beiming's words, Luo Chujiu felt that he possessed the potential of a Taoist, going with the flow, accepting whatever comes his way, not dwelling on the past, and cherishing the present.

"What if the thing you forgot is very important, but you just can't remember it?"

“If it’s really important, I shouldn’t forget it. Even if I do forget, I’ll remember it sooner or later,” Xiao Beiming said with great certainty, then looked at Luo Chujiu with a meaningful expression.

(End of this chapter)