God's hexagram favorite concubine

Chapter 41
"I didn't, you probably heard it wrong." Xuanyuan Yelan denied it without changing his face.

It is definitely a disgrace in his life for the majestic Seventh Prince to be reduced to the point where his stomach growls with hunger.

"How could it be? Qingcheng's ears are sharp." Qingcheng said with a wrinkled face.

"You really got it wrong."

"I do not have."

"You must have heard wrong."

"I really don't!"

"I'm not hungry at all, why would my stomach growl?" Xuanyuan Yelan said with a faint smile.

Just as he finished speaking, another familiar grunt sounded from his stomach.

"..."

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

One big and one small strongly insisted on their opinions, Xia Zishang inexplicably felt that the picture was very happy, especially the man in front of him was blushing from embarrassment, but he was still unwilling to admit the facts like a child, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows. The corners of his lips curled up, and he smiled lightly.

"Okay, stop arguing, the two of you, the food will be cold in a while, Qingcheng, hurry up and eat." Xia Zishang said.

"Mother, can Brother Fairy eat together?" Qingcheng grabbed the corner of Xuanyuan Yelan's clothes, looked at Xia Zishang pitifully and asked.

"Okay." Xia Zishang nodded, "But don't call me Fairy Brother."

This man looked about the same age as her, and Qingcheng called him Brother Fairy, which made her feel very old.

Xuanyuan Yelan agreed very much with what Xia Zishang said, nodded her head, and looked down at Qingcheng.

The soft and waxy person looks very much like her mother.

For the first time, he thought a child was cute.

"Then, what should I pay?" Qingcheng asked with her head tilted.

Xia Zishang walked up to Qingcheng, took her other little hand, and walked towards the dining table.

"You should call him uncle, do you understand?"

"Uncle Fairy, I understand!" Qingcheng said obediently.

Xuanyuan Yelan rubbed the center of his brows, he couldn't get rid of the title "fairy" anyway.

Xia Zishang added another pair of bowls and chopsticks. Fortunately, the table was big enough for Xuanyuan Yelan to sit beside Qingmo.

Qing Mo quietly looked at the man beside him from the corner of his eye.

What echoed in my mind was the scene that happened in the dilapidated courtyard today.

This man's identity definitely has a great background, his temperament and means are absolutely incomparable.

So, why on earth did he end up in their poor and small Taoyuan Village?
He served Xuanyuan Yelan a bowl of rice porridge and placed it in front of him.

"Rough tea and light food, let's make do with something." Xia Zishang said lightly.

Xuanyuan Yelan looked like a distinguished person, and he probably had never eaten such a simple meal.

But such meals are considered excellent for ordinary people in the village.

Xuanyuan Yelan nodded and picked up the chopsticks gracefully without saying anything.

All told, he hadn't eaten or drank water for almost five days and nights.

If it were an ordinary person who would not eat or drink for five days and five nights, he must have collapsed by now.

But he is not an ordinary person. Not eating for five days and five nights will not make him exhausted, but it will still make him feel hungry.

Simple meals, but the taste is excellent.

Xia Zishang looked at Xuanyuan Yelan's elegant posture when he was eating, and he didn't talk much. His gestures exuded a kind of elegant temperament, and this kind of temperament could not be cultivated overnight.

Aristocratic etiquette must be cultivated from an early age before it can be imprinted in the bones.

(End of this chapter)