Revenge of Rebirth: Beauty scheming

Chapter 564 Longevity Noodles

The days passed, and soon it was September [-]th.

Zhao Yuanxiang went to the theater troupe two days in advance, discussed everything with the troupe master, and arranged the venue.

In the early morning of the [-]th, Xuanyuan Chen waited at the gate of the Zhao residence, waiting for Zhao Yuanxiang to come out.

When Zhao Yuanxiang walked to the gate, he saw him standing in front of the gate with his hands behind his back. On his black clothes, there were dark patterns embroidered with purple silk thread.With the autumn wind blowing, the hem of his clothes moved with the wind, and the purple lines on it appeared and disappeared from time to time, very luxurious.

Withered and yellow drops on the ground were picked up by the wind and swirled away from his feet.

It looks like a banished fairy who has been refined from other worlds.

Zhao Yuanxiang looked at the top of his head, and suddenly remembered something——

Having known each other for so long, it seems that Xuanyuan Chen has never used a hair crown.

His hair has always been tied up at the back of his head with a headband, and the rest of his hair is loose. He has never been carefully combed into a high bun.

So, did she buy something that he can't use...

Zhao Yuanxiang frowned, this is great, the gift he bought directly was not thoughtful enough, and now people still don't need it, so it was completely for nothing.

When she was thinking wildly, Xuanyuan Chen walked towards her, his eyes behind the mask were bent into half moons, and when he looked at her, he was full of joy: "Where are we going?"

Zhao Yuanxiang didn't tell him her arrangement before, and said with a smile: "Don't ask so many questions, just follow me."

"Have you had breakfast?" Xuanyuan Chen asked softly, walking side by side with her.

Zhao Yuanxiang looked at him sideways and asked, "Did you not eat?"

Xuanyuan Chen was startled, and then smiled: "I'm so happy today, I can't eat, I want to come over and wait for you as soon as I open my eyes."

Zhao Yuanxiang was slightly startled, and said, "When did you come? Du Ruo only told me a quarter of an hour ago."

As she spoke, she glanced at Du Ruo behind her.

Du Ruo pointed at Xuanyuan Chen helplessly, indicating to Zhao Yuanxiang that it was not she who refused to speak, but someone who refused to speak.

Xuanyuan Chen didn't answer her question, but said: "It's not long, let's not talk about this, there is a restaurant in front, let's go eat something."

Zhao Yuanxiang's heart moved slightly, he nodded and said, "That's fine, I haven't eaten either."

This restaurant is not as grand as Zuixianlou, but fortunately, there is also a private room. Only after the door of the private room is closed, Xuanyuan Chen can take off his mask to eat.

Du Ruo found an excuse, and went to the small shop nearby to eat before they entered the shop.

Zhao Yuanxiang and Xuanyuan walked into the restaurant, Xuanyuan Chen asked her in a low voice: "What do you want to eat?"

Zhao Yuanxiang pretended to be contemplative, and said for a moment: "It's early in the morning, and I don't want to eat greasy food, so let's have two bowls of noodles?"

Xuanyuan Chen naturally does what she says.

The two asked for a private room and ordered two bowls of beef noodles.

The waiter had a strange expression on his face, and thought to himself, these two people are really strange enough to sit in a private room after eating noodles.

While thinking about it, he went downstairs to order the kitchen to cook the noodles, but as soon as he went down the stairs, he was stopped by Zhao Yuanxiang who drove out from behind.

Zhao Yuanxiang lowered his head and took a piece of silver from his purse to him, and said in a low voice, "Second Brother, please change that son's beef noodles for Changshou noodles."

The waiter in the shop was stunned for a moment, and immediately happily took the money and went down to do it.

When Zhao Yuanxiang returned to the private room, Xuanyuan Chen had already taken off his mask, and was sitting in this somewhat narrow room, propping his chin with one hand, and pouring tea slowly with the teapot in the other.

(End of this chapter)