A businesswoman with a sharp edge, a genius cultivator

Chapter 277 Farewell
Promised Su Qingxue to invite him to dinner, Zixi couldn't be sloppy, and got busy the next afternoon. The ingredients were all selected, and everything was ready, so Zixi started to work.

The corner of Xianghailou's kitchen is occupied by Zixi. From cooking to every dish, Zixi cooks it himself. There are a few fresh dishes that even attract the chef next to him.

In the evening, Zixi brought the food into the private room on time, tidied up and walked into the private room, and saw that Su Qingxue was already sitting leisurely on the chair in the private room, waiting for Zixi.

"Come by pinch?" Zixi raised her eyebrows, she thought he would be late today.

"I'm sorry, but luckily I didn't waste time, otherwise I'd let down your good intentions today, and I'd never forgive myself." Su Qingxue laughed. Although she said sorry words, people couldn't bear to blame him.

The number one disciple of Xianyunmen must be busy with his affairs. It is very good to be able to take time out of his busy schedule. Zixi smiled slightly, "If you do what you say, just eat today's meal."

As he said that, he also sat down, facing Su Qingxue face to face, and saw him pick up the chopsticks and gracefully pick up a piece of crispy cold lotus root and take a bite.

Su Qingxue raised her eyebrows slightly, "It tastes good."

"I haven't made it for a long time, as long as the craftsmanship hasn't deteriorated." Zixi laughed and ate with him, but most of the time he watched Su Qingxue eating.

This man, even in front of the dinner table, looks elegant and noble. Even when he is eating, he looks like a pleasing painting, which makes people can't help but take a few more glances.

"Why, do I have flowers on my face?" Su Qingxue smiled when Zixi stopped her chopsticks to look at him for the tenth time.

"No, it's just... there are grains of rice at the corner of his mouth." Zixi rolled his eyes and said slyly.

"Really?" Su Qingxue raised her eyebrows, "But... I didn't eat."

Zixi looked down at Su Qingxue's bowl, it was clean inside, not even vegetables, let alone rice, "Uh..." Zixi was stunned for a moment, and then recalled that he had been eating while sandwiching just now. , where has rice been served?

The corners of Zixi's mouth twitched, blushing at his clumsy little trick.

"Hehehe." Su Qingxue laughed, as if amused by Zixi's depressed appearance, different from his usual alienated smile, the smile was very real.

This man should smile more to look good, Zixi couldn't help sighing.

It took half an hour for a meal, and the sky was completely dark. Su Qingxue ate some of all the dishes made by Zixi. Although they were not as good as the dishes in five-star hotels, the regular dishes in this house were still delicious. The fragrance is full and full of aftertaste, at least Su Qingxue eats it very comfortably.

"I'm thinking... how much favor do you have to owe to eat this kind of food every day." Su Qingxue laughed.

"Uh." Zixi was stunned for a moment, she didn't expect Su Qingxue to say that, her face blushed inexplicably, and Zixi also laughed.

"The bird outside has been waiting for you for half a quarter of an hour. If you have anything to do, go ahead." Zixi turned her head and looked out the window. Flapping its wings, it seemed that Su Qingxue ignored it for the rest of its life, and it would never fall to the ground.

Su Qingxue paused slightly, "Okay." He didn't explain, there were indeed a lot of things today, and he needed to take care of them.

Zixi nodded, watching the white figure disappear into the night, she curled her lips slightly, wondering if she was obsessed tonight, she actually cooks for a man.

Perhaps, this man is unusual. If he hadn't chosen to protect her, she would have died in the hands of Xianyunmen in the Beast God cave.

Zixi exhaled and smiled slightly.

In the next two days, Zixi never saw Su Qingxue again, but met Lanying. The little girl was very happy about the upcoming marriage, like a happy lark.

Zixi smiled slightly, and after listening to her talk about Yue Luohan all afternoon, she returned to Imperial College.

"Are you going to Xianyun Mountain tomorrow?" Huo Ling smiled slightly when he saw Zixi coming.

"Yeah." Zi Xi nodded, with Huo Ling's intelligence, how could she not know the purpose of her coming here now?
"This is indeed an opportunity to become famous in the world, so be careful." Huo Ling stood up from the rocking chair, walked towards Zixi, and handed her a bottle of pills.

"This is medicine for wounds. It is effective in treating internal and external injuries. If there is anything to do, remember that safety is the most important thing. If someone bullies you, come to me." Huo Ling didn't have any extra words, but gave Zixi the most determined look.

"Master, you... have been so kind to me from the very beginning. I never understood it. At that time, I was just an unknown girl in a small mountain village. You passed on the Fire Spirit Mantra to me, taught me how to cultivate, and even made me a Your only disciple..." Zixi was silent for a while, she originally wanted to live in such a muddled way, but she didn't know why, so she asked.

Is there any misunderstanding in this?
Looking up, Zixi met Huo Ling's eyes as bright as ordinary stars.

"If I don't tell the truth, will it hurt your heart? If I tell the truth, it will hurt your heart too." Huo Ling spoke slowly, sighed slightly, and looked at Zixi as if through She saw another figure.

"Because you look a lot like your mother." Huo Ling spoke, with a bit of a sigh in his voice, as if there was something Zixi didn't know about Zixi's former mother and Huo Ling.

Hearing this news, Zixi was very surprised. Could it be that Huo Ling already knew who she was after meeting her?
"My mother, what kind of person is she?" Zixi was silent for a while before asking. The old lady of the Murong family also missed her mother so much. Huo Ling, the number one expert in the imperial capital, also had an unusual feeling for her mother. Zixi I am a little curious, what kind of person is my mother?

"She has the same perseverance as you, so work hard." After Huo Ling said a word, he patted Zi Xi's shoulder, "You don't blame me, do you?"

Zixi was stunned for a moment before realizing that what Huo Ling said was because of her mother's kindness to her, she smiled slightly and shook her head, "How could it be, Master's kindness to me, I will never forget it in my life."

Huo Ling laughed, her fiery red robe was like a seductive Bana flower.

After coming out of the Imperial College, Zixi went back to General Murong's Mansion. The old lady was looking forward to Zixi's return, and her eyes lit up when she saw her, "Zixi!"

"Well, grandma." Zixi laughed.

"It's good to come back, but it's a pity that I'm leaving tomorrow, hey." The old lady said and showed a worried look at Zixi, "If you go to Xianyun Mountain, it doesn't matter if you don't get the moon soul, everything is for your safety. Heavy."

"Grandma, I know." Zixi nodded.

An hour passed under the old lady's uneasy urging, and Zixi sent the old lady back to her room, and returned to the room she had arranged for herself to rest.

We will be leaving early tomorrow morning, and Zixi has already written to Yun Lefeng, agreeing on the meeting place.

As for Ye Ze, father Ye, has been safely sent to New Moon City by the old lady, Zixi is very relieved.

That night, Yan Wei found Zixi, the man who used to be a bit petty. He hadn't seen him for half a year, but he had a bloodthirsty look. He was wearing a military armor and had bloody red feathers. After listening to his explanation, Zixi knew why I haven't seen this guy in the imperial capital.

After returning from the Forest of No Return, he was dragged by his father, the Chief Warrior of the Royal Court, to Xishan to suppress the bandits, and he has only returned to the imperial capital now.

Watching this sun-tanned young man gradually fade away, Zi Xi couldn't help but sigh with emotion, it was really impressive.

Although Yan Wei was disappointed that Zixi was going to leave tomorrow, there is no banquet in the world that lasts forever. Everyone knows this truth, and he didn't overdo it. He has to walk the road by himself.

Lan Si had been here two days ago, but came again on the day Zixi went out.

"Whether Xianyun Mountain is far or near from the imperial capital is a ten-day journey, take care all the way." Lan Si smiled slightly, without saying much, but gave Zixi the most sincere blessing.

Zixi nodded. Among the few people she just met in this world, the relationship between her and Lan Si is quite deep. At the beginning, Zixi was almost charged with killing the prince because of a grape. Fortunately, all this Later, it subsided, but the prince didn't mean to blame her, and became friends with Zixi.

"Well, yes, there is another thing I owe you, and now I can finally pay you back." Zixi said and laughed.

Lan Si was stunned, "When did you owe me something?"

After saying that, Zixi had already delivered the things in Lan Si's hand, a beautiful golden writing brush, the hair was evenly thick and thin, and the breed couldn't be discerned, which made Lan Si's eyes brighten.

"This is……"

"Didn't I promise you? The next time I meet an antique, I will give it to you. Fortunately, I finally met an antique that I can give to you." Zixi laughed.

Lan Si stretched out his hand to pick up the writing brush, suddenly there was a powerful real force rushing towards his body in the brush, Lan Si flicked it in surprise, and blue starlight fell in the sky little by little.

"Is this a spiritual weapon?" Lan Si's eyes widened in surprise.

"It seems that this pen is also very destined for you. It doesn't have such a little bit of real power in my hand." Zixi had to say that this is the performance of a spiritual weapon that automatically recognizes its owner. This pen is very He is satisfied with the owner of Lansi, which is beyond Zixi's expectation.

"It's really a spiritual weapon, Zixi..." Lan Si raised her head in surprise, and was stopped by Zixi before she finished speaking, "Don't thank me, you are destined for it."

"That value..." Zixi's antiques used to be sold.

"For you, we don't need to say more." Zixi smiled, "Okay, it's getting late, I should go too, and there will be a period later."

After Zixi finished speaking, he waved his hands to Lan Si, raised his feet and stepped on the white horse and galloped away into the distance.

It is a good time in the morning, and the sun rises very brightly.

(End of this chapter)