MTL - To Hold One’s Joy-Chapter 451 The moon in the sea is the moon in the sky

  Chapter 451 The moon in the sea is the moon in the sky

  The winter sun in the afternoon falls on people with a touch of warmth, ironing people's mood.

  Luo Sheng raised the corners of his lips slightly, and walked briskly forward.

  In front of him, under the bare tree that has lost all its leaves, stands a person.

  Luo Sheng couldn't help slowing down, looking at the other party with surprise.

   Wei Han strode over.

  Luo Sheng glanced back subconsciously.

  The Jinlinwei yamen stands not far away, and the yamen servants at the door can still be seen stretching their necks to look here.

   "My lord, is there something wrong with Jinlinwei?"

  Wei Han laughed and said, "It's still early for the restaurant to open, so let's just walk around. Miss Luo, is she going back to the restaurant?"

  Luo Sheng nodded slightly, with suspicion in his eyes.

  Walk around casually, and come to Jinlinwei?

   You need to know that even if people need to go through the Jinlinwei Yamen, they still take a detour.

   Wei Han looked at the girl with complicated expression, and bent his lips.

  Luo Sheng walked forward at a leisurely pace, and suddenly asked, "How does the lord know that I'm here?"

   After waiting for a while, Wei Han said: "Today is the day when Wang Pingnan's family will be punished. I guess Miss Luo might come to see the excitement."

  Luo Sheng stopped, silently looking at the man beside him.

   Wei Han didn't know why, so he looked at her quietly.

  A sparrow flew up to the branch and trampled off the struggling leaves on the branch. The lonely yellow leaf was blown by the wind and drifted past the two of them.

  Luo Sheng's tone was light, and he asked, "Is it also lively for the prince?"

  She thought that this question would make it difficult for him to answer, but she didn't expect the other party to give the answer quickly: "I am the same as Miss Luo."

  Luo Sheng lowered his eyes slightly, feeling a little complicated for a while.

It is the same?

   Even if it is the same now, it will be different when King Kaiyang realizes that she is hostile to Emperor Yong'an.

   Wei Han looked at her silently, a little confused.

  Ms. Luo seemed to be in a good mood when she came out of the Jinlinwei yamen. Did he make her unhappy when he came to pick her up?

   Wei Han was confused, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration: Could it be that he was afraid that Governor Luo would see it and cause trouble?

  Thinking like this, he looked back.

  Governor Luo stood at the gate of the yamen, looking at him expressionlessly.

   Wei Han subconsciously nodded at Governor Luo with a serious expression, then turned his head away.

  Luo Dadu fell on his back in anger.

   In front of him as a father, just strolling with his daughter in such an open and aboveboard manner, do you still think of him!

   With such a person, can he expect to honor Master Taishan in the future? When this kid comes to propose marriage, he will be the first to disagree!

  Thinking of this, Governor Luo became even more angry.

  Bastard boy, you can come to propose marriage. If he doesn't follow the right path, but wants to follow the crooked path, is he afraid that he will agree or what?

   Dudu Luo was so angry that he walked around the gate of the yamen, ignoring the gossip eyes carefully hidden by the yamen servant, and went in with a straight face.

  Qingxing Street is full of people and people, the bustling is still the same, and there is no change because of the destruction of the Pingnan Palace.

  Luo Sheng slowed down, feeling the real excitement.

   This pyrotechnic atmosphere made her feel at ease.

  The cyan wine front fluttered in the wind, and a wine shop came unknowingly.

   Wei Han suddenly said, "Miss Luo, do you want to take a stroll?"

  In addition to tea houses and restaurants on Qingxing Street, there are cosmetic shops, tailor shops, treasure houses and other places that women like to go shopping, but he has never seen Miss Luo go there.

   Sure enough, the girl next to her refused: "No, I don't need anything."

  She tilted her head and asked with a smile, "Do you want a drink, my lord?"

   Wei Han froze for a moment, then nodded quickly.

   The two entered the wine shop side by side.

  In the wine shop, only the female shopkeeper is using the abacus to make accounts, and the smell of meat is faintly wafting from the kitchen behind.

   Wei Han sniffed and guessed, "Is it braised pork?"

  Luo Sheng is very familiar with the aroma produced by various ingredients, and nodded: "It's braised pork, it should be ready soon."

  Shi Yan walked into the lobby from the back, walked to the window and wiped the tables and chairs with a clean rag, and greeted: "Master, Miss Luo, sit down!"

  Why did they come in together? It's rare for the master to surprise someone.

   "Where are Hongdou and the others?" Luo Sheng sat down and asked casually.

   "They're all guarding the stewed meat." After saying this, Shi Yan's saliva was about to drop.

  He watched Xiu Gu's process of making stewed pork from beginning to end, and he was so hungry.

  The brine that is slowly boiled over a low fire is full of fragrance, poured into a large earthenware pot with large pieces of pork belly and boiled carefully.

   Pork belly is fat and thin, with thin skin and tender meat. After marinating, cut it into large slices. Drink a sip of shochu and eat a bite of stewed pork. He can eat a pot!

"Are you ready?"

   Wei Han asked the second time, Shi Yan came back to his senses, nodded sharply and said: "It's almost done, just wait!"

  The little guard sneaked into the back, and after a while came over with a tray, and when he got close, he put all the food on the tray down.

  First there is a jug of wine, then a long white porcelain plate, and the steaming stewed meat is placed on the long plate.

  Just as Shi Yan imagined, the marinated golden pork belly was cut into thin and uniform large slices and spread on a white porcelain plate, with a little soy sauce and green onion drizzled on top, and the aroma unceremoniously penetrated people's noses.

   Then there are a few refreshing and greasy side dishes, and a plate of fried peanuts.

  Luo Sheng was actually not very hungry, after all, he had seen off Wei Qiang not long after lunch.

   "Has your lord had lunch?"

   Wei Han whetted his appetite seeing the excellent-looking stewed pork, and it would be most suitable to lie that he hadn't eaten it yet, but it is obviously not a good habit to lie to his sweetheart, so he honestly said: "I have eaten it."

   Fearing that Luo Sheng might misunderstand, he hastily added: "But it's still edible."

  Luo Sheng was silent.

  Actually, she doesn't mind if someone conceals the nature of the scumbag, she doesn't have to be so sincere.

  Inexplicably, the somewhat complicated mood along the way became simpler.

   King Kaiyang is such a simple person, why should she think too much.

  One table, one jug of wine, two people.

  Maybe they will turn against each other and be hostile in the future, let her enjoy the peace quietly and luxuriously at this moment.

  Luo Sheng picked up the jug, poured a glass for the person opposite, and poured another glass for himself.

  A big hand reached out and took her hand.

  Luo Sheng was taken aback, and his hand holding the jug shook slightly.

   Her heart beat wildly for a moment, and she asked calmly, "What is your lord going to do?"

   Wei Han frowned and stared at her wrist, and asked seriously, "What's wrong?"

  Luo Sheng lowered his eyes, looking at the wrist exposed after the wide sleeve slipped.

  The cyan traces are particularly obvious as the frost and snow condense on the wrist.

   That was the bruise left by Wei Qiang when he dragged her.

  Luo Sheng pursed his lips, but did not answer.

  Pingnan Wang's family got retribution today, she was in a good mood, but there was sadness in the joy.

   This sadness is naturally not for the Pingnan Palace, but for her former home.

   After avenging and venting anger, the dead relatives will not come back after all.

   It is better to drink more than to talk more at the moment.

   "Is it Wei Qiang?" Wei Han looked at Luo Sheng and asked.

  Luo Sheng withdrew his hand and picked up the wine glass: "My lord, have a drink."

  (end of this chapter)