The Regent Princess has run away again

Chapter 123 Sensation in Beijing

Xuanji rubbed her ears irritably. Seeing him like this, she became angrier and her voice got louder.

"You are a completely selfish person. You said it was for her own good, but is it really okay to keep her in the dark? What if she regains her memory one day? How do you want her to face it all?!"

"No, she won't remember."

Seeing his self-confidence, Xuanji couldn't help but sneer a few times, exposing his self-deception, "I don't think so. After all, she has remembered everything about the Western Regions, and your magic power is getting weaker and weaker. It's hard to say how long this memory lock can last."

Xuan Jing put down the hairpin in his hand. After listening to Xuan Ji's words, he thought about it and waved his sleeves.

A circle of light soon appeared in the air, and he walked in first. Xuan Ji sighed and followed him in.

The scene was different at the other side of the aperture, a world of ice and snow, with what seemed to be a platform in the middle. Xuan Jing walked over and chanted a few spells.

The originally inconspicuous pool suddenly became crystal clear.

Suddenly, the surface of the pool looked a little strange, and then the pool changed drastically again, and it was no longer as clear as it was at the beginning.

Xuan Jing frowned. Sure enough, the memory blockade was disturbed. He was just about to take out a wisp of his soul from the spirit platform.

Xuanji couldn't help it, and stretched out her hand to conjure up a rope from the air.

"Bang!!!"

There was a loud noise and both of them took a few steps back. Hyun Kyung spat out blood again. There was a bit more coldness in his eyes. He supported himself on the snow with both hands and his tone was calm but firm.

"If you try to persuade me again, don't blame me for being merciless."

Xuan Ji was not much better off, his face was instantly bruised and blood was flowing down his forehead. Hearing what Xuan Jing said, he pursed his lips and suddenly laughed.

"I don't know what Ling Yu likes about you. You have a cold face and are not interesting at all. You also have a bad temper. But this is the only thing that is similar to her personality. You are very stubborn."

Hyun Kyung glanced at him, stood up, brushed the snow off his body, and turned to walk towards the stage.

"You really only care about yourself. Her pain is no less than yours. You let her reincarnate for so many times, and even reinforce and block her memory every time she remembers something. Have you asked her what she thinks?"

"... Ling Yu was implicated by me."

"Heh, you say the same thing every time. You're not tired of saying it, but I'm tired of hearing it. Hyun Kyung, admit it, you are selfish."

Seeing that he didn't say anything, Xuanji no longer wanted to continue looking at his icy face, lest she get angry. Before leaving, he continued, "If you're not dead, tell Ziyun that guy. By the way...if you insist on blocking her memory again, then go and see her again."

After saying that, he turned and walked into the light circle, leaving Xuan Jing alone. His lonely figure seemed like it would disappear in the blink of an eye.

He didn't answer Xuan Ji's words, but he didn't continue walking towards the stage.

It seemed...he hadn't really seen her in a long, long time.

Just after the hour of Mao, Xue Zhiyu got off the carriage while yawning. She looked at the closed door of the restaurant and stood there for a long time before walking over to open it.

Jun Xian also got off the carriage and picked up the broom to clean the place.

One after another, several hired waiters came over and helped to clean the place. The woman also went to the kitchen and started to process the food that was delivered in the morning.

They had just finished preparing, so they turned on the humidifier fans in advance. Seeing that it was almost noon, Jun Xian led the people from Qian'an class to the backyard.

Xue Zhiyu resisted the urge to sleep and quickly walked to the backyard.

"Good morning, Princess."

"Good morning, class owner. Do you need some rehearsal?"

The troupe owner had people move the boxes down. When he saw Xue Zhiyu asking this, he said without thinking, "No need. They have followed me all over the country and have seen all kinds of storms. If they have to rehearse this right before the show starts, it would be my fault."

Seeing how confident he was, Xue Zhiyu didn't say anything more. The two chatted for a few more words about what to pay attention to later, and then she turned and left.

Now everything is ready, all we need is the east wind.

She specifically asked Shijiu to hang the prepared banner on the signboard in advance yesterday, so that the publicity effect was achieved.

Soon, the auspicious time arrived, and everyone who heard the news came poking their heads out to look at the layout of the store, with expressions of disbelief on their faces.

"I heard that Princess Kangle opened a restaurant, and the things inside are totally unheard of."

"How about going to try something new later?"

"I think so. After all, this county magistrate always has different ideas."

In the imperial study, after Xia Yu listened to what the palace servant who came to report said, he raised his head from the memorial thoughtfully and looked at Nangong Ye who also came in, his tone becoming more profound.

"I didn't expect Princess Kang Le to give us another surprise. I'm really curious about what's going on in her mind."

"Since Your Majesty is curious, you might as well send a message to Princess Kangle to come to the palace," Nangong Ye said slowly, shaking the folding fan in his hand.

Xia Yu sighed in his heart, how boring! He thought he could hear something else.

Nangong Ye thought about everything she had done during this period of time, and a hint of anticipation inexplicably appeared in his bottomless eyes.

"How's it going lately?"

Hearing Xia Yu's question, Nangong Ye's expression suddenly turned cold, and there was a terrifying danger between his brows.

"Cai Jinzhong is dead."

"I've heard about it too. Now we have to wait for the coroner to perform an autopsy to find out the cause of death," Xia Yu was obviously a little unhappy about this matter. Such a thing could happen under his nose. Wasn't it a slap in his face?

"I asked someone to take a look and found that Cai Jinzhong must have struggled before his death. I think we should start with the person who was on duty that night."

Xia Yu was silent for a long time, as if thinking about something. After a while, he spoke up and asked, "What has that old fox Zhao Zhanpeng been doing recently?"

"Zhao Zhanpeng has been unusually well-behaved recently. Apart from attending court, he rarely leaves the house."

Nangong Ye knew from Zhao Zhanpeng's abnormal behavior that he must have wanted to avoid suspicion during this period of time, but the more this happened, the more he doubted whether he was involved.

"Keep an eye on Yuzhou Kingdom's every move. The old emperor's health is getting worse and worse. He may pass away one day. I am also preparing to send a big gift to the new emperor when the time comes."

Xia Yu has never forgotten this humiliation. The border map of his country fell into the hands of another country. Although it finally returned to his hands, it was an indelible stain for him.

Thinking of this, his eyes became more sinister. The hands holding the brushes exerted a little force, and with a click, the brushes broke into two pieces.

Xue Zhiyu attached great importance to the opening of the new store. When the time came, she and Jun Xian walked out of the store, and each stood on one side of the plaque.

Xue Zhiyu glanced at everyone, raised the corners of her lips and said loudly: "Baiweijia is officially open, everyone is welcome to come in and taste it!"

As soon as the words fell, the two of them simultaneously pulled down the red cloth covering the plaque, and three characters written in a dragon-and-phoenix style soon came into view.

Then the people from Qian'an class also started their performance. In the originally lively atmosphere, a pleasant voice was heard.

The person standing in front of the crowd immediately recognized that it was the Qian'an class.

"Oh my god, they even invited the Qian'an Troupe. I heard that it's hard to hear the Qian'an Troupe's opera now. After all, the teahouse is already full in the morning."

"That's right. Last time my second uncle went to listen to it, the sound of it lingered in his ears for three days."

"Ah, your second uncle is so lucky. I think I should go there early next time to reserve a seat."

"Why don't we go in and give it a try? We can listen to opera and fill our stomachs at the same time. Why not?"

"Come on, come on, let's go in quickly."

Once someone goes in, others will follow.

In less than a cup of tea, the place was full. If you wanted to wait, you had to hold a wooden sign and wait for your number to be called.

Seeing this, Xue Zhiyu took a large wooden sign and went to one of the tables. "Our signature hotpot base is spicy. If you can't eat spicy food, you can also order tomato base. The vegetables and meat are matched."

The people at the table looked at each other. One man scratched his head in embarrassment and asked, "Princess, what is this spicy sauce you are talking about?"

"Spicy is made from peppers and Sichuan peppercorns from the Western Regions. Do you want to try it?"

"Then order this soup base."

"Okay, I'll place your order right away. If you feel unwell, you can drink more of our tea to clear away heat and relieve summer heat. It's free."

Xue Zhiyu took the written note and walked to the back kitchen. The person behind her took it, looked at it, and then brought out the pot base that had been cooked in advance.

Then he went back to the kitchen, picked up the burning stick and put it into the hole under the table.

The pot base, which had been very quiet, was visibly boiling, and the air was suddenly filled with the spicy aroma of cats, prompting those who had not yet placed their orders to quickly place their orders.

Because it was the first time, everyone was a little busy and confused. Xue Zhiyu had no choice but to go back and forth to see if there was anything she could help with.

"Princess, you promised to invite me over. This is so sad."

Xue Zhiyu wiped the sweat from her forehead. She knew who it was without even looking at her. Who else could it be other than Xuan Ji?

When she turned her head and was about to say something, she suddenly saw him approaching her, and before she could react, she was disdained by him.

Xuan Ji took a few steps back, frowning in disdain, "Princess, you smell like oil smoke, stay away from me."

Seeing him like this, Xue Zhiyu suddenly had an idea and moved closer, "This is a rare smell, it smells so good, there must be something wrong with your nose."

Xuanji knew what Xue Zhiyu was thinking, so she smiled helplessly in her heart, but pretended to be wronged on the surface and said, "Since the princess asked me to smell it, then I will stand here and not leave."

Seeing that he looked so pitiful and his stunning appearance was totally out of place in this kitchen, Xue Zhiyu pushed him out of the kitchen.

"Go, go, go upstairs. My kitchen can't accommodate a giant like you."

Bai Nuolan and Kankan also arrived. They chatted with Xue Zhiyu for a while and were then driven upstairs by Xue Zhiyu.

What Xue Zhiyu didn't know was that after that day, her Baiweijia became famous in the capital, to the point where everyone knew it.

She was so busy that she hardly had a chance to sit down and rest. It was not until 9:00 pm that she finally had time to sit down and rest. Sweat had soaked her back. She drank several cups of heat-clearing tea before she felt better.

In the private room on the second floor, the three of them sat looking at each other while waiting for Xue Zhiyu. Bai Nuolan naturally knew Xuan Ji, after all, she was a god who came down from heaven to help Yan Country, and she saw it clearly that day.

Kanan didn't think too much about it. She chatted with Xuanji from time to time, and the two of them had a good chat.

"I heard that you two are from the Mandala sect in the Western Regions. Could you please tell me your names?"

When Xianxian heard this, she looked more proud. She raised her head and spoke in still unstandard Chinese: "My name is Xianxian. Nolan and I are indeed from Mandala."

Bai Nuolan nodded towards Xuanji and introduced himself simply, “Bai Nuolan,” with a hint of indifference in his tone.

Xuanji didn't care. He glanced at the two of them, and it was unknown what he was thinking of. His eyes were slightly raised, revealing a playful look inadvertently. Coupled with the luxurious clothes he was wearing, he looked more like a cynical young man.

It’s quite interesting. I didn’t expect that the people around Lingyu were still there. No wonder those people disappeared without a trace when Lingyu reincarnated.

But it’s no wonder, after all, their relationship with Ling Yu is special.

When Xue Zhiyu came up, Qianqian was already propping up her chin, with her head drooping weakly.

Seeing Xue Zhiyu coming, he quickly said, "Princess, can we go have lunch? I'm so hungry."

Bai Nuolan held his forehead, and after she finished speaking, he knocked her head fiercely, and said apologetically: "Please forgive me, Princess, I didn't discipline her well."

"It's okay. I'm sorry for not treating you well. For lunch, would you like hot pot or something else?"

"Of course I'm here to try the new food made by the princess. I hope the princess doesn't want to go back on her word," Xuan Ji said while looking at her with pretended resentment, as if she were a good young man who had been deceived by her.

Xue Zhiyu was amused and speechless, "Okay, let's go downstairs to eat together. The place downstairs is closed now."

"Okay, thank you, princess." Under Bai Nuolan's gaze, Kanan retracted her legs that were about to run and bowed to her to show her gratitude.

"It's nothing. It's my fault for making you wait so long," Xue Zhiyu said as she led them to the table next to Qian'an class.

The people in Qian'an class had almost finished eating, but they were still savoring the taste in their mouths from time to time. Seeing Xue Zhiyu coming down, the class leader stood up and nodded to her with a little more respect on his face.

"So you are Princess Kangle. I didn't recognize you before. I hope you can forgive me."

"It's okay. Ignorance is not a crime. Besides, it's thanks to you that so many people can come in today."

When the class leader learned of Xue Zhiyu's identity, he felt somewhat uneasy. After all, although they had met many noble children and royal family members in their line of work, they did not look down on them very much, so he was worried that the princess thought the same way.

But after hearing Xue Zhiyu's words, his worries were finally put to rest, and he had an even better impression of this princess.

"How did the princess come up with this hot pot? It's spicy and numbing, and the more you eat it, the more you enjoy it."

"As long as you like it, I just happened to see these spices in the Western Regions, and thought that if we cook them together, they should taste good. But you can't eat them often, as they can easily cause internal heat."

After Xue Zhiyu finished speaking, she also introduced the herbal tea she had prepared. The two went very well together.

After sending off the people from Qian'an Class, Xue Zhiyu sat down again. She looked at Jun Xian who was carrying the soup base over and said, "Come and eat with us. Thank you for your hard work."

"it is good."

After Jun Xian lit the fire, he sat next to Xue Zhiyu.

Xuanji smelled the spicy flavor at the bottom of the pot, which was very new to him, but Bai Nuolan and the others had already eaten it in advance, so they were not surprised for long, and Jun Xian was also very calm.

He couldn't hold it back and almost all the food on the table went into his stomach.

After they had eaten, Xuanji looked at the humidifier fan that was in operation, guessed something, and silently looked away.

Forget it, he couldn't wake up someone who was pretending to be asleep anyway.