Huo Ruojun looked at the two smiling people and felt a little depressed, especially when she saw Si Mobai holding a small bowl and holding the noodles from Feng Tianlan’s big bowl. It was so intimate and normal.
That night, the fragrance of the San Xian noodles rushed over and made her stomach growl. Her originally pale face blushed in embarrassment under their gazes.
Feng Tianlan also felt awkward. Mobai only served their noodles, and during this period of time, he felt that she had lost weight, so he always served her a big bowl. He insisted that she eat more, gain more weight, and it felt fleshy when he carried her.
Si Mobai did not even look at her as he calmly served the noodles. “Currently, I’m only making food for Lan’er. After I marry her, I can occasionally cook for her family and friends. I’m so jealous of them.”
Huo Ruojun’s heart ached when she heard his pampering and boastful tone. She immediately felt that the noodles were tasteless and there was nothing good to eat. Moreover, it was just as Si Mobai had said. She was really envious and jealous.
Lapis Lazuli brought the same San Xian noodles over and placed it in front of Huo Ruojun. She had cooked it. After all, the guests were guests. She could not let others think that the Young Miss and His Highness were mistreating their guests.
Huo Ruojun looked at Lapis Lazuli and lowered her head to eat the noodles quietly. Feng Tianlan’s maid servant is so outstanding. She did not seem to lose to her at all, let alone competing with her. The more she competed, the more frustrated she became. The more she thought about it, the more frustrated she felt.
Si Mobai’s cinnabar field had already been fully healed, so there was no need for him to stay in the Fallen Leaf City. He set off immediately and headed to the capital. According to his wishes, the earlier he arrive, the earlier he can arrange for the marriage. Even if it was simple, everything had to be taken care of. He must be meticulous.
The journey to the capital city would take half a month. During this period, Si Mobai would have free time on hand, so he would embroider the wedding dress. That serious look of his had an irresistible charm.
After entering the capital city, Si Mobai started to get busy. He bought a house and also bought items for the wedding. As long as there was anything related to the wedding, he would do it personally. Some of them even had to ask Feng Tianlan for her opinion. Everything had to be done with her first.
Feng Tianlan did not think too much about anything else. She only focused on waiting for herself to be the bride. Although she would get married before she found her mother and would have regrets if there were no relatives or friends around, being able to get married to Mobai was already enough.
The sunlight was just right. Feng Tianlan was dressed in white as she sat in the courtyard. She held a pair of silver scissors in her hands and was seriously cutting the window flowers. Her quiet appearance gave off a rare gentleness. If she was holding a needle and thread in her hands, it would also give off the feeling of a good wife.
Su Jingfeng sat on the top of the wall and looked at her quietly. He did not say anything to disturb her. His palm was still wrapped with the handkerchief from the other day. It was still the same flower knot. There were no changes to it.
After thinking about it for a moment, his body flashed and he landed in front of Feng Tianlan. He looked at her quietly for two days. He did not speak to her or be discovered by her, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.
A breeze blew past her, and the cut-up flowers flew out, causing her to frown. She looked at Su Jingfeng who had suddenly appeared and asked, “Why are you here?”
The first thing she did was to spread the cut-up flowers all over the place. These were for her wedding in a few days.
“The ‘double happiness’ is quite ugly.” Su Jingfeng picked up a flower and opened it to take a look. He only felt that the bright red word ‘double happiness’ landed in his red eyes. It was very glaring, and it hurt his eyes.
Feng Tianlan snatched the word back with one hand and put it back. She glanced at his eye-catching palm and bent down to cut away the window flowers on the ground. “Your hand, is it still not healed?”