C89 Diao Man Princess's back to the Delicious Restaurant

Mo Jingtian held onto the white clothed youth and ran on the street. However, he didn't know where he should go, and the person behind him was also following him closely.

The man in white said as he ran, "Go!" Mo Jingtian then walked towards an alleyway.

When they entered the alley, the boy said, "Turn right.

Mo Jingtian anxiously ran to the right, and after going through, he arrived at a day's worth of spacious streets. The two of them turned left and right, and unknowingly, they had ditched the people behind them and arrived at an alleyway, but there was no one around.

Mo Jingtian was still fine, it was just that the white robed youth was laughing heartily as he could not resist covering his stomach with his hands. Mo Jingtian tilted his head and ignored him.

The man laughed for a long time before stopping and asked Mo Jingtian: "Brother Tian, do you miss me? "He came to the capital to find me." It turned out that the person was An Ping, who was also Princess An Ping.

Mo Jingtian complained: "Why should I look for you, don't tell me I'm here to help you repay your gambling debts!"

"Brother Tian." An Ping grabbed Mo Jingtian's hand, shook it, and shook it twice, his eyebrows creased and his cherry lips pointed upwards, with a bashful look on his face.

Mo Jingtian did not truly blame her, but because of his identity, he anxiously pulled Zhu Zhirou away, and said: "You talk about yourself, but you do not know your own identity, how did you manage to survive in this city, and even owe me a gamble."

Even though Mo Jingtian had said that, his eyes were still filled with gentleness. Ever since he found out that the An Ping he knew before was saved by the Dao Yan Mage from his village, he recalled that this girl had played with him since young. She could even be considered to be the daughter of two small village elders. Both of them were people whose families were killed, so other than his mother and brothers who did not know where he went, Mo Jingtian treated her as his only family.

When Zhu Zhirou heard this, she thought to herself, "Could it be that my big brother Tian knows about my identity?" Then, he looked at Mo Jingtian in confusion and asked: "Brother Tian, you?"

Mo Jingtian anxiously said softly: "Princess, this humble one does not dare, and does not deserve to be called such."

"Humph!" Not fun, not fun at all! However, if you want to come to the capital to find me, you will find out sooner or later. Mo Jingtian, listen up! " Zhu Zhirou suddenly stared at him and said.

Mo Jingtian was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but remember his childhood. At the same time, he thought to himself, what does this little girl want to do again, when he was young, she bullied him quite a bit.

"Mo Jingtian, this princess is asking you a question! You should agree to it! " Zhu Zhirou said.

Mo Jingtian regained his senses and anxiously replied: "Princess, please speak!"

"Right, that's more like it, our Young Hero Mo must also listen to me!" Zhu Zhirou laughed slyly, and then said: "Squat!"

Mo Jingtian did not know what happened, but he still squatted down. Zhu Zhirou came to his back, and in a few breaths, he had the cold sword in his hand. Then, with a twist of his arms, she climbed onto Mo Jingtian's back and said: "This princess is a little tired from running, let's go and drink with this princess!"

"Princess, this …" Mo Jingtian tilted his head and looked back. When Zhu Zhirou saw him looking at her, he suddenly turned towards Mo Jingtian's head and exclaimed: "What are you looking at, haven't you seen this princess before! Hurry up and leave, otherwise, this princess will never forgive you! "

Mo Jingtian felt bitter in his heart, thinking that it would be better if he didn't reveal her identity. However, he didn't have any other choice. He could only bitterly smile as he stood up and walked out of the alley with her on his back. The horse obediently followed behind him.

After exiting the alley, Mo Jingtian asked: "Where are you going? My Brother An Ping. "

"Allow me to think," Zhu Zhirou said, "Un, this is your first time in the capital, so of course you need to go eat delicious food. Let's go, the best restaurant in the capital, the Delicious Pavilion, how about it?"

"No!" Mo Jingtian shook his head.

"Why?" Zhu Zhirou asked.

"I'm afraid I don't have enough silver taels with me!" Mo Jingtian said.

"It's nothing, I'll treat you! Come, let's go to the Treasure Pavilion! " Zhu Zhirou said.

Mo Jingtian carried Zhu Zhirou and walked for an entire hour before arriving at a restaurant that was around a hundred meters tall. On the huge signboard was the signboard given by Zhu Yuanzhang, with the words "Delicious Pavilion" written on it.

After reaching the front of the building, Zhu Zhirou jumped down, and while holding onto Mo Jingtian's hand, they walked into the building. The waiter in front of the building naturally was clever enough to take the horse away.

Zhu Zhirou then pulled Mo Jingtian's hand and the two of them went back inside the building. Just as the two of them went in, the shopkeeper seemed to recognize Zhu Zhirou, and anxiously welcomed them with a smiling face: "I did not know that young master would come here, and did not welcome you from afar, please forgive me."

"Do you want to keep that pavilion for me?" Zhu Zhirou said.

"Of course, if you don't say anything, who would dare to enter your room?" The manager said.

"Alright, I have an important guest. Bring me upstairs!" Zhu Zhirou said.

Just as the shopkeeper was about to lead the two upstairs, he heard a clear male voice shout from the main hall, "Shopkeeper, please wait!"

The three looked towards the source of the sound. They saw a man wearing a black silk robe, with a red ribbon tied around his waist, with a silk scarf tied around his head, and a curved saber in his hand standing up.

The man looked to be in his thirties, with a slight square head, two thick eyebrows, and a pair of large leopard eyes. He had a sideburns that extended to his ears.

Beside him sat a young master in a white robe, wearing a black square scarf and holding a folding fan. The young master's appearance could not be described as unsightly, instead, it was extremely unsightly. Two faint eyebrows, as if burnt away, a pair of eyes, but I don't know why, one big, one small, big as an open toad eye, small as a mouse eye. Under the hook nose was a crooked mouth. Under the crooked mouth was a mole in the middle with a single strand of hair on it.

Seeing that he was stopped, for some reason, the head storekeeper hurriedly walked over, bowed, and asked with a smile, "Sir, what may I do for you?"

"What orders do you have!" After the man with the curved blade finished speaking, with a "pa" sound, he placed his hand on the table, and then fiercely said: "I'm asking you! Open the door and start a business. Whether or not you're here first, let's talk first! "

"Yes, yes, of course, the store has always been the first to arrive!" The shopkeeper said.

"Bullshit!" "Puff …" That person spat on the shopkeeper's face. I ask you, we came first. It was those two brats who came first! "

When the shopkeeper heard this, he hastily smiled apologetically. "You two were the first to come, but …"

"But what!?" Why did the two of us come first, but not the elegant pavilion, and the two of us had the elegant pavilion afterwards. Speak, what kind of logic is that! " With that, the man grabbed the shopkeeper's neck and brought him in front of the storekeeper while glaring at him. As for the ugly young master on his table, he was just standing there, waving his fan and watching the scene unfold.

Just as Zhu Zhirou was about to go over, she was stopped by Mo Jingtian who said softly, "Let's see first." Zhu Zhirou held back.