Abandoned and Reborn: Diary of a Concubine's Revenge

"Father, I will not hand over Fuchunju!"

Back then, Xiahou Junze wanted his own Fuchunju, so he treated him like this!

In this life, she vows to defend her Fuchun Residence to the death. If anyone dares to rob her, she will show no mercy! No way!

The worst case is that the fish will die! The worst case is that we will all perish together!

However, in her memory, the dog emperor did not seem to be such a greedy person, and she vaguely remembered that he seemed to be pretty good to her.

The father and daughter were silent all the way until they finally arrived at an old noodle shop in the south of the city.

The noodle shop has no name. Usually, an elderly couple cooks the noodles. One makes the noodles and the other greets the customers. They work together very well.

Ye Shangshu was wearing casual clothes. Ye Qingmei looked around and roughly estimated that there should be twenty masters hidden among them.

When they arrived, it happened to be mid-morning, it was not yet dinner time, and there were no customers in the noodle shop. There was only an old man sitting at the table by the window.

It's a bit too much to say that he is an old man. He is only 41 years old. He is very wonderful and well-maintained. Maybe it is because he has been the emperor for a long time. Even in such a civilian place, he can't help exuding a sense of superiority.

The momentum that a person should have.

"coming?"

Xia Houyou saw Ye Shangshu and Ye Qingmei getting off the carriage from a distance, and waved to Ye Shangshu.

"You arrived early today!" Ye Shangshu sat down casually. Ye Qingmei hesitated for a moment and sat on another bench. "This is Xiao Qi."

"Xiao Qi!" Xia Houyou looked at Ye Qingmei lovingly, smiled and nodded. Of course, if there were no previous memories, Ye Qingmei would have naturally thought that this was a very, very good old man, because he smiled at herself.

!

But in fact, his smile... could take the life of a person or a group of people at any time.

"Now that everyone is here, why don't we order some noodles?" A gray-haired old woman came over.

Ye Shangshu nodded, "Lao Guiju! Two bowls of noodles, Xiao Qi, what do you want to eat?"

Ye Qingmei looked up at the wooden sign hanging in front of the counter, "Onion beef noodles, large portion."

"Okay, wait a minute." The old woman poured a cup of tea for each of the three people. The teacup was made of rough earthenware. It must have been used by many people. Some parts of the cup body were already very smooth to the touch. "This girl is the third one.

Come all at once?”

Ye Qingmei could feel the kindness in the old woman's tone, but she couldn't help but think that in modern nightclubs, those cowherds would say in the same tone, "Is this your first time here?"

Of course, the reason why Ye Qingmei is somewhat familiar with Niulang's shop is because she once went to Niulang's shop for a long time because of her mission. That Niulang was simply... great.

Whether people want to chat or enjoy, it is a great place.

Even when she was in Cowherd's shop, Ye Qingmei met a queen-level figure.

This is something for another time.

"Yeah." Ye Qingmei hummed uncomfortably, looking at the cup, but thinking in her heart, maybe Xia Houyou really wants to dedicate Fuchunju himself.

"I heard that this time the heavy snow disaster relief fund is provided, do you have any other suggestions? Why don't you tell me and listen!" Emperor Xiahou You asked Ye Qingmei, and Ye Qingmei nodded, "I have already written down the specific method. Of course,

I don’t think that spending money is a good thing. If we want to completely improve the harm caused by natural disasters to the people, I still suggest that we should start with the quality of the houses!”