Rebirth of the Urban Immortal Emperor

Meng Nishang walked out of the room, stretched, and felt her whole body relaxed.

Her incident has caused a stir in the whole city, right? In this way, no one would propose marriage to her anymore, because she, Meng Nishang, was already a married woman.

It's great to feel like your marriage and relationship won't be influenced by others.

When Meng Nichang walked out of the room, Zhang Yifeng had disappeared, and he didn't know where he went.

Instead, there was He Xin standing in the yard. He Xin was standing in front of the flower bed, looking at the flowers and plants in the flower bed. When she saw Meng Nishang at the door of the room, she immediately said hello with a smile.

"Morning."

Meng Nishang responded calmly: "Morning."

Then the air fell into an eerie silence.

He Xin felt really embarrassed and said again: "Are you looking for Zhang Yifeng? He just went out and said he would be back at noon."

Meng Nishang nodded and said oh.

The air fell into silence again.

He Xin can't stand it. This woman is quite beautiful, but she seems to be less talkative than Zhang Yifeng. It's so impolite for you to only reply with one word when she greets her so warmly.

As the saying goes, what you fear most is sudden silence in the air.

Meng Nishang seemed to realize that her attitude was a bit cold, so she took the initiative and said, "Didn't you go to work today?"

He Xin nodded and said, "I'm on vacation for the past two days and plan to go back to my hometown. Okay, I won't tell you anymore. I'll pack up and leave."

He Xin still feels that chatting with Zhang Yifeng is more enjoyable. Although Zhang Yifeng doesn't like to talk, as long as you take the initiative to speak, the other party will still listen carefully and give your own opinions instead of just perfunctory things with "oh, um" .

He Xin returned to the room, tidied up, and then left the courtyard.

"By the way, don't you want to learn to cook? I bought a book on this before and put it on the coffee table for you. You can take a look if you have nothing to do. Let's go." He Xin seemed to have thought of something and spoke again. .

Meng Nishang's body trembled, and she turned her head to look at the living room. Sure enough, there was a cooking recipe on the coffee table.

This He Xin is quite enthusiastic, but she herself is a little cold. Are you used to putting a layer of protective color on yourself?

"Thank you."

Shaking her head, Meng Nishang said thank you to He Xin who came to the door. Then she picked up the recipe and went to the kitchen to study it slowly.

When Zhang Yifeng came back from buying a pack of medicinal materials, Meng Nichang had already prepared two dishes, but they were both a little cold.

"I'm back, let's eat."

Meng Nichang glanced at Zhang Yifeng and spoke calmly.

Zhang Yifeng frowned at that time and seemed a little hesitant. Although he was not picky about food, it was better not to eat unpalatable food. I really can’t praise the food made by Meng Nishang.

"This is what I ate."

Zhang Yifeng lied.

"Eat? Then I'll throw away the food."

Meng Nishang frowned slightly, then picked up the dishes on the table and poured them into the garbage bag.

Zhang Yifeng suddenly softened his heart. After all, it was someone else's wish, and it was not good if he didn't appreciate it at all. The most important thing was that he saw the knife marks on Meng Nishang's slender hand.

This girl must have cut vegetables on her hands. She has more than one scar and several band-aids on her hands.

Zhang Yifeng can refuse to eat the other party's food, but he cannot let down the other party's enthusiasm and good intentions.

This is the most basic courtesy.

"But I'm not full yet, so let's have some more. Can you serve me some rice and cook it?"

Zhang Yifeng went to the dining table, picked up the chopsticks and picked two chopsticks.

"wait for me."

Meng Nichang nodded and took the initiative to go to the kitchen to serve Zhang Yifeng food.

Meng Nishang's dishes still don't taste very good, but they are much better than the last dark dish. At least I can barely swallow it.

Zhang Yifeng's expression remained unchanged and he returned to the room immediately after eating.

The following days seemed a bit monotonous.

Zhang Yifeng is either carving runes or taking pills every day. As for whether he goes to school or not, it doesn't matter to him at all.

Meng Nishang's life is also very monotonous. She cooks every day. When she is free, she will go out for a walk. Hangyang City is not Kyoto. The air here is very good, especially where Zhang Yifeng lives in a remote suburb. Went to the countryside. Walking on the field can also relax your mind.

When she was quiet, she would sit in the yard with a book and read quietly.

With the contact, Meng Nichang felt that Zhang Yifeng was becoming more and more elusive to her.

He carves runes like a Taoist priest, and brews medicine at home like a pharmacist. People can't figure out what he does.

At this time, Meng Nishang put down her book and looked at the flowers and plants in the flower bed, especially that one weed. These days, this weed seems to be blooming, and the yard exudes a unique fragrance. This fragrance is indescribable. What kind of smell is it? Meng Nishang feels refreshed just by smelling this fragrance. But she had never seen such flowers and plants.

Meng Nichang found that Zhang Yifeng seemed to be very interested in this grass. Although there were many flowers and plants in the flower bed, Meng Nichang, who was delicate and thoughtful, could tell at a glance that these flowers and plants were just a make-up. What Zhang Yifeng really cared about and cared for every day was The unknown flower in the middle.

This is Meng Nishang's fourth day in the courtyard. Her cooking skills have improved greatly. Although it is still not delicious, it is not unpalatable either.

On this day, Zhang Yifeng was very happy because the budding flowers of the three herbs finally bloomed!

Three-spice flower, blue flowers, melancholy and pure.

There was a second scent in the air.

Zhang Yifeng stood by the flowers, his cold face showing a smile for the first time.

On the steps, Meng Nishang, who was reading a book, trembled slightly.

She had been in contact with Zhang Yifeng for four days. During these four days, she saw Zhang Yifeng smile for the first time. Although Zhang Yifeng smiled when taking the marriage certificate, it was just an act. But this time, the smile on Zhang Yifeng's lips was so real that his eyes even released bursts of light.

Meng Nishang was stunned for a moment.

For such a beautiful woman, I can hardly make him smile even if I cook for him every day, but this flower can make him smile.

Is she worse than a flower?

What kind of flower was this blue flower? She had never seen such a cold and aloof flower.

Moreover, the Zhang Yifeng in rumors was completely different from the Zhang Yifeng she knew now.

Zhang Yifeng used to be romantic and willful, but now Zhang Yifeng is calm and indifferent, busy with things all day long, although she doesn't know what Zhang Yifeng is busy with.

Just when Meng Nishang was having complicated thoughts, there was a knock on the door.

The knocking on the door was loud and urgent, and seemed to have no manners at all.

"Is it here?"

A middle-aged man's voice came from outside the door.

"Well, this is where Zhang Yifeng rents. The lady should be here."

"Knock me out of the way!"

The middle-aged man's voice continued.