The Lord who use immortals as food

The fish was caught quickly.

Pei Ye and Xu Chuo stopped talking at the same time and looked down.

The little mermaid held the fish gills with one hand and raised her sharp nails with the other hand. With a light stroke, she cut off two pieces of tender white meat from the fish belly and put them into her mouth.

They were clearly eating raw food, but they ate more elegantly than most people. Pei Ye could almost imagine them sitting on the deserted reef under the moon, with their tails hanging in the water, leisurely tasting the freshly caught seafood. I guess those rare fish that are rarely seen on weekdays are just breakfast, lunch and dinner randomly arranged in those eyes.

The two watched this new scene with great interest. Pei Ye suddenly said, "Should we give her a name? I don't know what to call her."

"Okay." Xu Chuo drank a cup of hot tea and said, "Just call her whatever you want."

Since naming the residence in the sword-building courtyard, Pei Ye has found some fun in this matter. Now that he has the opportunity, he narrowed his eyes and said reservedly, "I haven't thought about it yet."

"Then I'll give her a name, "Xiao Yu."

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"Hmm?"

Pei Ye said, "Xiao Yu is too perfunctory. Is there no other fish in the world? What's wrong, little cat?"

The black cat retracted his gaze as if nothing had happened, and didn't want to remind him to notice himself.

At this time, Xu Chuo suddenly looked down. The little mermaid who was eating raised his head again and looked at her and called a few times.

"What's wrong? Is she not satisfied?"

Xu Chuo was slightly startled: "She said. Her name is Xiye."

"How did you hear that?!"

Xu Chuo was silent for a while, raised his cup and drank a sip of hot tea, without answering.

The room was quiet for a while, Pei Ye watched the little mermaid continue to eat elegantly, suddenly seized the opportunity to grab a strand of fish from her, picked it up with his fingers and fed it to his kitten in her astonished eyes.

The two of them sorted out these things together again, and when they finished, they were already getting more and more happy, so Xu Chuo invited him to have lunch.

Pei Ye found that the woman's menu was also very light, and the extra sea bass was sashimied and placed aside, with sweet salt and sauce, becoming the only meat dish on the table.

The rest were some vegetables and pastries. The two ladies closed the doors and windows, and Xu Chuo also changed her cotton cloak, revealing a light goose yellow inner garment. The elegant way she held the chopsticks was really like a white crane, and the other hand was flipping through a small book whose name she didn't know.

Pei Ye was sometimes curious about her identity. He didn't know how she developed such a "unique and outstanding" temperament. He wondered if she had other unknown names besides "the daughter of the former prime minister".

He had never eaten at the same table with such a person, and he didn't know what etiquette was. He just sat up straighter and slowed down his chopsticks.

"You said you wanted to ask someone to take me to Huanlou. When is it?"

"Huanlou is not open every day, nor is it open on a certain day. You can see the specific time later." Xu Chuo ate a piece of small melon, "You will have a class in the Imperial College in the afternoon. Changsun Jue will introduce you then."

".Oh." Pei Ye didn't want to go at first.

"Then you can take a break. We'll talk after you go to Huanlou." Xu Chuo turned a page.

"Okay."

The two ate quietly for a while, and Pei Ye suddenly looked up: "By the way."

"Huh?"

"What about your story?"

Xu Chuo raised his eyes and was slightly startled.

"You said in the September official newspaper that you would stop writing this month and there would be no updates. You would write another chapter in the October official newspaper." Pei Ye looked at her, "It's November now. You wouldn't have written it, right?"

"." Xu Chuo smiled and lowered her head, "The October 20th one has already been published. I'll send you a copy later."

"What about the November one?"

Xu Chuo raised the booklet in his hand helplessly: "Isn't it being revised?"

Pei Ye's eyes lit up and rubbed his hands: "Can I take a look at this first?"

"No."

"." Pei Ye curled his lips and reluctantly looked away, but he was comforted by the thought that he could still read the October one.

But at this time, Xu Chuo suddenly looked at him with his chin propped up, and didn't say anything.

"What's wrong?"

"You--" She seemed to hesitate a little, but still asked, "Do you want to write with me?"

"What?" Pei Ye seemed not to hear clearly.

The woman raised her hand and shook the small book in her hand: "This story has just started and everyone knows it. We can write together later."

The autumn water-like eyes are quiet and clear. Most of the time, this woman is always calm and a little lazy. Only when they first met, drank that night, and now, they have such a close look.

"Is it okay?" Pei Ye had never thought about it before. He widened his eyes and didn't care about exposing his shortcomings for a while. "I don't know many words."

"It's always easy to choose words and sentences. It's never a big deal." Xu Chuo smiled, "Then it's settled. This time it will also be published on the 20th of this month. When you come back from Huanlou, we will start to finalize this manuscript."

Pei Ye was still chewing something in his mouth, his eyes were bright and he nodded repeatedly.

"This story should be shorter, only about 7 or 8 chapters." Xu Chuo held the chopsticks with three fingers, poking them into the plate in a rare and impolite manner, looking into the air and thinking, "But I hope to write it more seriously."

"What is it called?" Even though he could get it in a while, Pei Ye was already a little impatient.

Xu Chuo's eyes narrowed back to focus, and he said, "The Swing Rope."

"What kind of story is this."

Xu Chuo smiled again: "It must be a love story."

Pei Ye was a little disappointed, but his interest did not dissipate. He tilted his chin and rolled his eyes, not eating for a while.

Xu Chuo finally picked up a piece of seabass with his chopsticks. The young man who was still thinking about how to show off his literary talent once again showed his enthusiasm for sashimi: "You have no cultivation, be careful if you eat it, you will have diarrhea."

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Xu Chuo's raised chopsticks paused in the air, looking at him expressionlessly, as if he was in a dilemma.

In the end, she still didn't respond to the topic and put it into her mouth gracefully.

After the meal was finished in silence, Xu Chuo took the lady and picked up an issue of the October National Newspaper for the boy, while Xi Ye stayed here temporarily and asked Pei Ye to drive his own carriage to the Imperial College.

However, after putting the sword on his back and taking the cat with him, the young man still stood there, looking at the woman hesitantly, as if he was hesitant to speak.

Xu Chuo couldn't help but raise his brows: "I understand. I have never been sick since I was a child."

"No, that" Pei Ye paused, "Where's the wine?"