After rebirth, I became the white moonlight of Hunjun

Chapter 403 I promise you
"Now that the matter is settled, Mr. Jin should send Miss Lin back quickly."

Lin Zhiyu interrupted him.

The air here made her feel suffocated, and now she just wanted to get out for some air.

She accidentally saw a wound on the back of Zhou Zijin's hand, and added with a tight throat: "If you are injured, you should let the doctor take a look in time."

The two of them looked at each other, one chasing and the other avoiding.

Lin Minghua tugged on Zhou Zijin's sleeve and whispered: "Husband, it's my fault. Let's go back."

Go back and pack your things, leave this Qingshan City far away, and never come back again.

But Zhou Zijin didn't move. Lin Minghua covered the wound on his hand and couldn't force him away.

Lin Zhiyu couldn't bear it anymore, and for the first time, he took Chu Nianshan's hand and said, "Nianshan, I want to go out and get some air."

Think good.

This was the first time someone called his name like that.

Chu Nianshan was a little flustered, but the pressure he felt just now dissipated, and he gently held her hand back: "Okay."

He held Lin Zhiyu's hand and left the dinner table.

When he reached the door, Lin Zhiyu stopped uncontrollably and looked back.

What a shame, what a table.

Although Chu Nianshan was confused, he still waited patiently.

Zhou Zijin looked over and said, "I'm sorry for what happened today. I'll go to Wang's house to get the mask myself."

"No need." Chu Nianshan said, "When Mr. Jin comes, it will really cause a lot of trouble. The Wang family can't even afford the money for delivery."

Zhou Zijin looked dazed and wanted to follow, but was held back by Lin Minghua, unable to move.

The waiter felt sorry for the food on that table and waved away the onlookers: "Okay, okay, it's all a misunderstanding, let's let it go, ah?"

Chu Nianshan was led by Lin Zhiyu from East Street to West Street, and then from West Street to the city gate before finally stopping.

After loosening his hand, Lin Zhiyu turned around and looked up at him.

"Just now, you said you wanted to propose marriage to me?"

Chu Nianshan was stunned, thinking that her first words would be related to Zhou Zijin, or what to do next, but he didn't expect that she would ask about the marriage proposal.

He panicked again. The proposal of marriage was just an impulse on his part. He felt that Lin Minghua's words were really unpleasant.

Who says no one wants her?
My husband is dead, do I have to sacrifice most of my life to keep him safe?
Chu Nianshan was not like other noble sons. He was born in the chaotic Hualou. He survived among all kinds of people and heard a lot of past events.

All in all, those who keep the festival have nothing but a cold archway.

"They said that about you, and I said those words out of desperation."

Chu Nianshan didn't dare to look into her eyes. After thinking about it, he felt it was wrong, so he added a little stiffly.

"You and I can be considered allies. With this status, it will be easier to do things."

It was obviously winter, but the wind was blowing, and Chu Nianshan's palms were sweating inexplicably.

Lin Zhiyu raised his neck and said nothing.

Chu Nianshan had no choice but to continue: "Zhou Zijin has forgotten everything, and it doesn't matter if he forgets it. If Qin Xiao knows his identity, it will be a big problem whether he threatens him with you or threatens him with you.

There is no such relationship between you and me, so naturally we don’t have this worry. "

Chu Nianshan, who had read a lot of poetry and books, was extremely embarrassed at this time. The ink in his stomach was turned over and over again, and he finally had nothing to say.

Fortunately, there is a wonton stall on the roadside, and the stall owners are a young couple.

Chu Nianshan rubbed his neck and asked, "Um, do you want to eat wontons?"

The famine has not yet passed. The so-called wontons are better to be called clear soup. The extremely thin wonton skins are dipped in a little bit of meat paste. A bowl of this will cost ten yuan.

Finally, the customers came, and the stall owner didn't show much interest. He smiled, took the pot, boiled water, and the gurgling heat enveloped Lin Zhiyu and Chu Nianshan. The wontons arrived, but Lin Zhiyu's eyes were still dull, as if he was in a trance.

Chu Nianshan held the spoon and looked carefully at Lin Zhiyu's expression through the fog.

Could it be that he was stimulated by Zhou Zijin?

"I promise you."

"what?"

The spoon in Chu Nianshan's hand suddenly hit the soup bowl. He felt that his sight was blocked and he couldn't even use his ears.

Promise him, promise him what?
Lin Zhiyu pulled away from his thoughts and stirred the few wontons in the bowl: "I said, I agree to your proposal of marriage."

She also has her own considerations in this matter.

It's because I'm too impulsive.

Qin Xiao was still inquiring about their whereabouts. Lin Minghua used his original name and acted in such a high profile. If Qin Xiao's spies heard about it...

She has never been a soft-hearted person. She is cruel to others and also to herself.

This time Chu Nianshan heard every word clearly and thoughtfully.

He laughed at first, then felt bad. He lowered his head and quickly bit open a wonton.

Probably to enhance the flavor, the stall owner added a lot of salt when mixing the minced meat. The salty blanched wontons spread in his mouth, stimulating his taste buds and senses.

After finishing the few wontons in two or three mouthfuls, Chu Nianshan took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth and took a careful look at Lin Zhiyu's expression.

The latter ate the wontons in his bowl in small bites without making any sound, as if nothing had happened just now.

Feeling Chu Nianshan's gaze, Lin Zhiyu raised his head and looked at him.

The eyes of a prime minister's daughter and a powerful official of the Qin State met in front of this wooden table that had been repaired several times in the chaotic streets.

Chu Nianshan tried his best to make his voice sound calm and normal: "Have you decided not to wait for him?"

He knew he shouldn't mention Zhou Zijin at this time, but he couldn't help it.

Only by knowing the answer can he feel confident.

"Well, no wait." Lin Zhiyu looked calm, as if what happened in the restaurant had never happened, "Now that we have the shop, we should go to the capital to have a look."

Chu Nianshan hummed, lowered his head and smiled.

He put a piece of silver on the table: "Check out."

The stall owner came over and saw a few cents of silver, and suddenly he was at a loss.

"This, I can't find this."

"No need to look for it." In two days, there will be another happy event for the Wang family.

Chu Nianshan thought silently.

Even though he still has no expression, anyone who looks at him can tell that the young master in front of him is in a good mood.

The stall owner said nonchalantly: "No, no, I still have to find it."

"If there is more, you can use it to buy some rice and noodles."

"Money is of no use now. Even if you have money, you can't buy food."

The stall owner sighed.

Lin Zhiyu asked in confusion: "Didn't we deliver rice and noodles from door to door a few days ago? Food shops are also open, why can't we buy them?"

The stall owner said: "Girl, you don't know that although Qingshan City is surrounded by mountains on three sides, it is winter now, so there is no game anywhere.

Coupled with the previous drought, the mountains were also barren.

There is no food in the whole city. "