Rebirth of the beauty of the peasant girl

Chapter 762

"You, why are you here?" Qingluo held up her chopsticks and forgot to put a fish ball into her mouth in surprise.

Lan Hao floated in, came to her, bent down, ate the fish balls with her chopsticks, and said with an ambiguous smile, "It smells like the five-spice fish balls."

Caixing and the other servant girls all looked straight at her.

Is there such a charming woman-like man in the world?
Qingluo came back to her senses, and looked at the empty chopsticks: "Are you a cat? Come here just because of the fishy smell?"

"Fish smell?" Lan Hao sniffed his nose, "There must be no spiced fish balls, could it be that you have radish on your body? Let me smell it—"

He brought his face closer as he spoke.

Qing Luo pushed him away, frowned and said: "Don't make trouble!"

Lan Hao touched his smooth face, and said sadly: "It's been so long since I haven't seen you, why don't you miss me at all?"

"I haven't asked you yet, where did you go without saying a word? How did you get here now?"

"I have a little matter in Tianji Pavilion, go back and deal with it." Lan Hao wrote lightly.

"Small things?" She didn't believe that even small things needed to bother him to run back.

"Deal with a few unruly things."

"I thought your Tianji Pavilion was an iron bucket, so there are also traitors?"

"Yeah, they were all eager to marry me, so they started fighting?" Lan Hao half-jokingly said.

Qingluo: "Slick tongue, can you be more serious?"

"Why do you think I'm joking when I'm serious?"

"I'm too lazy to care about you."

"Hey," Lan Hao sighed, and said quietly, "After I left Tianji Pavilion, I was going to find you, but when I passed by Meng's house, Meng Ren let the old man stay as a guest. It just so happened that today he said that the Mei family invited you He went to a dinner party and asked if I wanted to come with him, so here I am!"

He stretched out his hands to pinch Qingluo's delicate and shiny ears, and said with a smile: "Who knows you are here too. We can meet here, does it mean that we are destined?"

Qingluo slapped his hand off rudely, raised her eyebrows and said, "You really don't know I'm here?"

"Well..." Lan Hao was a little embarrassed, touched his nose, and said with a smile, "There seems to be news about you in the pavilion...but I didn't pay much attention to it, I don't remember!"

Caihe and Juxiang looked at each other and smiled.

Unexpectedly, this unrestrained and unrestrained Pavilion Master Lan would sometimes say something insincere.

At this time, Caixing brought up another pair of chopsticks, and Qingluo took it over, and gave her the chopsticks that Lan Hao had eaten.

"Use it for me!" Lan Hao looked at the pair of chopsticks.

Cai Xing said: "My lord, the young lady is eating now, are you going to move?"

Although she doesn't know Lan Hao, she sticks to her duty and doesn't allow strange men to eat with the lady.

Although the Mei family looks unorganized, it is much stricter than the civilized Da Zhou in terms of many etiquette rules.

Men and women have different beds at the age of three, and different seats at the age of five. This is the most basic.

However, what kind of person is Lan Hao?
He was not bound by any restraints, and even more ignored these feudal dogmas. The words of a mere maid in charge could not be taken seriously by him.

"You are such a little girl, you are full of rules, it is really boring!" Lan Hao leaned on the chair, squinted at the colorful stars with a pair of peach blossom eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, and said lazily, "Go, Bringing a pair of chopsticks is a serious matter."

Caixing hesitated, and looked at Qingluo.

Although Qing Luo doesn't care about the saying that men and women have different seats, since she's a guest at Mei's house, it's best to abide by the family's rules.

She thought for a while: "Well, you go and prepare another table for him, and give him the leftover dishes I picked just now."

"Yes, Miss." This time Caixing readily agreed.

Anyway, as long as you don't eat at the same table.

Soon a small table was placed next to Qingluo's big round table, with a pair of bowls and chopsticks and three dishes of plain side dishes on it.

Compared with the large table next to it, it is like a world.

Even Qing Luo, who had always been as thick-skinned as a city wall, couldn't help but blush when she saw it.

Lan Hao snorted: "Hehe, is this how your Mei family treats guests?"

Cai Xing said neither humble nor overbearing: "My lord, don't be offended, the attitude of slaves and maidservants towards guests depends entirely on the attitude of masters."

The implication is that Qingluo gave him this treatment, and it has nothing to do with them being servants.

Although these words are suspected of shirking responsibility, Cai Xing's words both inside and out, regard Qing Luo as his master, and his attitude towards guests like Lan Hao is still very different.

Lan Hao looked at the food in front of Qingluo and was very dissatisfied. Without any explanation, he squeezed to Qingluo's side, picked up the chopsticks and ate.

Caixing was stunned, but couldn't stop it.

Her words can only be useful to gentlemen, and there is nothing she can do about someone as unreasonable as Lan Hao.

She can't kick people out with her hands.

Of course, if Qing Luo asked, she could do it.

Caixing felt guilty for not being able to guard the food for her master, and said: "Miss, should I prepare another meal for you?"

Qingluo quickly shook her head: "No need, just let the lotus picker and chrysanthemum fragrance stay, you all go down and rest."

She is not an empress, and she has not developed the habit of wasting food so extravagantly.

"Yes, Miss." Caixing waved her hand, and retreated quietly with the girls who served the dishes.

Lan Hao sighed while eating: "The morals of the world have changed. Back then, I couldn't even get out 100 taels of silver. The poor little girl who used herself to make a deal with Rong Ruo has now become the apple of the eye of the Mei family..."

From the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the plain ring on Qingluo's hand, his eyes widened immediately, he threw the chopsticks, grabbed her hand, stared at the ring and looked left and right.

"What are you doing?" Qingluo glared at him.

"Where did you... come from?"

"Brother Mei gave it to me." Qingluo said calmly.

One advantage of talking to Lan Hao is that there is no need to hide anything.

Because even if he concealed it, he would naturally have a way to know the truth.

It's better to be refreshing.

Lan Hao stared at the ring for a long time, with a dignified expression: "Xiao Luobo, are you going to be the head of the Mei family?"

"Of course not." Qing Luo didn't understand why his expression suddenly changed, "Their next patriarch has already been decided, and it's Second Brother Mei."

Lan Hao's face did not become relaxed, "It seems that you don't know the tradition of the Mei family."

"What tradition?" Qing Luo raised her head to look at him, with a vague feeling in her heart.

"The Mei family is different from the Chen family." Lan Hao let go of her fingers, took a sip of tea from the teacup, and said slowly, "You should know the history of the Mei family, right?"

"I know." Qingluo nodded.

Not only her, but many people know that the Mei family is the descendant of the subjugated Da Yue clan royal family.

"Although the Mei family is no longer the royal family of the Da Yue clan, they still retain the rules of the royal family in many respects." Lan Hao stroked his long black hair with one hand, and said softly, "So, their family The patriarch of the clan is actually equivalent to the original Da Yue Clan Emperor."

(End of this chapter)