Emperor Sovereign's Doting Foodie

Damn woman, isn't it better to sit in your own carriage?

"Whoever answers will be the winner." Heaven Rank tied the carriage proudly.

"You two bastards really think my Mo family is easy to bully!" Mo Ziming wanted to make his move just because he said so.

However, when the other party released his purple qi, Mo Ziming felt so wronged that he wanted to cry!

Why was it that even though they were both human, Qianye Muyu was so outstanding?

Even a Dark Guard would have purple qi?

How could they let him live?

"If not for Miss Murong, how could we Sect Leader let you ride on the Flying Horse!" Heaven Rank snorted, and then headed to the carriage in front to catch the carriage.

Mo Ziming's face was filled with dissatisfaction as he turned his face away, so angry that he didn't want to get on the carriage.

When Cai Ling saw this, she helplessly stroked her forehead. "Mo Ziming, if you don't want to come up, then we will be leaving."

It would be good if he left, as he did not want Mo Ziming to disturb the development of the relationship between the young miss and the Qianye Sect Leader.

"I'll go, of course I'll go!" Hearing that, Mo Ziming immediately rushed to the carriage!

Did they think he was stupid?

If he did not enter the carriage, wouldn't his wife be kidnapped by Qianye Muyu?

No, he had to look at his wife all the time!

However, he did not know if the Flying Horse was pulling the carriage on purpose, other people were fine, but Mo Ziming was turning it over and over, as though he was riding on a small boat facing a huge wave, churning extremely hard.

breakfast was eaten late, and with Mo Ziming eating so much steamed buns, his stomach began to churn violently, and he almost vomited it out a few times.

The Earth-sign Dark Guard that was driving the carriage was initially very dissatisfied, as he expressed that he did not want Mo Ziming to become a fool. However, now he seemed to know why the Sect Leader was so kind to give Mo Ziming a bun at that time.

To be able to take revenge on his love rival and also be favored by the Miss Murong, this jealous Sect Leader was simply too terrifying! Thinking wasn't something that ordinary people could keep up with.

But, can Sect Leader calculate? How did he know that Mo Ziming would shamelessly follow him?

However, the intelligence of the Sect Leader s was not something he could guess.

Inside the carriage, Cai Ling and Huangfu Zhaoran looked at Mo Ziming with curiosity.

Because this trip was dangerous, they left the Old Pan and the Bookboy in the Chu Kingdom, and only went to pick them up after they returned.

However, when they saw Mo Ziming, who was trying his best to resist the urge to vomit, both Huangfu Zhaoran and Cai Ling frowned.

There was nothing wrong with him even when he was riding on the ground, why did he feel so uncomfortable while riding on the Flying Horse?

Looking at his pale face, it was as if he was sick.

Mo Ziming pulled on the blanket on the carriage tightly, his eyes red with anger.

Qianye Muyu, you pretentious hypocrite!

One day, I will tear off your mask and expose your true face to my wife!

"Ugh …" In the end, Mo Ziming was unable to hold back and directly spat out one mouthful.

In that instant, Earth-sign Dark Guard's body became so stiff that he could not breathe.

Brother, this is a new carriage!

Cai Ling sat helplessly on the side, she felt that she would rather go out and look at the sky than stay in the carriage.

Huangfu Zhaoran was the same.

Although he was spitting out steamed buns … But it was still very disgusting!

After Mo Ziming finished vomiting, he immediately felt a lot better. However, when he saw Cai Ling's and Huangfu Zhaoran's disdainful eyes, he immediately had the urge to die. No, he even had the intention to kill Qianye Muyu!

Qianye Muyu, this hypocrite!

This fellow was obviously taking revenge on his behalf!

Without waiting for Mo Ziming to rest for long, Earth-sign Dark Guard dove down. Suddenly, the carriage changed its trajectory, and very quickly, the originally more comfortable Mo Ziming once again fell into a struggle.

Seeing the speed at which the carriage was diving, Cai Ling and the others seemed to understand why Mo Ziming was vomiting.

Although the Flying Horse was also a carriage, the process of its ascent and descent caused one's heart to clench.

Although the two of them did not have any feelings towards the Flying Horse, it was probably because Mo Ziming's physique was special that he had such a strong reaction to the Flying Horse.

At noon, in order to prevent Murong Xuan from starving, Qianye Muyu specially picked a relatively famous restaurant to rest.

However, this restaurant was extremely famous. Plus the time spent eating, the hall was already packed full, let alone the private rooms upstairs.

As soon as he entered the restaurant, the head storekeeper came up to him with a helpless look on his face, "Greetings guests, there are no more private rooms today. Can the lobby be where you are today?"

The shopkeeper had been a shopkeeper for so many years, he had long learnt how to judge people by their appearances. Just by looking at the temperament of Murong Xuan and the rest, he knew that they were definitely not normal people, it was a pity that the private room was full, and there was only one table of 8 people left, if not for the number of people at the table, it would probably be full.

"Eight people table? That's just right. " Murong Xuan did not mind, and directly walked towards the table with the eight people.

In any case, they had more people, so the tables couldn't be put down.

On the side, Qianye Muyu was looking at the great hall with disdain.

Not only was the lobby noisy, the seats were also not sure if they were clean, and the dishes were also not sure if they were neat and tidy …

Murong Xuan looked at Qianye Muyu thoughtfully, but just as he was about to talk to the shopkeeper about the private rooms, he saw a young man with winking eyes and eyebrows walking towards him, unceremoniously sitting next to Murong Xuan. Murong Xuan almost put his hand on Murong Xuan's shoulder: "Where is the beauty going? It's dangerous to travel alone. "

Beauty?

Murong Xuan blinked his eyes, this was the first time he heard someone call him this.

Behind him, Qianye Muyu's unparalleled eyes contained a faint coldness and coldness as she sized up the youth as if he were a dead man.

The Heaven Rank trembled as he looked at his own Sect Leader. He had seen people seeking death before, but he had never seen anyone looking to die so happily.

"I have someone protecting me, so I'm not afraid." Murong Xuan blinked his eyes, and pointed to Mo Ziming and the others who were behind the young man.

The Main Hall was indeed too crowded, there were all sorts of people, no wonder Qianye Muyu had a face full of disgust …

"This young master is so thin and weak, how can he protect such a beautiful young miss?" The young man turned his face away disapprovingly and continued with his conversation with Murong Xuan.

Behind him, Mo Ziming's already deathly pale face instantly darkened to the point that it looked like ink was about to drip out.

Thin?

He actually dared to look down on their Mo family's descendants?

"Ugh …" Just as Mo Ziming wanted to punch him in the stomach, he found it unbearable. He ran outside and vomited crazily.

That damned Flying Horse, that damned Qianye Muyu!

"Let's not talk about thin and weak first. Um, since you want to protect me, shouldn't you treat me to a meal?" I'm starving. " Murong Xuan looked pitifully at the young man.

Being looked at with such a pitiful and delicate gaze by a beautiful lady, the young man's heart softened and he was speechless. He quickly got the waiter to bring a menu over. "Waiter, quickly bring the menu over."

He would feel heartache if he were to starve a beauty.

However, Murong Xuan waved his hand and said unrestrainedly: "No need to serve up the menu, just serve up all the dishes in your restaurant."

All the dishes?

This time, it was not only the young man, but the rest of the people who were eating were also staring at Murong Xuan with their mouths agape.

As this restaurant was very famous, its dishes were not cheap. However, to people like them, it was still something that they could afford to eat. However, ordering all of the dishes at once?

The young man's face instantly turned green. "You …" Can you eat so much alone? "

He only had a few taels of silver with him, so he could eat one table, but he had to finish all the dishes in this restaurant …

"Who said she was the only one, and me …" "We …" Mo Ziming unhappily pushed the young man aside, and forcefully sat next to Murong Xuan, and gasped for breath with difficulty.

Forgive him. Along the way, he vomited until his bones almost broke.

However, after vomiting so much, he must eat everything back this time.

Looking at Mo Ziming, Cai Ling, Huangfu Zhaoran and the others being seated on the table, the young man's face turned ugly.

She didn't expect that she would have so many young masters by her side …

The young man forced out a smile, "Heh, even with so many of you, you won't be able to finish all the dishes in this restaurant. You should know that this restaurant has more than thirty dishes."

"More than thirty? "If that's not enough to eat at all, then I'll give two servings to all the dishes." Murong Xuan boldly said.

The moment he finished speaking, the young man's face turned even more green.

More than thirty of them were still not enough for her to eat?

The young man subconsciously sized up Murong Xuan and felt that Murong Xuan's body was slender, his lower abdomen was flat, it was simply impossible for his to finish eating so many dishes …

"Miss, you, you're teasing me? Even if you include them all alone, you still won't be able to finish so many dishes. " He couldn't eat that much even if he didn't eat!

The young man's expression was extremely ugly. All the silver he had brought along was not even enough to pay for the dishes.

"How about I show you?" Murong Xuan raised his eyebrows, looking as if he was about to start the test.

Let alone 30 dishes, even if there were 100 dishes, she would still be able to finish all of them.

"He doesn't have money, so what are you trying to do? What if he doesn't have the money later on? Wouldn't we be able to eat all kinds of hegemony?" Mo Ziming unhappily chimed in with Murong Xuan.

"He can't afford it, I can afford it. But, who exactly is occupying this private room? I still want to go to the private room. " Murong Xuan thoughtfully looked at Qianye Muyu.

His master was extremely picky and did not like being close to others. It was likely that if he did not go to the private room, he would not be able to sit down and eat.

"Young lady, to be honest, there are a total of five rooms, four of them have been reserved by the Beroin." The shopkeeper knew from one look that Murong Xuan was someone from a private room, and had ordered so many dishes, so he dressed extravagantly, and most likely, he was not a woman from a normal family.