Volume 2: The Phoenix Descends Upon the World, the Splendid Phoenix Surprises the Swan 035 Warm Night Colors

  "If you're willing to throw yourself into my arms, then I have no reason to refuse!"

  Lan Mingxuan looked at her with a seemingly smiling yet not quite smiling expression, but his tone was firm.

  "Haha, gotcha! Big fool!"

  Ruan Qinchun stuck out her tongue and hugged the jasmine flowers in her arms, laughing with a sweet heart.

  "You're such a naughty girl! You just know how to tease me!"

  Lan Mingxuan pampered and coaxed her for a moment before pulling her down.

  Lotus followed them panting, her eyes resentful to the extreme. These two masters were really too heartless, actually completely ignoring themselves!

  "Steamed buns for sale! Fresh and delicious soup-filled buns!"

  Not far away, a loud shout came, and the two of them looked intently to see a small stall selling buns under a willow tree. In front of the stall were several wooden tables and chairs, with dim yellow lanterns shining out a warm and simple feeling.

  "Girl, are you hungry?"

  Lan Mingxuan lowered his head and looked at Ruan Qincheng, pulled up her hand, and walked towards the small stall.

  "Sir, would you like some steamed buns?"

  A man with a honest face stopped his hands from kneading the dough, and with a simple smile, he looked up and asked.

  "What kind of buns are there? Let's have a basket! Eat it right here!"

  Lan Mingxuan's enchanting voice slowly fell, carrying a few points of awe-inspiring majesty.

  The big man selling buns saw this pair of divine lovers and opened his mouth wide, daring not to believe that someone could look so perfect!

  "Uncle, don't forget our buns!"

  Ruan Qincheng waved his hand in front of him, and a clear spring-like voice fell slowly.

  "Ah - yes! Yes! Okay! Coming right away!"

  The big man selling buns nodded repeatedly, his attitude full of respect. He thought to himself: "They must be gods descending to the mortal world!"

  Ruan Qincheng and Lan Mingxuan sat under the willow tree by the river, where the smoke was like jade, the riverbank was covered with green grass, and the reeds were swaying gently. A lotus root fluttered its small wings and flew into her arms, its pink nose twitching, looking extremely pitiful.

  Soon, the steaming buns were served on the table. Ruan Qinchun put down the jasmine flowers and took the chopsticks handed over by Lan Mingxuan, picking up a bun to savor it. After being busy all day, she hadn't eaten anything, and now her appetite was great.

  Lotus saw a bunch of white buns, and the grievances at the bottom of her eyes were instantly swept away. She jumped onto the table, hugged a bun that was as big as she was, and started nibbling on it.

  There are four baskets of buns on the table. The first basket is pork and fennel buns, with a filling made from ground pork, fennel, scallions, sesame oil, salt, and five-spice powder. The flavor is fragrant but not greasy. The remaining two baskets are broken pastry buns, which come in sweet and savory flavors. They have an attractive appearance, with the sweet and savory flavors alternating, and a fresh and refreshing taste.

  In addition, there is a steamer basket of soup-filled buns, with savory broth overflowing, leaving a lasting aftertaste.

  Lan Mingxuan's eating posture is extremely good-looking, slow and elegant with a kind of inexplicable elegance, just taking a glance is a visual enjoyment.

  "Who knew immortals love eating buns too!"

  Ruan Qincheng supported her cheek with one hand, looking as if she had discovered a new continent.

  "Heh heh, little girl, aren't you always calling me a rascal? Since I'm a rascal, that means I'm human, and humans can't do without grains!"

  Lan Mingxuan holds the belief that 'not being ashamed of being a god stick, but rather taking pride in it', speaking with a serious tone.

  “……”

  Ruan Qincheng gave him a cold look, and he actually dared to act as if he was above others. If the people who admired him were to find out, wouldn't their hearts be shattered into pieces?

  "I'm full!"

  The moonlight swayed and fell, casting a fragmented shadow on the table. The steam carried the fragrance of jasmine flowers. Ruan Qin lazily leaned against the table, gently patted her belly, and poked at the remaining three steamed buns with her hand.

  "You deal with the rest, can't let it go to waste!"

  "Don't worry, with it around, there will never be a waste of delicious food!"

  Lan Mingxuan pointed at Lian Zhuo, who had just finished eating a bun and was continuing to fight, his tone full of jest.

  "Oh no, little lotus bun, how many of yourself have you eaten?! Originally from the same root, why are you in such a hurry to be cooked?!"

  Ruan Qincheng looked at the rapidly sweeping lotus and couldn't help but say in surprise.

  "Beep beep —— beep beep ——"

  Lotus seedling heard this and suddenly got furious, pointing at the white steamed buns with his claws, then pointed at himself, indicating that they were not of the same kind!

  "I get it, you're saying they all look like they were cut from the same mold!"

  Ruan Qinchendan suddenly enlightened and said that the affirmative words made Lianlian even more frantic.

  "Hehe, don't bully Lianlian anymore, or she'll run away from home!"

  Lan Mingxuan chuckled softly, his laughter clear and pleasant to hear, like a piece of blue porcelain falling to the ground.

  Ruan Qinchun looked towards Lian Hua and indeed saw that she had somehow gotten a bundle from somewhere, packing up the remaining buns with an air of leaving home!

  "Xiao Lianrong Bao, you really want to leave now! What a pity, I was planning to take you back to eat other delicious food! Now it seems like that's not going to happen!"

  "Squeak..."

  At the mention of something delicious, Lian's big watery eyes lit up in an instant. She quickly climbed onto her palm with three steps and two strides, rubbed her chubby paws together, lowered her little head, and acknowledged her mistake.

  "Hahaha——"

  Joyful laughter echoes through the wind like a tinkling bell.

  "Your Highness, return to the mansion!"

  A black figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

  The person who came was Mo Jian, whom Yun Qianye had sent to pick up the princess and bring her back to the mansion. Unfortunately, he was a step too late, and by the time they returned to the imperial palace, Ruan Xinzhen's figure was nowhere to be seen. Fortunately, the Martial King's informants were all over the Imperial City, and it only took them the time to eat a meal of baozi for news to reach his ears.

  "Your Highness, don't forget your status, secretly meeting with a man at night, if the king finds out..."

  "Hmm——"

  Ruan Qincheng slapped the table with her palm, stood up with a majestic momentum, and looked at Mo Jian, who was holding the Longyin sword in his hand, word by word.

  "I don't need you to remind me of my identity! You just need to know your own identity! Don't even mention it, not even Yun Qianye has the right to ask about my affairs! I will return to the Wangfu myself, but that's only when I'm willing and pleased!"

  "Spare the queen!"

  Mo Jian felt the aura on her body that was no less than that of a war king, and his heart was greatly shocked. However, he didn't dare to offend her either. The prince had specially asked him to escort the princess back to the mansion, which was enough to prove that her status in the prince's heart was now different from before. His life was saved by the prince, so everything should put the prince first!

  "Does the beloved concubine forget that tomorrow we should go to the Emperor's Teacher's Mansion to pay respects to this king's father-in-law and mother-in-law?"

  The War King Yun Qianye's sword-like eyebrows were as sharp as stars, with a hint of bloodthirstiness in his eyes, which scanned the National Master Lan Mingxuan like an eagle. His majestic body was draped in a noble purple robe, exuding an air of nobility.

  "What was forgotten? I didn't even know about this in the first place!"

  Ruan Qincheng looked at Yun Qianye with a fiery gaze, couldn't he just restrain that bad temper of his? However, his words seemed normal, but why did they convey a different meaning. Ah, right, today she hadn't seen her father in this life, had something happened to them?

  At this thought, she couldn't help but feel worried.

  They are their own parents in this life; if something happens, can they just sit back and do nothing?