Tian Yuan

The nobleman in everyone's eyes walked into Miaofu Inn, found a seat by the window and sat down. He glanced around and took in the appearance of everyone in the hall.

Then, his eyes fixed on one person.

The two looked at each other, and a smile appeared on the corners of their mouths that was not noticed by others.

"What kind of fabric is this? Even the fine silk woven by Yungui is far inferior to it."

"He's so handsome! If I could marry a man like him, I could even be his concubine."

"I've been to the capital before, and the noble sons of those high-ranking officials were far inferior to the person in front of me in temperament."

Inside the inn, several businessmen sat together, glancing at each other from time to time and talking in low voices.

Anyone could see that this handsome young man who suddenly came to visit must have a good background and should not be provoked. Therefore, many people wanted to approach him to talk, but they never dared to take action, fearing that they would offend him instead of making friends.

The man was tall and straight, like a pine tree. He was wearing a beautifully embroidered green shirt, the corners of which fluttered slightly in the breeze. He looked otherworldly, not blending into the mundane world, and no one could desecrate him.

His long hair was as black as ink, tied up with a jade hairpin, and his waist was tightly tied, revealing his handsome and broad figure.

The bridge of his nose is high, the corners of his mouth are smiling, he is gentle and refined, his smile is like the spring breeze, and you will remember him in your heart after just one glance, and you will never forget him.

Nangong Ge used a trace of Dao law on the stone embryo to calculate Chen Qingyuan's location and immediately went to find him, not wanting to delay.

The stone fetus has been formed and the most dangerous period has passed.

Just show up here in your true self, there's no need to hide or cover up.

It won't be long before this small inn will attract countless eyes. There is no need to worry about Chen Qingyuan's safety, as there are many people willing to protect him with all their strength.

Before his cultivation was completely wasted, Chen Qingyuan changed his appearance to be ordinary and unremarkable. After years of hard work, his skin was rough, slightly dark, and had a few wrinkles.

In addition, her long hair was tied tightly with a piece of cloth, and there was a lot of white hair, which made her look more mature.

"Sir, what do you need?"

A person with a distinguished temperament came. Miss Miao was afraid that others would not serve him well and cause trouble, so she went forward to greet him personally. Her tone was gentle, without her usual hot temper.

"A pot of tea."

Nangong Ge answered softly.

"Okay, I'll serve you tea right away."

Miss Miao rushed to prepare, doing everything herself, and was extremely nervous.

No matter how you look at it, this distinguished guest is someone who cannot be provoked. If the hospitality is not good enough, Miaofu Inn may be in jeopardy.

Soon, Miss Miao brought over a few pots of tea, gently placed them on the table, and said, "These are the best teas in our store. I hope they will suit your taste. If not, please don't get angry. If you have any questions, please tell us and we will do our best to handle them."

"Thank you." Nangong Ge smiled politely.

Then, Miss Miao prepared to pour tea.

“No need.” Nangong Ge stopped him, “I can do it myself.”

"Okay." Miss Miao stopped and put down the teapot.

Regardless of what others thought, Nangong Ge turned his eyes to look at Chen Qingyuan, with a smile on his face, as if he had an idea and wanted to tease him.

"You, come and pour me some tea."

Nangong Ge hooked his finger at Chen Qingyuan and his smile deepened.

Chen Qingyuan: “…”

The innkeepers were worried that Chen Qingyuan had not served this unknown guest well. Even Miss Miao clenched her hands, sweating on her forehead, and prayed that nothing would happen.

Everyone was curious about why this elegantly dressed young man came to this not very prosperous town, and they were even more confused about how he walked into Miaofu Inn.

Is it just a coincidence?

Or is there another purpose?

Many questions filled everyone's mind, affecting their thinking and making them uneasy.

After a slight pause, Chen Qingyuan's expression returned to normal.

Forget it, since you want to play, I'll accompany you.

Pretending not to know him, Chen Qingyuan walked over, poured a cup of tea, and placed it on the table: "Sir, please."

"Hmm." Nangong Ge nodded slightly, picked up the tea on the table, took a sip, and found it very sweet, countless times more delicious than any spiritual tea.

"Come back to see me in three months. Don't bother me in the meantime."

Chen Qingyuan lowered his voice so that people around him would not hear.

"clear."

Nangong Ge's voice reached Chen Qingyuan's ears.

After sitting for a while and leaving two taels of silver, Nangong Ge got up and left the inn, disappearing in the crowd and his whereabouts were unknown.

Only after the distinguished guest had left for a long time did everyone dare to talk loudly, chattering endlessly.

Some people say that the young master comes from a royal family in the capital, and his aura is so strong that it is suffocating.

Some people said that the young man must be an immortal master who lived in seclusion nearby and came down to earth to see the sufferings of the people.

There are many different opinions and it is very lively.

As expected, Miaofu Inn's business has grown to a new level, with many people coming here just to see it with their own eyes.

"Is it just a coincidence?"

In the past few days, Miss Miao has been thinking about what happened that day, but cannot get an accurate answer.

Why did this noble man with extraordinary temperament come to his inn? Why did he specifically ask Xiaoliu to pour tea?

Miss Miao vaguely felt that this matter was related to Chen Qingyuan.

I really couldn't hold it in any longer, so after closing the shop today, I called Chen Qingyuan alone, went out to give out some leftovers, and took a walk at the same time.

The moonlight was hazy, and the ground was covered with the reflections of houses that appeared and disappeared from time to time. Occasionally, a cold wind would blow, accompanied by the chirping of insects and the barking of dogs.

"Xiao Liu, do you know the young master who came that day?"

After the two of them gave away the leftovers, they walked slowly in the alley, and Miss Miao started to ask questions.

"do not know."

Chen Qingyuan replied without hesitation.

"Oh." Miss Miao believed it and didn't ask any more questions.

"Miss, when will you recruit new long-term workers?"

The atmosphere was quiet for a while, and then it was Chen Qingyuan's turn to ask questions.

"Wait a few more days. I haven't found the right person yet."

Miss Miao replied.

"As soon as possible, I may not be able to stay for long."

Chen Qingyuan urged.

"Yeah." After responding, Miss Miao looked at the end of the alley and inexplicably hoped that the road back to the inn would be longer, preferably one that would take a lifetime to walk.

Life is always full of regrets.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them returned to the inn under the faint moonlight that spread across the ground, and went back to their rooms to rest.

Miss Miao, you can’t sleep again.

As the days go by, the reluctance in my heart grows stronger, and my chest feels stuffy, as if there is an invisible stone pressing on it.

On the surface, Miaofu Inn was peaceful and everything returned to normal.

In reality, many powerful people have gathered around, waiting patiently.

Maybe the inn's business was too good and they really didn't have enough staff. Or maybe Miss Miao had let it go and decided not to keep putting it off.

So, in the next two months, Miss Miao carefully selected two honest and simple young people to become the long-term workers of the inn.