Quick Wear: Villain Happiness System

After a little thought, he continued to say to the boss, "I gave two tables 12 bowls of braised pork noodles, 30 buns, and five pounds of braised pork..."

"Okay, sir, please wait a moment." The stall owner's face suddenly broke into a smile. He quickly agreed, turned around and got busy.

Not long after, the boss came over with hot noodles and buns and placed them on the table one by one.

Shen Yan and others were also hungry, so they started to taste the food.

The braised pork noodles are delicious, the noodles are chewy, and the braised pork is fatty but not greasy and melts in your mouth.

The vegetarian noodles were light and refreshing, and paired with fresh vegetables, they whetted people's appetite. The buns were thin in skin and full of fillings, and tasted delicious. Everyone ate with gusto and praised them highly.

They ate noodles while admiring the surrounding scenery. Not far away was a lush bamboo forest. The breeze blew, and the bamboo leaves rustled, as if telling something.

“I didn’t expect the food at this small stall would taste so good.” Yang Jin exclaimed.

"Yes, this noodle is indeed chewy." Murong Xiao also agreed.

Shen Yan looked at them with a smile and felt the same way.

After having a good meal and tea, everyone set off again.

The carriage slowly drove away from the tea stall, leaving behind only the breeze and the rustling of bamboo leaves.

As night fell, they rode at full speed and finally arrived at a small town.

The town is bustling with activity, brightly lit, filled with all kinds of shops and bustling with people.

"Let's rest here." Shen Yan suggested.

Yang Jin and Murong Xiao nodded in agreement, and the carriage stopped in front of an inn.

The innkeeper came up to us warmly, "Dear guests, please come in! We have excellent rooms and food, and we guarantee that you will be satisfied."

Shen Yan and the others were arranged to stay in the spacious and comfortable upper room. After finishing their meal, they went to rest early.

"Who?" Murong Xiao widened her eyes and stared at the dark room vigilantly.

At this moment, his sight finally stopped at the darkness at the end of the bed.

He should have slept alone tonight, but soon after he fell asleep, a strange touch crept up his cheek, waking him suddenly from his deep sleep.

"A Xiao." A man's deep voice came from the darkness.

"Liu Zhi?" Murong Xiao exclaimed in surprise and looked at the man in disbelief.

"Why are you here?" Murong Xiao hurriedly sat up and reached out to light the candlestick beside the bed. The faint candlelight flickered, illuminating the entire room and revealing the figure that had been hiding in the dark.

Liu Zhi slowly walked out of the shadows, his eyes revealing endless longing: "Ah Xiao, I... I just want to see you."

"You..." Murong Xiao frowned, "I said, there is no future between us."

Liu Zhi's face turned pale as paper in an instant, and his body trembled slightly: "I know, but I still can't control my feelings for you. Xiao..."

When Murong Xiao heard his words, his heartbeat accelerated a little bit. Then he hardened his heart and pretended to be calm, trying to calm his heart: "Liu Zhi, please let me go! Now this kind of peaceful and tranquil life is what I pursue and yearn for. I really don't want to experience any more twists and turns or changes..."

Liu Zhi stepped forward and held Murong Xiao's hand: "I understand. I don't have any other ideas. I just want to see if you are okay?..."

Murong Xiao slowly pulled her hand back and sighed softly, "Okay, now you've seen it, you can go."

Liu Zhi stared at his expression of indifference and resistance, nodded with unbearable heartache, "Okay, I'll leave now, and I hope you take care of yourself." After he finished speaking, he turned around and disappeared into the endless dark night, his figure gradually moving farther and farther away until it completely disappeared.

Murong Xiao lay back on the bed silently, staring out the window with empty eyes, but her heart was surging with waves that could not be calmed.

At dawn the next day, bright sunlight shone through the window lattice and illuminated the entire room. Shen Yan and his companions got up early and began to wash and dress in a refreshed mood.

After enjoying a hearty breakfast, they set off again, looking exhausted along the way.

After more than a month of arduous journey, they finally arrived at the bustling capital.

"Uncle, why don't you and Ajin stay at the Shen family for a while?" Shen Yan suggested enthusiastically.

Unexpectedly, Murong Xiao gently waved her hand and refused: "Don't bother so much, A Yan. I also have a mansion in Kyoto, Jin Er and I can just move in and live there..."

"But..." Shen Yan seemed to want to say something more, but when he met Murong Xiao's firm gaze, he swallowed the words back in the end.

After all, he knew very well that Ajin and the others would not be in any danger in the capital. Otherwise, whoever provoked them would not end well. After all, there was a Martial Emperor who silently protected them!

You know, along the way, Liu Zhi had gone through a lot of hardships, but he always firmly protected them as they moved forward.

"Well, if you don't know where the mansion is located, I can take you there."

"That's great." Mo Ruoxiao looked at him and nodded.

The carriage continued to move forward slowly, and soon it stopped in front of a mansion. Murong Xiao jumped off the carriage and stared at the mansion in front of her, her eyes full of nostalgia.

Although this is not the main house of the Murong family, it is a precious legacy left to him by his mother. Here, he spent many good times of his youth, even when he was pregnant with Jin'er...

"Young... Young Master? You are still alive!" Just as Murong Xiao was immersed in memories of the past, an old man holding a broom happened to open the door.

When he saw Murong Xiao standing at the door, he was stunned and the broom in his hand fell to the ground involuntarily.

"Uncle Fu." Murong Xiao stared at the familiar and kind old man in front of him, and his emotions became extremely excited. He walked forward quickly and held the old man's arm tightly.

"I knew that my young master was blessed with a long life and would not die." Uncle Fu's eyes were red with excitement. He had watched Murong Xiao grow up since he was a child. Murong Xiao was almost like his half son. Ever since Murong Xiao disappeared, Uncle Fu had always blamed himself for not protecting him and hoped day and night that Murong Xiao would return safely.

"Uncle Fu, it's me. I'm back." Murong Xiao couldn't help but feel tears in his eyes. He held Uncle Fu's hand tightly, as if he wanted to pass all his warmth to him.