[The hot female shopkeeper who is the orphan of the loyal minister of the former dynasty x the dandy prince pretending to be a bad scholar]
*Updated with the list, there are three chapters a week without the list, no cheating.
Zhu Yihong is a female shopkeeper with a fiery personality, and her famous restaurant is always crowded.
Outsiders say that she is an unruly and shrewd woman with no parents, relatives or friends; a wild girl with unknown origins who can build such a big business is definitely not easy and cannot be easily offended.
One day, a blind beggar came outside the restaurant.
He was dressed in tatters and his eyes were dull, but he looked really handsome, even more romantic than the man in the storybook...
Zhu Yihong had a keen eye and took him in as a welcome facade.
He shook up the burlap robe on his body and convinced himself: "Okay, from now on I will be a beggar."
Her little follower made him soak naked in a rotten wooden tub, but he endured it;
Her little sister came to ask him to serve tea, but he endured it;
She asked him to kneel down and admit his mistake, but he actually endured it.
The good times did not last long, but an old acquaintance found him and smiled at him for no reason in the dark night: "Your Highness, how are you doing in Xiangxi? After wandering for so many days, is it time to go back?"
From Zhu Yihong's perspective, the blind man had just quarreled with her, brazenly saying that he wanted to find another way out, so she let him go.
As a result, he stayed in the restaurant early in the morning and refused to leave——
He even wants to marry her.
She wiped her hands with a rag and looked at him: "You are so poor and have nothing, why should I marry you?"
He said without blinking, "I have beauty."
"..."
"Can beauties be used as food?" Zhu Yihong raised an eyebrow and said, "Go away."
"My beauty can do it."
"..."
On the night of their wedding, he lifted up his scarlet hijab, only to find a frustrated face underneath. She said to him: "I am just a commoner who sells wine and meat. Please be kind to me, Your Highness."
He was angry in his heart and smiled wildly, but he didn't see that even though her tone was cold, there were already tears under her raised eyebrows.
He approached her step by step, no longer the playboy and scoundrel he was before: "My hands are not expensive... But are you really a poor girl... Tell me, was it you who attracted them here?"
"Duan Yuan, in this year, you have seen all the joys and sorrows of a poor girl, you have seen her in embarrassment, you have seen her in pain... Are you enjoying this southern tour to see people's livelihood?"
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Later, Duan Yuan often thought of the time at Zhu's Restaurant. He warned himself harshly: You don't miss her, not at all.
He came to the restaurant again under the guise of a tour to the south, but when she shuttled among the guests and sensed his presence, she only paused for a moment, then went to greet the guests with a "flattery" smile that he didn't like, without even looking at him.
Even when drinks were served, there was only a gust of wind carried by the clothes.
Duan Yuan looked at her back and smiled angrily: "Okay! No one will talk to anyone from now on! I am the current prince, do I still have to condescend to a female shopkeeper like this?!"
He has lived in the restaurant for more than a year and knows her footsteps best. Duan Yuan couldn't help but turned the corner and blocked her: "You said those words on the wedding day... So are you sincere to me, Yiyi?"
"Who are you?" Zhu Yihong looked at him coldly, "I don't know you."
Duan Yuan didn't know how to save her. The movement of her hand away was so easy, like a spring breeze that would never come back.
At this time, he pulled out an old notice, which was a family-hunting notice from more than ten years ago. The name on it was exactly: Zhu Yihong. Under it, there is a notice: The Zhu family died unexpectedly, and his daughter Zhu Yihong...
Zhu Yihong, Zhu Yihong——
But at this moment, his mother-in-law died suddenly for no reason. There was no vigil in Duanyuan that night, and the emperor was so angry that he kicked him out. He was riding a fast horse alone and fell sprawled in a haystack, feeling hungover.
He murmured something in his dream: "Yiyi, can I still be worthy of the clothes of the East Palace?"
She picked him up from the haystack and said, "Duan Yuan, take up your responsibility."
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