When everyone was in this hall, Zhong Wuhen glanced at it, but did not find Xia He's existence. He couldn't help but frown, "There are only so many people?"

Listening to Zhong Wuhen's words, the shopkeeper also said with a embarrassed expression, "Young master, everyone except the chef is here, but the chef has a special identity, and we also do it on weekdays..." Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Zhong Wuhen. Zhong Wuhen glanced at the dozens of people here, "You are waiting here. If I find out, then I will take the initiative to leave Zuixianlou and will no longer be the people in Zuixianlou."

At this time, Zhong Wuhen also walked slowly towards the kitchen. When Zhong Wuhen came to the separate room, he found that the door was still locked. There was only a small window in the room, which was used to deliver vegetables. Zhong Wuhen looked at the spiritual consciousness and found that Xia He was sleeping on the chopping board at this time. Perhaps because he was too tired.

Zhong Wuhen looked at Xia He's haggard appearance and felt a little unbearable. He gently lifted the lock. Zhong Wuhen pushed open the door and walked in, sat next to Xia He, took out a robe and put it on Xia He, and stayed next to Xia He, waiting.

About a quarter of an hour later, Xia He woke up, moved his body and raised his head, and the robe on his body naturally fell to the ground. Xia He looked around and rubbed his eyes and looked at Zhong Wuhen in disbelief, and suddenly threw himself into Zhong Wuhen's arms, "Young Master, you are finally back, Xia He misses you to death."

Zhong Wuhen also smiled slowly, "Okay, okay, look at you, I haven't seen you for only two months, why is it like this?"

Listening to Zhong Wuhen's words, Xia He's eyes turned red, but she forced herself to not cry. She wanted to cry to Zhong Wuhen. What had happened to her during this period, but she didn't want Zhong Wuhen to worry, "Young Master, I'm fine, I'm really fine."

Zhong Wuhen nodded, "Since it's okay, then take a good rest. I think you haven't had a rest for a long time."

Listening to Zhong Wuhen’s gentle words, Xia He’s eyes also turned redder, “Young Master, my skills are so good now. Do you want to try it?”

Zhong Wuhen nodded, "Let's go out first, don't worry." As he said that, Zhong Wuhen slowly stood up and helped Xia He up. The two of them came to the lobby. When the people saw Zhong Wuhen walking out with a woman, they were also shocked. In fact, most of them had never seen Xia He before, so they didn't know what the chef in the legend looked like. It was rumored that the chef was beautiful and did not know the square things, but they did not expect that it would be like this. Although he was good-looking, he had not reached such a beautiful and beautiful state. At this time, the shopkeeper was also sweating for steamed buns. Although others had never seen Xia He, he was different.

Zhong Wuhen walked out slowly and said to those people: "From today, Xia He is the master of this Zuixian Tower. If you want to continue staying, then do your best. If you don't want to leave as much as you want."

Zhong Wuhen's words not only surprised the servants, but also shocked Xia He. Xia He naturally knew the value of this Zuixian Tower. It would be impossible to get a million gold coins. LeTV is just a maid. How could he accept it in this way? "Young Master, I..."

Zhong Wuhen glanced at the people, and then took Xia He to the upper floor. In the room, Xia He also knelt down on the ground, "Young Master, please take it back, how could I be the owner of this Zuixian Tower?"

Zhong Wuhen shook his head, "Xia He, I know you have always liked to study recipes and food, so I'll give this restaurant to you today, which is a fulfillment of your wish. As for those below, most of them are juniors who are tempted by the flames and are not too worried. All you have to do is study recipes."

"Young Master, I." Xia He looked at Zhong Wuhen's eyes. Although she was really moved by what Zhong Wuhen said, and owning a restaurant was her wish, she always wanted, but in this way, she owed too much to the young master, and I'm afraid she would not pay it back in her whole life.

Zhong Wuhen looked at Xia He and smiled and said, "Okay, there is no need to do this in the future. It is not good for your health to make yourself tired. Although you like to study recipes, don't leave behind cultivation. You can use these elixirs to practice. It is also true that you can use higher cultivation to protect yourself."

Hearing the words of this young master, Xia He had more tears in his eyes, but she slowly took the storage bag that Zhong Wuhen took out and tied it around her waist, "Thank you, Young Master."

Zhong Wuhen helped Xia He up, and then went to the bedside, "Okay, you have a good rest. Recently, I will be in Ruowuju. If you have the chance, you can come to me. Don't take any action when you encounter something, do you know?"

Xia He nodded, and at this time Zhong Wuhen had turned around and walked out. Xia He looked at Zhong Wuhen's back and felt even more uncomfortable, and her heart was hollow. She wanted to say that she wanted to stay with the young master and always accompany the young master, but in the end she could not say it. Xia He understood that this was definitely not because she liked the Zuixian Tower, or because she liked to study recipes. This was probably the so-called fate. Destiny was like a big hand, firmly blocking herself, watching the young master go further and further away.

When Zhong Wuhen closed the door, his feet staggered, and a hint of chill appeared on his face. It was hard to imagine that Zhong Wuhen would have such a look now. It was hard to imagine that he would recover from his body. It was less than a year later, and the four maids of spring, summer, autumn and winter had left their side one after another. Zhong Wuhen could not tell what it felt like, but he felt a chilling feeling penetrated his heart.

Zhong Wuhen took a step forward, but he had already arrived at the top floor again. Zhong Wuhen looked at Feng Wuyue with a pig's head on the ground, and couldn't help but think of Feng Ruoer who had not seen for several days. It was at this time that a trace of warmth appeared in Zhong Wuhen's heart. He glanced at Feng Wuyue on the ground, and Zhong Wuhen's mouth curled, "I'm worried that I won't have the chance to enter the palace, and then you'll come to the door now. After all, I have to thank you!"

As he said that, Zhong Wuhen picked up Feng Wuyue and jumped down from the window. He had already left Zuixian Tower in just a few steps. At the farthest place, Zhong Wuhen stood on the roof, and Feng Wuyue on the side still did not wake up. Zhong Wuhen glanced at Zuixian Tower again, turned his head and continued to walk towards the palace.

Along the way, Zhong Wuhen also attracted a lot of attention. Most of the people watching did not know Zhong Wuhen, but no one among them did not know the second prince Feng Wuyue. However, now Feng Wuyue looks like this, there are probably not many people who can recognize him.

After passing the downtown area, it was finally much more purified. Zhong Wuhen came to the city gate. Then this time the guard was still the soldier who stopped Zhong Wuhen that day. At this time, the soldier looked at Zhong Wuhen and smiled bitterly, "Mr. Prince Consort, why are you here again? The emperor is getting angry recently. He said that you can't let you come in no matter what, let alone let you see the princess. Hey, why does this person look familiar? Prince Consort, what are you doing?"

Listening to the soldier's words, Zhong Wuhen also showed his white teeth, "Ha, brother, you misunderstood. I came here not to look for the princess, but to the emperor. If you have important matters, please keep Tongrong and Tongrong."

Listening to Zhong Wuhen's words, then looking at the person who was about to die in Zhong Wuhen's hand, the soldier gritted his teeth and nodded, "Okay, I'll report it, but I'm not sure if Your Majesty will see you."

At this time, Zhong Wuhen nodded, "Okay, brother, just go there. I will say it seriously at that time. Your Majesty will definitely meet me."

Listening to Zhong Wuhen's words, the little soldier who had not taken a few steps just now staggered, "Damn, what does it mean to be serious? This is the crime of deceiving the monarch and will lose his head."

Half an hour later, Zhong Wuhen appeared in the imperial study room. It was only a few days before he saw it. Tianfenghuang had a few more white hairs on his temples. As soon as Zhong Wuhen came in, he threw Feng Wuyue on the ground and clapped his hands. At this time, Tianfenghuang also turned his head and frowned, "What's going on? Who is he?"

Zhong Wuhen was stunned, pointed at Feng Wuyue, and then kicked Feng Wuyue. At this time, Feng Wuyue had already woken up and struggled to get up, "Can't you recognize it?"

Emperor Tianfeng got closer, looked carefully, then shook his head, "I can't see it."

"Haha, I really don't know his father." Zhong Wuhen also laughed secretly, and then at this moment, Feng Wuyue shouted, "Father, he hit me!" Because Feng Wuyue's face was swollen, he couldn't speak clearly, and was also emotional, so he was thought by Emperor Tianfeng to assassinate. Then, as soon as Feng Wuyue approached, he was kicked out by Emperor Tianfeng.

Emperor Tianfeng looked at Zhong Wuhen in confusion. At this time, Zhong Wuhen almost laughed out loud. Looking at Zhong Wuhen's expression, Emperor Tianfeng suddenly thought about Feng Wuyue's words that were unclear, and his face changed drastically, "Wuyue, is it you?" He took a step forward and Emperor Tianfeng supported Feng Wuyue.

Feng Wuyue also burst into tears at this time, "It's really not easy, I'm finally recognized."

Emperor Tianfeng was also full of anger at this time, looking at Zhong Wuhen, "Boy Zhong, what's going on? Who made my son look like this?"

Looking at the heartache on Emperor Tianfeng's face, Zhong Wuhen also blinked and pointed at himself innocently, "Uh, it's me!"
Chapter completed!