Fast Transmigration: The Buddhist Host of the Saving System

Nan Zi'an looked at Yiyi who had been looking sullen and worried.

Ever since she sent Bi Wenkai back to his own mansion, she began to plan the case of King Ning, and after the case was settled, she has been busy dealing with the prince.

Although she was as busy as when she was building Tianjitang, she clearly felt that she was unhappy and sad.

They have known each other for almost a year. To be honest, he likes this talented, smart and witty woman very much. She not only helps him a lot in politics, but also gives him something new in terms of knowledge and thinking from time to time.

I have never heard of it before, and sometimes I can't help feeling how many wonderful ideas she has in her mind. She can talk to herself about politics, and she also has her own unique explanations on people's livelihood and military governance. He really wanted to know, is there anything she doesn't know?

Selfishly speaking, he hopes that she can be by his side forever, but there is an intuition that tells him that she will leave him after the thing is done, and she will not belong to his own existence.

Looking downstairs one by one, the originally empty eyes suddenly became focused, looking at somewhere downstairs.

The sockets of her eyes suddenly became a little red, and she didn't blink her eyes, for fear that she might have made a mistake.

But, that's right, Bi Wenkai, it's really him, why would he come here.

I don't know if he noticed his gaze, but Bi Wenkai looked over and directly met Yiyi's gaze.

One by one, she sorted out her emotions, showed a smile that could not find fault, raised her hand and waved her fingers at him, "Hi~"

Nan Zian was a little curious, "Have you met someone you know?"

"No, it's Bi Wenkai."

Nan Zian walked to one side, looked down, and saw Bi Wenkai was still looking here, "Do you want to invite him to dinner?"

They pursed their lips one by one, a little hesitant. In fact, they should be rejected directly. They are people from different camps. It is better not to have any intersection.

Still, want to see him...I want to see him.

Seeing that he hesitated one by one, Nan Zian probably knew the answer, and waved at Bi Wenkai, signaling him to come up.

Yiyi turned her head in surprise and looked at Nan Zi'an, "What are you doing? Why did you ask him to come up?"

"What are you afraid of? Don't you also want to have dinner with him? If the prince knows, maybe he won't trust him. It's a good thing for us. Anyway, we don't lose money."

Yiyi dodged his eyes, "I don't want to have dinner with him."

"I don't know you yet, so what's the point of embarrassment, I didn't ask about the things between you before, and I don't ask about the things between you now, just handle it yourself."

One by one, it was a little unexpected that he would say such a thing.Nodding his head, he sat back on the dining table and waited for Bi Wenkai to come up.

Not long after, he came up, saluted Nan Zi'an and entered.

"What a coincidence, Mr. Bi, are you coming for dinner today?"

"Well, I heard that there is a delicious restaurant in the capital, so I want to try it."

"Coincidentally, this place is opened by Yiyi. She came up with a very novel way of eating. This king will panic if he doesn't eat it for a while. Mr. Bi is also here today. If you don't mind, let's eat together."

"Thanks to His Highness's invitation, I will be disrespectful."

"Sit." Nan Zi'an sat back at the main seat, watched Yiyi, who was silent since he came in, and shook his head helplessly, "Yiyi? Or you go to cook, I want to eat your fried chicken."

Yi Yi glanced at Bi Wenkai, and left the room directly, regardless of whether there would be any conflicts between them in the room.

She wanted to meet him, but not like this, with a fake face and some casual talk.

One by one into the kitchen, no one dared to stop.

Everyone in this shop knows that their boss is a girl who comes over to cook from time to time, and is in charge of cooking. No one who has tried her handicraft will say that it is not delicious, but she always has a bad face when cooking.

When chopping fish and chopping bones, they all thought it was the enemy of the boss, right?Cutting a vegetable is like killing someone.

But it will get better slowly, as if cooking is to vent emotions.

Arrive at the kitchen one by one, familiar with the way, start to kill chicken, pickle, heat oil, fry chicken.

Maybe because she didn't want to go back so soon, she even made some crispy meat.

It took a long time before I returned with the fried chicken and crispy pork that I had fried.

Xiao Er moved very quickly, their dishes had already been served, but they didn't move, the copper pot that came up was still boiling.

"Are you back? A little slow? Oh, I made a new trick today." Seeing that Yiyi had more than just a fried chicken in her hand, Nan Zi'an knew that she had made a new dish, "Mr. Bi is lucky, Yiyi The cooking is delicious, try it."

Bi Wenkai glanced at him, looked at the golden-yellow crispy meat on the table, and picked up a piece: "You're welcome."

Sit down one by one, and after seeing someone start to move their chopsticks, they start to boil their favorite dishes in the pot.

The atmosphere was a little frozen, and for a while there was only the sound of them eating.

Nan Zi'an ate the fried chicken tenders and crispy meat one by one, and he was full of praise, "Yiyi, if you become a cook in the future, I think you can make a lot of money."

Yiyi smiled: "I've already made a lot of money now."

"However, the cooks here still haven't got your true biography, and your cooking is delicious."

One by one smiled confidently, "No one will cook better than me."

Bi Wenkai kept his head down and ate silently, as if he didn't hear their conversation, but he couldn't help but nibble that golden crispy little crispy meat a few more times.

It can be said that eating a meal is very embarrassing, at least, that's how it feels, and after eating, they don't care what their expressions are, just say that they have something to do, and leave.

She didn't want to face the eccentric Nan Zian and the silent Bi Wenkai.

That's right, Nan Zian didn't know why she kept talking to herself in front of Bi Wenkai, but she didn't really like the feeling of pretending to be familiar.

No matter what Nan Zian wanted to do, but she didn't want to continue, it was a rare day of rest, she wanted to take a good rest.

Instead of going back to her room, she went to the suburbs.

After one by one left the box, the atmosphere seemed to be even worse.

Bi Wenkai wiped his mouth gracefully with the handkerchief Fei Yu handed over, and then raised his eyes to look at Nan Zi'an, "Thank you for today's meal, Your Highness Ji Wang, I have a very good meal."

"You're welcome, the king is also very happy with his meal. I hope to have a chance to have lunch with my husband next time. I still have business in the mansion, so I will leave first."

Bi Wenkai bowed his hands and watched him leave.

Fei Yu stepped forward and wanted to push him away, but he stopped him by raising his hand, "Master?"

Bi Wenkai looked at the empty box, recalled what King Ji said to himself before the meal, and couldn't understand why he said those words to himself.