"Eat quickly." Hua Wuxin gently handed over the chopsticks with an elegant gesture.

Ling Muchao didn't answer, and took a pair of chopsticks to eat slowly.

Hua Wuxin: ".."

Neither of them spoke anymore, but in the silence, someone at the next table could hear boring gossip.

"Did you hear it last night? The sound of horse hooves and the heart-rending cry echoed through the heavy snow in the middle of the night. It was so miserable."

"I heard it. There was a lot of noise last night. I heard that something big happened in the palace. We mobilized tens of thousands of troops and horses to swarm out of the city, but we don't know what happened."

"You are asking whether there is going to be a war. The emperor of our country and the crown prince of the Xuanwu Kingdom, Shangguan Yifei, had a personal feud. Could it be that the other party suddenly attacked us with a grudge?"

".."

As several people discussed, the guests who were all minding their own lunch began to speak one after another, with all kinds of speculations.

"Haha~ You bunch of idiots who don't know anything are still discussing here so excitedly. What kind of war is the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom fighting?"

At this moment, a brightly dressed young man suddenly slapped the table and couldn't help laughing.

"Then why were so many troops dispatched in the middle of the night?"

"Yes, what's your explanation?"

"Last night I saw with my own eyes the dark columns of troops coming out of the capital, and it was the soldiers at the city gate who opened the gate."

When everyone heard this, they immediately retorted.

"Have you ever heard of the demon-suppressing saint Ling Mulao?" The man looked calm, not at all embarrassed by the crowd's rebuttal.

The hand holding the chopsticks paused slightly, and Ling Mulao raised his eyebrows when he heard the words, but immediately looked as normal and continued eating as if he hadn't heard anything.

"Who is that? The name is unfamiliar."

"Yes, we only know that the Demon-Suppressing Saint was the former Princess Shuohe, but she died suddenly for unknown reasons."

"Tell me quickly, who is that woman? Does it have anything to do with the army's appearance last night?"

The man clicked his tongue and shook his head, then smiled with great interest and said: "It's okay if you don't know, but Ling Mulao is the emperor's most favored concubine. She was leaving the palace yesterday, but she accidentally fell off the cliff when she encountered an assassin.

In the end, as you have seen, the emperor dispatched tens of thousands of troops to search for the whereabouts of Concubine Rao, but in the end only one body was found. He was heartbroken, heartbroken!"

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other and nodded.

"Sure enough, it is a hero who is saddened by beauty. Although the emperor is the king of a country, he cannot protect the woman he loves so much. He must be in extreme pain to do this."

"It's just a pity that this concubine is still a beauty but has a bad life, so all this love is wasted in vain."

"The emperor is so ruthless. What's the point of the death of this concubine? I bet that the three thousand beauties in the harem will be around the emperor in less than a month."

"That's right. I'm afraid that before the bones are cold, the new favorite over there is singing and dancing. The emperor is Shengge every night. How can you remember such a woman?"

".."

Listening to all the discussions, Hua Wuxin frowned slightly, and couldn't help but raise her head and glance at Ling Mulao. Her indifferent expression showed no emotion at all, as if she hadn't heard the conversation and laughter of the drinkers at all.

"I'm full, so I'll go ahead." Ling Mulao put down the bowl and chopsticks in his hands, stood up and left.

".."
Chapter completed!