Chapter 555: The Reckless Daily Life of the Demon Lord Princess Chapter 648: Guo Lanxin, Who Hates Iron for Not Becoming Steel

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Protagonist:

Yan Qianqian

Just then, everyone's gaze turned toward Qi Xi as if by agreement. All eyes gathered on this well-behaved and adorable little girl, and for a moment, Qi Xi became the focus of everyone's attention.

Facing everyone's gaze, Qi Xi did not appear flustered at all; she still maintained that well-behaved and tranquil demeanor.

When someone asked her a question, she would answer each one seriously with that clear and pleasant voice, behaving very appropriately and with ease.

Guo Lanxin and An Wangfei exchanged a glance, and both had the same thought arise in their hearts: "How wonderful it would be if I had such a daughter!" (Or: "How wonderful it would be if my daughter could be like this!")

An Wangfei looked at her daughter beside her, who was eating pastries with great satisfaction and making "ba ji ba ji" sounds in her mouth, and a feeling of helplessness and frustration inevitably surged in her heart.

She secretly sighed: "Forget it, forget it, after all, she is my own flesh and blood."

Just then, a servant hurried over and reported to Guo Lanxin that the meal was ready.

Upon hearing this, Guo Lanxin immediately put down the pastry in her hand, stood up, and took the lead in walking toward the dining hall.

Seeing this, everyone also stood up one after another, followed closely behind, and walked toward the dining hall together.

After entering the dining hall, they saw several exquisite cold dishes already arranged on the table, emitting an enticing aroma. However, the hot dishes would only be served one after another after everyone was seated.

Just as everyone had just settled down, Ai Sheng slowly walked into the dining hall.

His steps seemed somewhat slow, as if he was a bit tired. Ai Sheng walked to his seat and sat down unhurriedly.

As for Ai Chun, he usually did not return at noon. Because he was busy in the Shangshufang, he often just casually ate something at the Shangshu Fu.

After everyone finished lunch, Guo Lanxin personally saw them to the door and bid farewell to each person.

After everyone had left, Guo Lanxin finally breathed a sigh of relief, but immediately her gaze fell on Ai Jiao, and her eyes revealed a hint of exasperation.

"This mouth of yours, I don't know who you inherited it from, how can you be so stupid?" Guo Lanxin couldn't help but complain.

Ai Jiao looked at his mother with a wronged expression and muttered: "I don't want to be like this either, maybe I take after my father...",

Guo Lanxin glared at him fiercely and said in an annoyed tone: "When your father was young, his mouth was full of sweet words; otherwise, how could he have possibly tricked me into marrying him!"

Ai Sheng, standing beside them, couldn't help but blush upon hearing this. However, since his skin was somewhat dark, this flush was not particularly obvious.

Ai Sheng somewhat embarrassedly touched his nose, did not pick up Guo Lanxin's conversational thread, but turned and hurried away.

At this moment, Yan Xiner suddenly spoke: "This can't all be blamed on Ai Jiao, after all, who let my younger sister lack a few screws!"

Guo Lanxin helplessly sighed and said: "Alas, even so, we can't say it like that. Maybe it's because Qianqian never had any feelings for Ai Jiao, so even if Qiong'er can speak sweet words, she probably feels nothing. I think, this matter is probably hopeless."

Ai Jiao stood in place, silently listening to the conversation between Guo Lanxin and Yan Xiner, his heart feeling as if a five-spice bottle had been overturned, with all sorts of feelings surging up.

And An Wangfei, sitting in the carriage, looked at Qianqian, who had no image whatsoever after eating, sitting improperly and leaning sideways, and couldn't help but close her eyes directly, as if she didn't want to see her like this anymore.

After returning home, Qianqian first went to take a nap. After waking up in the afternoon, she thought of Luo Shun and decided to go see him.

However, Qianqian did not go through the main gate, but instead used qinggong, flying lightly like a swallow toward Luo Shun's residence.

However, when Qianqian arrived at Luo Shun's residence, she found it empty with no one there.

She couldn't help but feel a bit disappointed, but then she thought, maybe Luo Shun is in the study. So, Qianqian without hesitation walked toward the study.

Meeting the attending servant, she was told that Luo Shun should be reading in the study at this moment. Seeing this, Qianqian couldn't help but feel a sense of relief in her heart.

She specially called the steward over, wanting to learn about Luo Shun's recent living conditions. Upon hearing that Qianqian had arrived, the steward immediately put down the account book in his hand and hurried over anxiously.

After seeing Qianqian, he hurriedly bowed and saluted, respectfully calling out in his mouth: "Master!"

The two stood not far from the study, and their conversation was not loud. Since Luo Shun did not practice martial arts, his hearing was relatively average, so Luo Shun probably could not hear their conversation.

Qianqian asked softly: "Has he gone out these past few days?" The steward hurriedly answered: "He has not gone out; Young Master Luo has been staying in the study even to rest these past few days."

Next, the steward added: "As for the meals, they are also brought directly to the study by servants. Moreover, at first, the kitchen prepared four dishes and one soup according to convention, but when Young Master Luo ate for the first time, he instructed the kitchen that two dishes would be enough from now on. He said having more would be wasteful, so later the kitchen only made one meat dish, one vegetable dish, and one soup."

After hearing this, Qianqian nodded slightly, indicating that she understood these circumstances.

Then, she turned around, smiling at the steward standing to one side and said: "Alright, Uncle Wang, I already know. You go busy yourself with your affairs first." The steward hurriedly responded, then bowed slightly, turned, and left the room.

Qianqian watched the steward's departing back, the corners of her mouth slightly curving up, revealing a faint smile. She thought to herself, indeed she had not misjudged him.

Next, she walked toward the study door, and after standing still, she raised her right hand and lightly knocked on the door with her knuckles. However, there was no response from inside the room.

She hesitated slightly, then raised her hand again and knocked two more times; this time the knocking was slightly heavier than before. But the room remained quiet as before, with not the slightest sound.

Qianqian couldn't help but feel doubtful—was Luo Shun not in the study? Or had he not heard the knocking? Carrying such questions, she carefully pushed open the study door.

The door hinge emitted a slight "creak" sound, and the door opened a crack.

Qianqian looked inside through the crack and saw that in the study, Luo Shun was sitting on the chair in front of the desk, his head lowered, as if he had fallen asleep leaning on the table.

Qianqian tiptoed into the study, afraid of waking Luo Shun. She slowly walked to the desk and lowered her head to look at the article under Luo Shun's head.

The handwriting of the article was clearly visible; it seemed Luo Shun had just written half of it, perhaps thinking too deeply, and unknowingly fell asleep.

Qianqian's gaze fell on Luo Shun's face; his sleeping face looked somewhat tired, but also revealed a sense of peace and tranquility.

She couldn't help but feel pity, thinking that sleeping like this might make his neck uncomfortable. So, she reached out her hand, lightly patted Luo Shun's shoulder, and softly called out: "Luo Eldest Brother, Luo Eldest Brother..."