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Without money, the storekeeper's smiling face immediately became like Raksha's. With a cold snort, the waiter immediately became like a thug as ten or so people surrounded us with a ferocious expression.

Li Zimo had no money, but he would not lose his arrogance as he coldly stared at them.

Thinking that I wouldn't be able to leave, I felt extremely grieved. After pondering for a moment, I said to Li Zimo, "Hey, go back and ask someone to send some money over."

"No."

"No."

He and the shopkeeper actually spoke at the same time. I can understand the shopkeeper, but I feel that my weight is not enough, if Li Zimo doesn't turn around and leaves me here, he will lose.

I don't know what Li Zimo is thinking.

He explained himself, "Your feet aren't really serious yet. Who knows if the people here will tell you to do anything. If you are injured, then you will have to waste money to get some medicine for you. "Don't look down on people with your eyes. Send someone to the Flying Snow Villa and go directly to Duke Xiang." he cried angrily.

The shopkeeper didn't know what to say. He sent someone to get the silver and then told us to wash the dishes. Every time we have no money to eat, I'm used to it, but Li Zimo isn't used to it.

Looking at the bowl soaked in cold water with oil and gas soaring into the sky, he furrowed his brows in annoyance.

I don't have anything to do with it. I'll just wash up, I've already gotten used to it since I was in Liangcheng.

Reach out and let him knock my hand off with one hand.

He yelled at me, "What?"

"Washing the dishes." I can't count on your superior emperor to wash the dishes. If you don't have the money to bring me here to eat something so good, do you still want to take it out on me?

"Who let you touch the water." He scolded me.

"I'm not washing, just wash." He knew that the shopkeeper was about to eat someone when he didn't see him.

The shopkeeper coldly snorted and said, "Sir, don't think that the store won't dare to do anything to you just because you're dressed in luxurious clothing and have some connections to the Xiang King. With the Flying Snow Villa, being able to make such a big store, we aren't made for nothing. Does the Rong family know that this is a branch store run by the capital city's Rong family?

I nodded. "I know. Miss Rong is the one with a rather big chest. Even the Emperor is drooling from watching her."

"Try talking a bit more. Whoever cares about her will never bring you here, idiot." Li Zimo's face darkened.

I won't say anymore, but as for this shopkeeper, no matter how strong you are, it's useless.

However, this fellow made me drop my chin. I actually stretched out my slender jade-like hand to grab the plates and bowls. After washing them, I folded them and put them aside.

"Li Zimo …" I was a little touched, "Is this really the emperor?" Was he possessed by a ghost?

"What did you see?" He stared at me coldly.

I looked up at the sky. "I didn't see anything." This was the face of Li Zimo.

"Oh? That is something that makes my heart ache. Looking at your extraordinary demeanor, this woman is nothing. How could you be so distressed?" I can't tell. "

"Who's his woman?" I roared.

I don't like it when people say that. The shopkeeper is too lazy to argue with me, so he told the waiter to go ahead and wait for the money to be delivered.

He washed very seriously, very patiently, and his hands were greasy.

As I watched on, I couldn't bear it any longer. This was the emperor, ah. I rested while he was doing his work. I had a very shameful feeling in my heart. I was the palace maid after all.

Ye Zichen let out a long sigh, and a despicable feeling ran out from his bones.

"Li Zimo, let me wash this."

"No need."

"Let me beg, please, let me wash." Sitting here like this watching him wash, I feel guilty, I feel guilty ah.

He looked up and actually smiled at me. "The water is very pungent and dirty. Don't touch it."

I think he was possessed by a ghost, and I was possessed by a ghost.

I thought he looked as if he wanted to kill me. I also thought he was a person, not the Emperor, so close that even the hair on his forehead was clearly visible. Those eyebrows, those eyes, that smile, suddenly seemed to become a kind of imprint carved into his heart.

It was warm and soft, a strange, warm thought that ran through my heart and made my heart pound.