Chapter 300: Malan Flower Blooms_1

Lian Shouxin strode out of the Upper Room, taking a deep breath. What the people inside were thinking or saying no longer concerned him. The moonlight illuminated the path clearly beneath his feet. Adjusting his collar, he marched forward briskly.

Upon leaving the village and crossing the official road, Lian Shouxin saw the warm glow of the lights from the breakfast stall. Smoke still billowed from the chimney on the roof; his timing was perfect. He'd arrived just in time to catch a hot, satisfying meal.

Thinking this, Lian Shouxin quickened his pace.

Inside the breakfast stall, Lady Zhang was using a spatula to scoop chive pockets out of a large iron pot. The pockets were fried to a golden crisp on both sides, and their fragrance was already wafting through the air. Lian Manman stood beside another large pot, holding a basin as she ladled soup out of it.