Luo Sheng sat across from Wei Han. Seeing this man unexpectedly ask nothing at all and just bury his head in eating, she felt both frustrated and somewhat hesitant.

Could she have guessed wrong?

If it had nothing to do with Prince Kaiyang, then she had wasted these complimentary dishes for nothing.

Luo Sheng’s gaze fell on the man’s blue robe, saying indifferently: “Your Highness seems to have changed your preferences.”

Wei Han stopped his chopsticks, smiling: “After being in the capital for so long, there will always be some changes.”

Luo Sheng propped her chin on one hand, saying lazily: “Everything is good in the capital, except there are many snakes in summer. Most of those snakes are blue-green in color—speaking of which, they’re somewhat similar to the color of the clothes Your Highness has been fond of wearing lately.”

Wei Han: “…”

After a moment of silence, he raised his eyes to meet the gaze of the young woman supporting her cheek, asking calmly: “Did Young Master Lin not come to dine today?”

Luo Sheng’s expression remained unchanged, but her heart jumped violently.

She had deliberately mentioned the green snake to test him, and Prince Kaiyang’s words were undoubtedly his response to her.

The person who had taken away the longbow and placed the green snake was indeed him!

Was he targeting her, or was he targeting Lin Teng?

Luo Sheng’s thoughts spun rapidly, and she soon had an answer: Since Prince Kaiyang mentioned Young Master Lin, he was clearly targeting Lin Teng.

This meant Prince Kaiyang had anticipated that Lin Teng might discover that tree hollow, so he tossed a green snake in to give Lin Teng a small lesson?

Then how did Prince Kaiyang know the longbow was in the tree hollow? Had he been watching her all along, suspecting her?

When had Lin Teng offended Prince Kaiyang?

Countless questions circled in Luo Sheng’s mind, causing her to momentarily forget to shift her gaze away.

Wei Han, however, withdrew his gaze, picking up a piece of crystal shrimp to eat.

Had Miss Luo been frightened?

He actually had no intention of interfering in her private affairs—after all, she had shot Prince Pingnan, not him.

Even if she shot at him, he wouldn’t be afraid. With his skills, she probably couldn’t hit him anyway…

He had just casually cleaned up the tail end of things.

When he pulled the bow from the tree hollow, a green snake happened to crawl by. Thinking of how that fellow surnamed Lin enjoyed half-price and complimentary dishes when coming to the You Jian Tavern, he casually tossed the snake inside.

He’d heard Young Master Lin was very good at investigating cases—perhaps he’d be lucky enough to discover this tree hollow.

As for whether Miss Luo would quietly come to retrieve the bow, he wasn’t worried.

Based on his not-too-deep understanding of Miss Luo, this was a shrewd and calm woman who wouldn’t do such a thing.

In fact, after he brought the longbow back to the prince’s manor and examined it carefully, he knew he had been overly cautious.

That bow was utterly ordinary—even if it fell into Lin Teng’s hands, it wouldn’t matter.

Therefore, he hadn’t planned to mention it, but hadn’t expected Miss Luo would come asking.

And to ask, she had even given him complimentary dishes…

Luo Sheng, however, didn’t know Wei Han’s thoughts. She only felt his mind was unfathomable—discovering she was the criminal who shot Prince Pingnan yet calmly coming to drink wine, truly inscrutable.

After thinking, Luo Sheng smiled: “Da Bai has gotten a bit fatter lately. If Your Highness has leisure someday, would you be interested in coming to see him?”

Some words weren’t convenient to say here, but without asking clearly, it would be difficult to feel at ease.

As Luo Sheng said these words, Shi Yan happened to bring up a plate of Tofu Boxes.

Miss Luo was inviting his master to see Da Bai?

He didn’t think Da Bai had gotten fat—more ferocious was true though.

Why was Miss Luo calling his master to see Da Bai? Could it be she felt he hadn’t taken good care of it?

But he was wronged! With that fellow Fu Xue standing guard, he couldn’t even get close to Da Bai if he wanted to.

He really had no choice.

He couldn’t very well use force to beat up Miss Luo’s kept man, could he?

“Tofu Boxes are here—” Shi Yan’s heart beat like a drum as he set down the dish.

Wei Han’s gaze was immediately drawn to the neatly arranged tofu blocks on the plate.

Luo Sheng coughed lightly.

Wei Han nodded seriously: “I’ll visit your residence tomorrow.”

Had he known it would make Miss Luo uneasy, he wouldn’t have acknowledged it just now.

Thinking again that he could see that white goose, he felt it wasn’t so bad after all.

Seeing him agree, Luo Sheng’s mood relaxed slightly. She pointed at the newly served dish to introduce it: “These Tofu Boxes are first fried then steamed, filled with pork belly and bamboo shoot filling. Your Highness can try whether it suits your taste. Later I’m also planning to make some with shrimp filling to try…”

There would be shrimp filling too?

Wei Han ate a Tofu Box. While his internal organs felt soothed, he was somewhat unsatisfied.

Such delicious Tofu Boxes, yet today he could only taste one variety—truly somewhat regrettable.

In short order, all the wine and dishes Wei Han had ordered were served.

Xiu Yue generally only stayed in the back kitchen, Luosai Huzi had left like clockwork to pick up Xiao Qi, and Zhuang Han didn’t come to the main hall during tavern operating hours.

Aside from these three, everyone led by Hong Dou stood beside Wei Han, eagerly watching him eat.

Wei Han treated this as if it were nothing, eating leisurely and contentedly.

With no one else to disturb him (the tavern’s people didn’t count), no quantity limits, and even complimentary dishes—if things could always be like today in the future, that would be perfect.

When Grand Commander Luo walked in with several Brocade Scale Guards, what he saw was precisely this scene of everyone gathered around like stars around the moon.

Prince Kaiyang eating alone while four or five people waited on him—quite the grand display.

“Ahem.” Seeing no one pay attention, Grand Commander Luo coughed heavily.

Luo Sheng looked toward the entrance. Seeing it was Grand Commander Luo, she rose and walked over: “Father, why have you come?”

Grand Commander Luo said in a very casual tone: “There was much to do at the government office today. Got busy rather late, so I came for a simple meal.”

In fact, he had been thinking that with yesterday’s incident involving Prince Pingnan, his daughter’s tavern business would probably be greatly affected.

As a father, how could he not come to support his daughter’s business?

Previously, quite a few people had mentioned to him that the You Jian Tavern’s wine and food were unparalleled in the capital, but he had thought that with his status, coming to drink wine would make many people uncomfortable, and might also make his daughter feel she lacked a sense of achievement, so he had refrained.

Besides, those people had gone a bit overboard, praising the tavern Sheng’er opened to the skies—did they think that if they committed crimes in the future, he would let them off easy?

Thinking this way, it became even more inappropriate to come.

In reality, he had long wanted to come see for himself.

Hmph, if he hadn’t come, he wouldn’t have known Prince Kaiyang was putting on such airs in front of his daughter.

Grand Commander Luo sneered inwardly, lifting his foot to walk inside.

The several people gathered around Wei Han all paid their respects to Grand Commander Luo.

Wei Han set down his chopsticks, nodding in greeting.

“I didn’t expect Your Highness to be here as well.” Grand Commander Luo had no intention of dining together, taking a seat at the neighboring table.

“The tavern’s food is quite to my taste.”

Grand Commander Luo swept a glance at Wei Han’s table, immediately taking a fancy to that plate of oil-drizzled young chicken.

It looked so fragrant.

Perhaps those people hadn’t been exaggerating?

“Open another table for these few.” Grand Commander Luo pointed at the several subordinates he had brought.

Hong Dou swept a glance at the full five or six large men, immediately shocked: “They’re eating too?”

Several Brocade Scale Guards listened expressionlessly, their mouths twitching in unison.

What kind of talk was this?

Man is iron, rice is steel—missing one meal makes one desperately hungry. Were they not human?

Busy from morning till dark, their stomachs had long been sticking to their backs. Not only did they need to eat, they needed to eat plenty.

“Grand Commander, our tavern’s wine and food are very expensive—”

Grand Commander Luo blandly interrupted Hong Dou’s words: “Just serve the dishes.”