Transmigrating To Ancient Times With A Kitchen

Chapter 109 - 109 Rejection



109 Rejection

“I don’t want you to talk too much about what I do!”

Song Yunfeng left with the servant girl after saying this, leaving Liu Ling’er standing there with a face full of hatred.

Sitting in the carriage, Song Yunfeng recalled the way Jian Qingqing looked when she first saw her. She had actually arrived two days ago and had inquired about many things. She heard that Ming Zhiyan treated Jian Qingqing very differently. Not only did he teach her younger brother martial arts, but he also taught her a lot of things. That woman often went to the county office to look for Ming Zhiyan. She also heard that Jian Qingqing was doing business with the county office. Jian Qingqing provided many of the county office’s dishes.

After hearing about these things, Song Yunfeng became interested in this woman who Ming Zhiyan thought highly of. That was why she could not help but go over to take a look.

She had thought that it was some special woman who could win the favor of that unattainable heir-son lord. So it turned out that she was nothing more than a plain-looking girl. She was just a little girl. She was dark and thin.

There was nothing special about that shop. It was said that the food inside was very delicious, but who knew if it was because the people in this poor rural area had never eaten good food and bragged about it.

It seemed that there must be other reasons why Ming Zhiyan was special to her. Song Yunfeng thought about it thoughtfully. She knocked on the carriage and said, “Go to the county office.”

In the county office, the official knocked on the door when Ming Zhiyan was dealing with official documents. “Sir, a woman is here to see you.”

Ming Zhiyan did not even raise his head. “Report to the county magistrate.”

The official explained, “A woman is here to see you. I heard that she’s the daughter of the prefect.”

Actually, the official was a little nosy. The daughter of the prefect looked like a fairy. Lord Ming had not married yet. Now that the daughter of the prefect was here to see him, was something good about to happen?

Hearing this, Ming Zhiyan paused for a moment and said, “I’m not going to see her.”

“Ah… Oh…” The official was stunned for a moment before he reacted. “I’ll go and report back now.”

After the official left, Ming Zhiyan’s face turned completely cold.

“Wang Li.”

Wang Li suddenly appeared in the room. “I’m here.”

“What has Song Yuancheng’s daughter been doing these two days?”

Song Yunfeng had known from the moment she stepped into Shifeng County. However, he did not care about it. He just wanted to know what she was doing here.

Wang Li reported the situation of Song Yunfeng for the past two days. “She didn’t go out the day before yesterday. Yesterday, she sent someone to inquire about you. Those things are not secrets, so I didn’t stop her. This morning, she went to Miss Jian’s shop and even had an argument with Miss Jian. However, she didn’t eat anything good.”

Wang Li had just learned this news.

Ming Zhiyan said with a cold face, “Don’t let her get close to Miss Jian in the future. Also, use some tricks to get her to leave Shifeng County.”

After the official went out, he looked at Song Yunfeng apologetically. “I’m sorry, Miss Song. Our Lord is on official business and can’t see you.”

Song Yunfeng smiled gently. “It’s okay. Can I wait for him here?”

The officer was stunned for a moment. His Excellency did not ask her to wait here, but when his eyes met Miss Song’s smiling and gentle gaze, he subconsciously said, “Of course!”

Song Yunfeng said in surprise, “Then thank you, Officer!”

Only then did the officer realize what he had said and was a little annoyed. However, His Excellency did not that Miss Song could not wait here. It should be fine.

He said guiltily, “You’re welcome.”

He looked at Song Yunfeng with some pity. Sigh, such a good girl. It was a pity… He really did not know what kind of girl Lord Ming liked.


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