Cai Wei and Fei’er walked arm in arm into the bustling Jufude Restaurant, where a shop assistant with a white towel over his shoulder came over to greet them warmly.
"Miss, you’ve returned, hehe, please come upstairs. Is it just the two of you?"
"Just the two of us, you can serve the dishes!"
When Cai Wei had booked the table, she had ordered the dishes in advance. She had reserved the best private room upstairs, and the cost of this private room alone was one tael of silver, enough for them to have a feast elsewhere!
As they were heading upstairs, a young man was heading upstairs from another direction. The young man, in his twenties, had sharp, handsome brows and features, and looked tall and upright. His demeanor was striking, and his eyes and eyebrows were somewhat similar to the devilishly handsome Nangong Yi. However, his expression was indifferent and cold, showing a natural air of nobility that was unavoidable from attracting attention.
He wore a dark blue brocade robe with an embroidered lotus pattern, a waistband studded with ink-colored pearls, and a pair of black thin-soled soft shoes. His hair was tied up high, on top of which he wore a purple gold crown with an inlaid treasure Ruyi pattern. The gold crown had two light green silk ribbons hanging down on both sides, each adorned with an eastern pearl the size of a dragon’s eye.
The man was handsome and his demeanor was cold and haughty, coupled with his inherent noble aura, he could inevitably attract attention.
Cai Wei was no exception; her eyes lingered on the man for a few seconds, and she silently commended him before looking away. However, when she prepared to step upstairs, she suddenly noticed something amiss.
At this moment, Fei’er was preparing to join her in walking upstairs. When Fei’er saw the man, she froze as if she had been taken under a paralyzing spell. The hand holding hers also began to tremble slightly. Under her hood, her expression could not be seen, but her nervousness could be felt.
"Fei’er, what’s wrong?"
Cai Wei gently called out, squeezing Fei’er’s hand.
Fei’er quickly came back to her senses, realizing that she had just lost her composure. She sheepishly touched her face, and barely laughed, "I’m fine, older sister, let’s go."
Having said that, she lifted her skirt and fled upstairs.
Cai Wei was a bit baffled, but didn’t think too much about it, just following her upstairs.
The most expensive private room in Jufude was incomparably luxurious. As the door opened, a scent of flowers filled the room. Upon entering, they saw a room full of rosewood furniture, crystal bead curtains, and layers upon layers of veils.
Cai Wei thought Fei’er would be excited, but she just calmly walked in, calmly took off her hat and veil, and calmly glanced around. There was no expression of excitement.
Cai Wei was somewhat astonished; when Fei’er took off her veil, she became even more puzzled because Fei’er’s face was red, not unlike a ripe apple. Even her neck was flushed.
Extending her hand, she touched her younger sister’s cheek, puzzled, "How did your face become so red all of a sudden? Have you caught a fever?"
Fei’er’s face turned slightly darker, and she said with an uneasy expression: "My older sister is overthinking things, it’s just the heat. I get hot easily after walking a few steps, I didn’t mean to make you worry!"
Saying that, she picked up a handkerchief and began to wipe her face frequently, as if she was really feeling hot,
Cai Wei found Fei’er to be acting strange today, although she couldn’t put her finger on exactly how. She stared at her younger sister for quite some time, which made Fei’er’s face even redder. She lowered her head anxiously, her eyes fixed on the tips of her shoes, almost not daring to look up at her older sister.
Cai Wei observed her younger sister for a while, noticing Fei’er’s discomfort. She looked away and pushed a few brocade boxes in front of her sister on the table.