Volume One, Chapter 13: The Zhu Family Visits, Delicious Instant Noodles!

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The words just spoken were particularly gratifying to Zhu Yuanzhang; the corners of his mouth lifted involuntarily, unable to suppress the delight spreading across his face as he stroked his slightly graying dragon beard with satisfaction.

“Good, Brother Jiang, well said!” Zhu Biao couldn’t contain his excitement for a moment.

At that moment, a light, melodious voice sounded beside Jiang Lin’s ear, and a beautiful figure suddenly appeared in front of her.

“Hehe! Not bad at all, quite eloquent, and indeed quite handsome. Little Xiongying didn’t deceive me!”

“Looks like you must be the all-capable immortal brother mentioned by Little Xiongying?”

“Your name is… Jiang Lin, right?”

Jiang Lin was momentarily stunned.

Hmm?

Where did this little fairy come from?

A stunningly beautiful face came into his sight.

Her skin was snow-white, beneath thick lashes were a pair of exquisite grape-like eyes, a delicately upturned little nose, and a pair of rosy cherry lips, as refined as a porcelain doll.

Damn!

She’s incredibly beautiful!

Jiang Lin’s little heart began to beat uncontrollably, faster and faster.

Zhu Yourong happened to meet Jiang Lin’s gaze; their eyes locked, and she was met with a slightly assertive look.

Immediately!

A glimmer of light flashed in her eyes, her pretty face flushed rosy.

This person before her was indeed handsome, but his attire looked a little odd.

Why was his short hair so neat and refreshing?

Is this the hairstyle of people from the future?

It felt completely different~

Yourong lifted her delicate neck, revealing a snow-white swan-like throat, her watery eyes wide open, the distance between her and Jiang Lin gradually closing.

A unique youthful scent enveloped Jiang Lin’s senses; he lowered his head, looking at the girl smiling like a blooming flower.

Beside them, Zhu Biao saw this and couldn’t help but feel a string of black lines run across his forehead...

Where is the modesty?

Where is a young lady’s reserve?

Though Brother Jiang was indeed handsome, you can’t just rush up to him like that...

After all, you’re a princess!

An unmarried young lady, no less!

Zhu Biao felt a bit embarrassed, pulling Yourong aside, then stepping forward to stand before Jiang Lin.

“Brother Jiang, this is my little sister, Yourong. Today, she has accompanied me and Our Father and Mother to pay their respects.”

Not exactly bros, huh...

Jiang Lin was speechless, his expression instantly drooping!

That’s just so double-standard, so realistic.

What now?

“Brother Jiang, I hope our sudden visit hasn’t disturbed you?” Zhu Biao said with a slight bow.

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Jiang Lin was silent. If I said you disturbed me, can you leave now?

No!

You three can leave, but the girl stays!

“Everyone, don’t stand outside, please come in and have a seat!”

After speaking, Jiang Lin invited the four of them inside.

Though he grumbled in his heart, he knew better than to voice it out loud—these three were soon to be his future father-in-law, mother-in-law, and brother-in-law; he certainly couldn’t let them remain outside.

Zhu Biao followed closely beside Jiang Lin. “Brother Jiang, I already used instruments in my wife’s room to check.”

“How is it?” Jiang Lin asked accordingly.

Zhu Biao nodded gravely and said:

“The alarm went off; indeed, poison was detected inside.”

“The servant who administered the poison was caught and secretly executed.”

“Unfortunately, she refused to reveal her mastermind, stubbornly silent.”

“Since Brother Jiang is a traveler from the future, you must know the exact cause of my wife’s death…”

“Sorry, Your Highness, the historical records don’t mention the cause of Lady Chang’s death; it seems deliberately erased.”

Jiang Lin shook his head somewhat helplessly.

Seeing Jiang Lin shake his head, Zhu Biao, full of hope moments before, was instantly disappointed.

“No record in the history books? Sigh...”

“Your Highness, deep down you probably already know the answer, don’t you?”

Jiang Lin glanced at Zhu Biao with a meaningful look and slowly said:

“Tell me, if Lady Chang had gone mad or died, who would benefit the most?”

“This…”

Zhu Biao froze for a moment, his mouth slightly open as a vague figure appeared in his mind.

Jiang Lin ignored Zhu Biao’s daze, then led Zhu Yuanzhang, Empress Ma, and Zhu Yourong to the living room, seating them on the soft sofa.

From the moment they stepped inside, the three hadn’t stopped talking.

Old Zhu had lived many decades, starting from scratch and weathering countless storms, struggling to reach where he was today, having witnessed countless strange people and things.

But now, Zhu Yuanzhang looked like a country bumpkin entering a grand garden for the first time, marveling at everything.

“Father, how is it? Isn’t Brother Jiang’s residence quite impressive?”

Zhu Biao leaned close, smiling, asking.

Zhu Yuanzhang quickly regained his composure, curling his lips with a slightly proud tone.

“Not that impressive, far less than what we imagined.”

“So you are the extraordinary man from over six hundred years in the future, claiming to be a traveler!”

Old Zhu spoke while sizing up Jiang Lin.

“Since you come from the future, tell me, how are my achievements after I ascend the throne?”

“Hm?”

Jiang Lin’s mouth twitched involuntarily.

Damn!

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This old Zhu really has no filter!

Bringing up the most awkward topic out of nowhere? Why ask that?

“Your Majesty, wait a moment, let me finish eating first. I haven’t had breakfast yet!”

Jiang Lin hurriedly picked up the instant noodles on the table, shoveling them into his mouth, speaking somewhat indistinctly.

Zhu Biao frowned slightly, looking at Jiang Lin with some disdain.

“Brother Jiang, what time is it now? You haven’t eaten breakfast yet?”

“The morning court session has already ended. You people from the future, tsk!”

As he spoke, the aroma of instant noodles wafted into Zhu Biao’s nose, prompting a curious question:

“By the way, what is that thing you’re eating called?”

Jiang Lin answered while chewing: “It’s instant noodles!”

“Instant noodles?”

Zhu Yourong repeated, swallowing hard, then slowly asked:

“Is it tasty?”

“Seems… quite delicious.”

Jiang Lin looked closely and found Zhu Yourong’s eyes fixed intently on his instant noodles.

He originally wanted to pretend not to notice but couldn’t resist the girl’s pleading gaze—so cute, even slightly coquettish.

Besides, he was a twenty-something-year-old virgin since birth!

“Princess, shall I make a bowl for you too?” Jiang Lin offered.

Yourong’s eyes immediately brightened: “Huh? Really?”

Jiang Lin nodded: “Of course. What flavor would you like?”

“There’s braised beef, spicy beef, pickled cabbage beef…”

“Same as yours is fine!” Yourong whispered.

Jiang Lin turned to get the instant noodles for Zhu Yourong.

Zhu Biao, a little dissatisfied, said: “Hey, Brother Jiang, aren’t you going to ask if I want some?”

“You? Didn’t you already have breakfast?”

Jiang Lin glanced at Zhu Biao.

Zhu Biao stammered: “I… I haven’t had lunch yet!”

“Then get me a bowl of spicy beef noodles. The chili yesterday was quite stimulating, and aftertaste was pretty good.”

“All right, all right!” Jiang Lin nodded in agreement.

At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang spoke slowly: “Give me a bowl of braised beef.”

“I’ll have pickled cabbage beef…” Empress Ma smiled softly.

Emmm… Jiang Lin smiled brightly on the surface, but cursed silently inside!