"The soup is delicious, you'll know once you try it," Han Yi said, taking a bowl to serve the soup.

Chicken stewed with ginseng, plus goji berries and red dates, is especially nourishing.

This soup was started at noon. It wasn't specially made to entertain guests, but rather to nourish Old Man Huang and Old Woman Huang, and incidentally, to let Huang Shan have a taste.

Send half away and keep the other half, leaving only half a pot, but that's enough. This soup is very nourishing, but not everyone can drink it.

"Drink it while it's hot, it'll help you recover."

Seeing that Ji Xuan was pale and thin, Jiang Nuan subconsciously felt that he needed to nourish his body.

Ji Xuan didn't want to drink it, not even a little bit.

But with so many people watching him, and their good intentions, he couldn't refuse.

Left with no other choice, I closed my eyes and took a sip.

I couldn't resist and drank a whole bowl in one go.

Wiping her mouth, she said with lingering satisfaction, "This soup is so delicious!"

There was also a sweet taste that went straight to my heart, and then a warm current flowed through my whole body.

Comfortable!

He put down the bowl, turned his head, and stared at Jiang Nuan without moving, his meaning very clear.

"Too much of a good thing is bad. This soup is made from wild ginseng that's a hundred years old. You can't drink too much of it."

"You really can't drink too much," Han Yi whispered, "I drank an extra bowl last time and couldn't sleep all night."

You're too angry!

He doesn't even know how he got through it.

That's a real shame.

Ji Xuan felt that this ordinary bowl of chicken soup was more effective than the medicinal dishes prepared by the imperial chef.

His usually weak body suddenly felt stronger.

"Eat some green vegetables," Han Yi said, placing a piece of his chopsticks on his plate. "They're crisp, sweet, and delicious."

"Um."

After the previous two incidents, Ji Xuan no longer resisted the Huang family's food and obediently picked up some vegetables to eat.

And then, it got out of control!

He ate all twelve dishes one by one, even the pig's trotters, which he was prejudiced against.

Seeing this, Qi Yong felt both joy and sorrow.

The good news was that the master, who had never had much of an appetite, had suddenly become very hungry; the bad news was that the emperor, who had always been so dignified, could only eat so heartily in a small farmhouse.

"Uncle," Han Yun put a piece of duck meat on Qi Yong's plate, "you should eat something too. Don't let yourself get hungry. Old people can't stand being hungry; they're prone to getting sick."

Qi Yong felt a warmth in his heart upon hearing this, and his expression had just softened when he heard Han Yun mutter softly, "Being sick will cause Auntie a lot of trouble."

With his hands tightly clasped in his sleeves and a dark expression, he managed to squeeze out a sentence, "Don't worry, my family member is in excellent health!"

After saying that, he put the vegetables in his mouth without any expression.

His expression changed instantly, and he immediately sped up his chewing.

After that, there were no more discordant voices at the dinner table, and everyone began to focus on eating.

Among them, besides Han Yun, Ji Xuan and her servant were the ones who enjoyed the meal the most.

He appeared debonair and moved with elegance, yet the food disappeared at a visible speed.

When everyone was about 80% full, the two were still stuffing food into their mouths. In order to wait for the two, everyone slowed down their eating speed.

When the two stopped, Jiang Nuan felt a bit full.

"Auntie's cooking was too delicious," Ji Xuan explained awkwardly, realizing her lapse in composure. "I ate a bit too much."

“Not much, they’re all the same,” Jiang Nuan smiled slightly. “You can go sit in the courtyard for a while and have a cup of tea to help with your digestion.”

"Thank you for your trouble, Auntie."

Ji Xuan reacted exceptionally quickly; he picked up the conversation as soon as Jiang Nuan finished speaking.

After these incidents, he realized that the things that ordinary-looking farm families bring out are extraordinary.

As an emperor, he wasn't insensitive; rather, he simply didn't take it to heart.

Otherwise, he would have realized the problem the moment he saw Hongmei, instead of treating the Huang family as an ordinary family.

He found that his mind was not as sharp as usual when he was drunk.

First, he inexplicably broke down in tears with someone, losing all his imperial dignity. Then, he made several misjudgments and did a series of unbelievable things...

Normally, how could such a thing happen!

However, Huangjiakou is indeed a blessed place. After arriving here, I felt much more comfortable than before.

"If I have the chance in the future, I'll build a separate courtyard house nearby!"

“That’s a good idea,” Han Yi chimed in. “I’ll come along too, we brothers will keep each other company.”

"OK!"

"master!"

Qi Yong became anxious.

He felt that his master had become a completely different person ever since he met the young master of Juquanlou.

Living next to the emperor? You really dare to dream of that?

To Qi Yong's surprise, his own emperor agreed.

“Qi Yong,” Ji Xuan said lazily, “I’m in a good mood, don’t spoil it.”

He felt he hadn't felt this relaxed in many years.

The Huang family's land is indeed special.

"This servant understands!"

"With Uncle Qi by your side, Brother Wang, there will be far fewer troubles," Han Yi said, glancing at the nonchalant Han Yun with exasperation. He felt a pang of sadness. "I've done everything I can to help you, afraid that you might make even the slightest mistake."

Unlike him, who raised a bunch of simple-minded, physically strong fools.

"Qi Yong watched me grow up, and we, master and servant, have depended on each other for more than 20 years," Ji Xuan gazed at the sky, "and have long been like uncle and nephew."

If he didn't trust Qi Yong, he wouldn't have kept him by his side all this time.

“Master,” Qi Yong was moved by these words, but still remembered his status, “This lowly servant is unworthy of such words.”

He was a eunuch, a monster who was neither male nor female. Serving the emperor was a great blessing for him. He was just doing what he was supposed to do and could not be called a meritorious deed.

"You're so long-winded," Ji Xuan said calmly. "If I say you're qualified, then you are."

Upon hearing this, Qi Yong shed tears, "Master, what virtue or ability do I possess..."

He felt that being addressed as uncle and nephew by the emperor was enough for him in this lifetime.

Countless people craned their necks hoping to catch the emperor's eye, but to no avail; yet he was just a eunuch...

"Quarrel!"

Upon hearing this, Qi Yong immediately fell silent.

But the smile on his face was impossible to hide, and his eyes narrowed.

Han Yi's eyes darted back and forth between the master and servant, sensing something was off.

It's strange that Qi Yong, such a strong-willed person, always acts like a domesticated cat when facing Wang Xuan, being both soft and obedient.

Just then, the three Huang brothers came out with tea, one cup for each of them, along with a large teapot.

"These are wild tea leaves I picked in the back mountain yesterday," Huang Xiaosan explained. "My mother roasted them herself, so please don't mind them."

"How much is left?" Han Yi asked without hesitation, his eyes darting around. "Maybe we can spare two jin?"

“It’s only a little over three pounds in total,” Huang Xiaosan shrugged. “I’ll give you half a pound at most.”

"Half a jin is fine," Han Yi squinted his eyes, "Brother is content."

After saying that, he carefully took a sip of tea, and as he expected, it tasted excellent. He couldn't help but exclaim, "What wonderful tea!"

Seeing this, Ji Xuan chuckled and said, "In that case, I'll have a taste too."

"It has a refreshing aroma upon entry, without any bitterness, and leaves a lingering fragrance of tea on the lips and teeth," Ji Xuan paused, then exclaimed in surprise, "As it slides down the stomach, the aroma becomes even more mellow, with a hint of sweetness, leaving an unforgettable aftertaste!"