As Yuan Ye's cook, as soon as Jiang Tian heard that the general was looking for her, before she could even speak, everyone urged her to hurry over so as not to delay important matters.

Jiang Tian smiled at everyone and got off the carriage.

Yuan Ye had his own carriage, and he often rode a horse or sat in the carriage.

Jiang Tian was led to his carriage, and as soon as he lifted the curtain, he saw Yuan Ye sitting by the chessboard.

The carriage was filled with the aroma of tea, which was probably brewed by his personal guards.

Jiang Tian smiled at him: "General, what brings you here?"

Yuan Ye squinted at her.

Yuan Ye still remembers how pale and sickly she looked back then, but now she is full of energy and looks very healthy.

She simply followed him and became an insignificant cook. After swallowing a poison, her face was rosy, truly showing that she "disregarded life and death."

He looked at her: "Are you getting used to it?"

Jiang Tian nodded immediately: "Everyone is very kind to me."

"Aren't you tired?"

Jiang Tian shook her head: "I'm not tired. Doctor Chen only said that I would be weaker than the average person, but I exercise regularly. I even chopped wood not long ago. I think my physical condition is much better than before."

Yuan Ye glanced at her thin arms and legs but said nothing.

After the basic pleasantries were over, Yuan Ye didn't delay any longer and explained why he had called her over.

Do you know how to sew?

Jiang Tian paused for a moment, then nodded.

Yuan Ye pointed to the other side of the carriage and coughed lightly: "There are some clothes over there that have already been washed. Could you help mend them?"

There are naturally many inconveniences on the march.

Yuan Ye took the position of general in place of someone else, and had to be extra careful to prevent his identity from being revealed.

His clothes used to be taken care of by servants, but now that's naturally no longer the case.

His personal guards would wash his clothes and sew his garments, but Yuan Ye dared not use them.

The needlework, like a centipede crawling... he couldn't bear to look at it.

Once you come here, you no longer need to think about your previous luxurious lifestyle.

He could endure simple meals on the night of the Lantern Festival, but he couldn't bear to go out in his tattered clothes.

Today, when the guards gave him the washed clothes, he didn't dare to lift his head.

On the night of the Lantern Festival, it was discovered that many of the clothes had been torn during washing.

He didn't bring many clothes with him when he went out to war, so Yuan Ye had no choice but to dismiss his personal guards and think about who could mend them for him.

The first person that popped into my mind was Jiang Tian.

The woman is now completely safe and is utterly loyal to him.

He even entrusted her with his meals, and for no reason did he avoid doing needlework with her.

So Jiang Tian was called over.

Jiang Tian wasn't alarmed. She simply said "yes" and went over to check the pile of clothes.

The more precious the fabric, the more careful it needs to be when washed; clearly, the person washing the clothes doesn't understand this principle.

These clothes must have been washed before the march and were just delivered to Yuan Ye.

There was no time to be picky while marching, so Yuan Ye had to make do.

Jiang Tian glanced around and saw that the basic needle and thread tools were all there. Reassured, she asked Yuan Ye, "General, should I take the clothes to my own carriage to mend them, or would it be better to mend them here?"

Yuan Ye glanced at her; this woman really knew how to play dumb.

If we take it elsewhere, who knows if it might cause unforeseen problems?

"Fix it here first, then you can go back."

Jiang Tian smiled and said, "Yes."

Yuan Ye has a slight obsession with cleanliness. He doesn't like to go out when it's windy outside and dust settles on him without a change of clothes.

When an army marches forward, only a fool who is not afraid of death would block its way.

Seeing Jiang Tian sitting in a corner, intently threading a needle, he pursed his lips slightly, took out a military treatise, and began to read it.

"General, it's time to eat."

When it was time to eat, before Yuan Ye could speak, Jiang Tian gently reminded him.

In order to speed up the journey, Yuan Ye ordered that they only set up camp at night and eat dry rations for breakfast and lunch.

No one objected.

The frontier is in dire need of troops, and no one dares to delay.

Yuan Ye heard Jiang Tian's reminder and said to her, "You stay here with me."

Jiang Tian smiled, her eyes crinkling, and nodded: "That's exactly what I thought. The general is very busy and needs someone to serve him."

Before Yuan Ye could even object, she saw Jiang Tian deftly light the small stove and put the food on it to roast.

Lunch was not extravagant; it consisted of a few steamed buns and some side dishes prepared by Jiang Tian.

The steamed buns smelled delicious after being baked.

"General, please eat quickly. I dare to make these buns to eat on the road because it's cold today and we haven't been traveling far. I won't dare to eat them tomorrow."

Jiang Tian handed the steaming hot buns to Yuan Ye, her tone as if she were talking to someone casually.

Yuan Ye felt a strange, indescribable mood.

Having grown up in the deep palace, he had a clear sense of hierarchy. A master was a master, and a servant was a servant. Jiang Tian did indeed become his servant, but something just didn't feel right... Other servants dared not speak to him like that.

The thought flashed through Yuan Ye's mind, but he had already subconsciously taken the steamed bun.

Jiang Tian is quite capable; she can even manage to cook him a hot meal.

The steamed buns were delicious, and paired with the side dishes made by Jiang Tian, ​​they were refreshing and helped to cut through the richness. Yuan Ye ate several in one go.

As he was eating, he saw that Jiang Tian had already washed her hands, dried them with a handkerchief, and continued her needlework.

After hesitating for a moment, Yuan Ye asked, "How much did you eat?"

Jiang Tian looked up at him, somewhat puzzled: "I ate one—if you don't like me eating next to you, I'll avoid you from now on."

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