In an instant, Yan Ling pinned him down. "Have you had enough sleep? But what should I do if I suddenly feel a little hungry?"

"Go back and eat if you're hungry," Chu Yuan said, pretending not to understand.

Even though her crotch was clearly being pressed against!

Yan Ling smiled and placed a kiss on Chu Yuan's neck, savoring it deeply: "That won't do, what I want to eat isn't food."

"What would you like to eat? Master Kang is so devoted to you and your son, so don't worry, meat or delicacies will be served to you."

"Ah Yue, are you still pretending?" Yan Ling said, both laughing and annoyed.

Chu Yuan maintained her facade, "Where did I say something wrong? I didn't say anything wrong..."

No sooner had he finished speaking than his pants came off in a panic. "Yes, you're right, I want to eat meat, but not the meat on the dinner table!"

Before nightfall, the antelope had a satisfying meal.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier.

Fortunately, the thatched yurt he built was decent enough to serve as a temporary shelter from the rain.

The two cuddled inside for a while until the rain subsided, then rode their horses back the way they came.

All around was pitch black, except for the scattered lights on Master Kang's estate, which gave off a unique warmth.

Upon their return, both the head of the estate and the servants acted with great self-discipline.

Without asking many questions or saying much, I simply provided clean clothes and hot ginger soup, serving them carefully.

Chu Yuan was fine at first, but when she had a mouthful of ginger soup in her mouth, she felt uncomfortable and quickly asked the maid to bring her a cup for rinsing her mouth, which she then spat out.

The old woman's eyes lit up when she saw this. "Does Madam never like the taste of ginger?"

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There's not much left. This world ends, but there's still some plot in this world. Please finish it as soon as possible, mwah!