As the moon sank south, it placed wild vegetables by the pond and asked the person behind the stove, "Has the water boiled yet?"
Xiao Chen didn't answer, and continued adding firewood.
Nanqianyue pouted and walked over, but upon seeing what was happening, her face instantly darkened.
"Where's the fire? You haven't even started one after all this time!" Nan Qianyue roared, hands on her hips.
Xiao Chen coldly raised his eyes, "As expected of a country bumpkin, so irritable."
Nanqianyue angrily patted the stove, "You still have the nerve to talk back? Your wound has already scabbed over, do you expect me to serve you? You can't even do such a small thing right, get out of the way!"
She shooed Xiao Chen aside, rolled up her sleeves, and started working on it herself.
Fifteen minutes later, the black smoke behind the stove grew thicker and thicker.
"Cough cough cough..."
Nanqianyue covered his mouth and nose with his sleeve and rushed out of the black smoke, bending over and coughing violently.
Xiao Chen had a gloating smile on his face, but he immediately stopped when Nan Qianyue looked up.
Upon seeing her face clearly, he burst out laughing, "Pfft..."
Nanqian Yueqi stomped her foot, then casually touched her face. "I... I only fail occasionally. Most of the time I can get the fire going. Don't laugh!"
Xiao Chen laughed until his body trembled, unable to stop.
"You, you're still laughing!"
Nanqianyue stormed up to him, furious, and started smearing his face with her hands covered in black ash, yelling, "I'll teach you to laugh!"
Xiao Chen grabbed her wrist after he had finished laughing. "Alright, I'll have the guards start a fire."
In fact, if it weren't for the secret help of the guards, he and Nan Qianyue would have starved to death long ago.
"Oh, then let him cook the meal too, I'm starving." Nan Qianyue rubbed her stomach with a bitter expression.
...That night, Nanqianyue, who was sleeping on a makeshift bed on the floor, huddled up.
Xiao Chen quietly walked over with the blanket and carefully covered her with it.
He gazed at her exquisitely beautiful features, murmuring, "Where do you come from? How can there be such a strange woman like you in this world..."
The sun rises in the east, and the southward-migrating moon emerges, yawning.
Then you see steam billowing from the stove, and the hidden guards, who have never shown their faces before, are chopping vegetables, starting a fire, and tossing the wok with great skill.
Xiao Chen leaned against the table with a missing corner, calmly wiping a bamboo flute.
"Good morning," Xiao Chen said without even looking up.
Nan Qianyue scratched her shoulder uncomfortably, then walked over with a frown. "Do you know where I can take a shower? I'm practically moldy."
Xiao Chen glanced at her and said, "I thought you village girls didn't like to take baths."
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