Song Ting was completely unaware of these rumors circulating in the streets; he was focused entirely on Huai Xu.
Chu Huaixu's spirits have been relatively good these past two days, but his appetite has been getting worse. Even with Song Ting watching over and coaxing him, he still can't eat much.
Even if she managed to swallow a little more, she would spit it all out after a while, which made Song Ting dare not force herself to do it anymore.
But food still needed to be eaten, so Song Ting came up with a plan to have the kitchen keep Chu Huaixu’s favorite foods on hand and send them to him every one or two hours, following the principle of eating small meals frequently.
And you know what? It works pretty well; at least Chu Huaixu eats some every time.
Upon returning from the palace today, Song Ting initially intended to go directly to Chu Huaixu, as she hadn't seen him for most of the day and missed him terribly. However, upon further reflection, she decided to first go to the kitchen to fetch some food.
Fish ball soup is being prepared at this time. This is a soup that Chu Huaixu particularly loves. Although it is not difficult to make, it really tests the chef's skill.
The fish meat is deboned and minced, stirred repeatedly, and then placed in a container. After hundreds of times of kneading, rubbing, and slapping, it becomes a sticky paste, and finally, fish meatballs of uniform size and shape are squeezed out.
If the minced meat isn't finely ground, the fish balls won't be chewy enough.
"Come here, Fatty, come here, be good..."
"Hahahaha, stop licking, stop licking... um..."
"Woof woof woof..."
As soon as I walked down the corridor, I heard Chu Huaixu's voice. It was still his usual cool and aloof tone, but it was very different from usual; it was tinged with a smile.
He glanced into the yard and, sure enough, saw Chu Huaixu playing with the dog.
After taking a few steps silently, Song Ting hid behind a pillar in the corridor and quietly watched the man and the dog.
"Fatty, is this jerky tasty? If it is, say so once; if it's not, say so twice."
"Woof."
"Hmm, you said that, so it's delicious. Then eat more. There's more, but eat slowly."
"Woof."
Chu Huaixu's eyes were always curved in a smile. Perhaps because he was in a good mood, even his usually pale complexion became rosy, making him look very healthy.
"As for this donkey meat jerky, Song, I heard it's delicious, but I think it's just so-so. Fatty, why don't you try it? Like before, if you like it, just say so; if you don't, say so twice."
"Woof woof woof".
The puppy barked three times, which seemed to stump Chu Huaixu. He rested his chin on his hand, frowned, tilted his head in frustration, and pondered for a long time.
Then, as if suddenly realizing something, she happily rubbed the puppy's head, her eyes curving even wider than before.
"Ah, I see. Three 'calls' mean it tastes really bad, right?"
"Woof."
Chu Huaixu laughed even more heartily.
The man and the dog worked together perfectly. Song Ting was amused.
Chu Huaixu in this state seems to have transformed back into the carefree young nobleman he once was, making him incredibly charming.
Huaixu is so cute.
It's one thing to seriously discuss whether jerky tastes good with a dog, but to actually dare to gossip about him behind his back is another.
When I asked him before if it tasted good, he said it was "okay".
fraud.
But it's so cute.
Song Ting was delighted with the sight and couldn't bear to break the scene.
The dog was brought back by Song Ting last night. He was passing by Zhuque Street when the dog was being chased and beaten by the old lady from the steamed bun shop. It rushed towards the middle of the road in a panic and almost died under his horse's hooves.
For some reason, Song Ting recalled her first meeting with Huai Xu. He was like this dog, thin and dirty, and almost beaten to death.
It was Huaixu who saved him.
They took him home, showered him with love, and transformed him from a struggling demon back into a human being.
And then there was that palace banquet. Huai Xu clearly wanted that curly-haired poodle, but because he didn't want Huai Xu to have it, the man really didn't.
It was because he had thought of those things that he brought the dog back.
But he regretted it after returning home, because Huaixu really liked that puppy too much. He had to hold it while eating and drinking, and he couldn't bear to let go of it even on the bed.
The dog also liked to stick close to Chu Huaixu, licking him every now and then [ignore].
Song Ting has an extremely strong possessive desire for Chu Huaixu. He gets upset if anyone gets even one step closer, let alone if a dog licks Huaixu in front of him.
He really wanted to skin the puppy, roast it, and eat it. He also regretted taking the puppy home, which had diverted Huaixu's attention.
—Indeed, one dog is enough for the family; Huaixu cannot have any dogs other than mine.
That's what he thought at the time.
Although the two had long since cleared up their misunderstanding, Huaixu's attitude towards him was exactly the same as before. Except for the occasional sarcastic remark he would make because he was angry that Huaixu had lied to him.
Perhaps the past memories were too painful, perhaps Huai Xu's hatred for him was too obvious after their reunion, or perhaps there were still too many debts in his heart. Sometimes Song Ting would still have a daze and think that he and Huai Xu had not made things clear, and that he would still lose this person.
This feeling of gain and loss made him cling even more to Chu Huaixu, and his possessiveness towards this person grew stronger.
But then he suddenly thought that as long as it made Huaixu happy, anything was fine.
As long as Huaixu is happy.
"Fatty, I have a big chicken leg here. I saved this especially for you. I don't even eat it myself. It's so delicious!"
Little An, that little rascal, seemed impervious to the cold. He simply lay down on the ground, tilting his head left and right.
His posture was exactly the same as the puppy opposite him, and he even imitated the puppy sticking out his tongue and hissing, and occasionally barked.
What was supposed to be a beautiful picture of a woman playing with her pet suddenly turned into a street monkey show. Song Ting finally couldn't stand it anymore, so she came out from behind a pillar and deliberately said, "When did the Prince's mansion get another little dog?"
He showed no remorse for having peeked for so long, and naturally bent down to kiss Chu Huaixu, then turned to look at Xiao An, "Raise your head and let me see you."
Xiao An looked up and made a face at him.
Song Ting handed over the fish ball soup in her hand, and then pulled Chu Huaixu to sit down at the stone table next to her. "The ground is cold, don't sit for too long."
Although there was a thick fox fur cushion, Song Ting was still very worried. Chu Huaixu couldn't stand the cold at all right now, and if he got sick, Song Ting would be heartbroken.
"Bring the soup over."
The fish ball soup was piping hot when it came out of the pot, but after he delayed it, it had become lukewarm and tasted just right. He scooped out most of the soup, picked out a fish ball, and coaxed Chu Huaixu to eat it.
After playing with the puppy for a long time, Chu Huaixu was a little hungry. He ate quickly, but even after finishing, he didn't forget the dog. His eyes darted between the fish ball soup, Song Ting, and the puppy, clearly wanting to say something but holding back.
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