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The autumn chill comes unexpectedly.

I was wearing thin clothes last night, but I changed into thicker clothes today.

Qing Wu rubbed his cold fingertips and couldn't help but worry about his wife's health.

"My lady, are you okay?"

Song Jin's body is delicate. Song Tan spent a fortune to raise her when she was young. Now she is in a foreign country and works hard all day. She is worried that her wife's body cannot bear it.

"No problem."

Song Jin wrapped his cloak tightly around himself, still holding Mrs. Tang in his arms.

Sheng An lives in the north, and she really can't adapt to the northern climate.

It got cold too quickly today.

"The tailor shop said the clothes are ready. I'll go get them later." Qing Wu paused for a moment, "Madam, the Marquis's clothes..."

"I'll get it for you, Lord. You should take care of yourself, too. I'm afraid you'll have to endure such cold weather in the future."

"I know."

Cui Huaiji's clothes were chosen by her personally, and she was confident that nothing would go wrong.

Take the clothes and go to the Xinu Garden.

The yard was quiet, and the playful fox slaves were nowhere to be seen.

Song Jin thought that even the Li slaves had started to avoid the cold, the weather was really going to get cold.

Fortunately, there are floor heating in the house, so it won’t be too cold in the coming days.

"Lord?"

Song Jin poked his head out, but before he saw anyone, he saw Yu Nu under his feet.

She bent down and picked up Yunu, "Yunu, where is the Marquis?"

How could Yu Nu know that? She just wagged her tail and enjoyed her caress.

Song Jin was worried.

Originally, he wanted to inquire about the selection of personnel going to sea under the pretext of delivering clothes, but he didn't know that Cui Huaiji was not in the yard.

Isn't it a day off today? Why aren't you at home?

[I remember there were more than a hundred people on the ship. So many people died in the East China Sea. Could it be the work of the rebels? But who did the rebels team up with at this time? ]

[Yang Chaoxue has been unusually quiet recently. I wonder what she is planning... I am so annoyed. How can I remind Lord Hou without exposing myself?]

Cui Huaiji's hand that was about to push the door stopped.

Shipwreck, rebels.

He pushed the door open calmly, saw the beauty in the room, and raised his lips slightly: "Miss Song, are you here to see me?"

Song Jin put down Yu Nu and pointed at the clothes on the table. "A few days ago, I said I would give you a piece of clothes. Shouldn't you take a day off today? Do you have to go out on your day off?"

She looked him up and down.

Cui Huaiji untied his cloak and hung it on the screen, then spoke slowly, "Well, the giant ship is almost built, and His Majesty is anxious to recruit people to go out to sea, so he just went with Lord Sikong to select them."

The two people have different thoughts.

They are all trying to get information from each other secretly.

"Going out to sea..." Song Jin tried to look as natural as possible. "I heard that the waves in the East China Sea are treacherous. If you want to find someone who is proficient in water, you have to check the boat carefully."

"Well, the blueprint was designed by Lord Zhao. You may ask him to check it."

[Zhao Wuan is familiar with the structure of the giant ship. If someone really tampered with the ship, he would definitely be able to detect it.]

Cui Huaiji's eyes flickered slightly, "Well, Miss Song is right, going out to sea is dangerous, and we need to be cautious."

Song Jin seemed to be thinking about something.

[Master Hou, I think you understood my hint, right? ]

Song Jin was a little uncertain.

Cui Huaiji couldn't help laughing, "It's getting cold recently, Miss Song, remember to wear more clothes."

He looked her clothes up and down.

I wish I could wrap myself in a cloak.

Song Jin looked at his own clothes, responded and then began to daydream.

[At this time, everyone in Qingzhou should be eating soup pot, right? ]

【It’s the perfect time to eat soup pot when the weather is cold! It’s soupy and spicy, and it’s delicious once you take a bite! 】

Cui Huaiji raised his eyebrows.

[Qingzhou's soup pot, I remember that Qingzhou people love it very much, why not take the little fox slave to try it?]

Song Jin's eyes lit up, "My Lord, we have a special soup pot in Qingzhou. I'm sure you haven't eaten it. Can I take you to try it?"

"OK."

[Why do I feel like the little fox slave was greedy and wanted to drag me along to taste it?]

Song Jin licked her lips guiltily. She was greedy, of course. Didn't she hear Cui Huaiji saying he wanted to eat it too?

That's not what she wants to eat!

*

Sheng'an naturally doesn't have a soup pot.

So Song Jin decided to do it himself.

The task of finding a big pot was given to Qing Wu, and she took Cui Huaiji out to buy ingredients.

Cui Huai looked at someone who was happily buying food from the vendors and remembered the message from Yu Dingnan in the morning.

[Yu Dingnan has already started drawing the blueprints for making weapons. It looks like the cooperation has been achieved.]

[The little fox slave always brings me surprises.]

Song Jin felt embarrassed by his compliments.

There was a sudden noise ahead.

He is a guard in the palace.

"What's that in front?"

Cui Huaiji raised his eyes.

Watching the guards carrying a plaque up the stone steps, the guards on both sides hurried forward to help and worked together to hang up the plaque.

The plaque was covered with red cloth.

Song Jin stretched his head curiously, and the pair of buns on his head swayed slightly.

Cui Huaiji couldn't help but hold her head, "It's the eldest princess who opened a mansion."

"Ah?" Song Jin had some impression of this eldest princess. She was gentle and docile. "The eldest princess has opened a mansion... is she going to get married?"

The Yu Dynasty had established laws that princesses were not allowed to leave the palace or set up their own residences unless they got married, and princes were not allowed to set up their own residences until they were twenty years old.

Currently, only the ninth and eleventh princes are still in the palace.

Among the princesses, only the eldest princess Xu Li'er has established her own household.

Song Jin felt a little uncomfortable when he remembered this law.

The princess was not allowed to set up her own household, which meant she would never be able to escape from the suffocating palace. If she married herself off hastily, she would be falling into another abyss.

【I don't like Yuchao's rule. 】

Cui Huaiji understood what she meant.

From a woman's perspective, everyone would sympathize.

Song Jin was stunned: "My Lord, what kind of person is the eldest princess's consort?"

Cui Huaiji naturally took her hand and walked back.

"The marriage was finalized this morning. I don't know the details, but I heard that the man is a civil servant and should get along well with the princess."

After all, Xu Li'er had already reached the marriageable age, but she had not yet married. It was also because the emperor took her mother into consideration that he did not urge her.

Now is the time to get married.

Xu Li'er took the initiative to mention her own marriage and personally selected her own prince consort from a group of portraits.

Song Jin sighed endlessly.

After all, it is someone else's business, and people like them who have nothing in common can only sigh a few times.

*

The ingredients are prepared and the big pot is ready.

Qing Wu was very excited and called Shi An to help.

Song Jin loves spicy food, so she specially made two soup bases, one spicy and the other not spicy.

Shi An imitated her movements clumsily.

Song Jin looked at them with a smile on her face, holding Tang Pozi in her arms.

There were only three of them in the yard.

On the way back, Cui Huaiji was called away by Tailing again.

She thought she wouldn't be able to eat the soup pot today, but Cui Huaiji said he would be back as soon as possible so they could eat first.

Thinking of this, Song Jin felt warm in his heart.

She thought it must be because of Mrs. Tang's heat.

Everything is ready.

Shi An came over and asked, "Madam, are you going to wait for the Marquis to come back?"

"Wait a minute."

Song Jin lowered his head and drank some hot tea to warm himself up.

She always felt that sitting in the yard waiting for Cui Huaizhi to come back would make her feel very warm.

Cui Huaiji said he would come back as soon as possible, and he will definitely come back.

He never breaks his word.

It's a bit more popular.

Qing Wu was worried about her health, so she put a cloak on her and changed her hot water bottle.

A quarter of an hour later, Cui Huaiji appeared in the sight of the three people.

Joy appeared in Song Jin's eyes and he stood up to greet him.

Look from Cui Huaiji's perspective.

The young lady in front of him was jumping up and down, her bun on her head swaying, her bright eyes like a fox slave who was extremely excited to see his master return.

Cui Huaiji suppressed the urge to hug the person, lowered his eyes to look at the corner of the clothes he was holding, and smiled unconsciously.

"Master Hou is back just in time. We are just getting ready!"

Cui Huaiji glanced at the tip of her slightly red nose.

[Little liar.]

I told her not to wait for me, why didn't she listen?

The bubbling soup was emitting boiling hot steam.

The spicy taste is pervasive, stimulating the taste buds.

I don't know who was swallowing his saliva.

Song Jin looked at the fiery red hot soup and said hesitantly, "It might be a little spicy. If you are not used to it, you can eat the base beside it."

Cui Huaiji traveled a lot in his early years and had eaten all kinds of food, so this little bit of spiciness was nothing to him.

Qing Wu gave her some meat in spicy soup.

Song Jin raised his neck and swallowed it into his mouth.

The next moment, he cried out in pain from the burn, but instead of spitting out the meat, he swallowed it.

Her almond-shaped eyes were slightly moist.

“Good times!”

The taste was a bit off, but she hadn't eaten Qingzhou food for a long time.

Cui Huaiji couldn't help laughing when he saw her reaction.

[Even though it was hot, he still put it into his mouth.]

Song Jin rolled his eyes, pretending not to hear the words, and continued to eat.

Cui Huaiji started eating slowly and leisurely.

Halfway through the meal, Song Jin glanced over.

[Why are you so particular about eating a soup pot? ]

How does Cui Huaiji manage to prepare such delicious food neither too fast nor too slow?

I'm really not worried about finishing it!

Song Jin glanced at the food in the pot and saw that there was very little left. He turned his head to look at Cui Huaiji.

She couldn't bear it any longer.

Qing Wu was happy to grab the meat, but someone got there first.

She looked at her wife in shock as she put all the little meat in the pot into the Houye's bowl.

Qingwu: Grievance QAQ

Her meat...

Song Jin met his gaze and said with a smile, "Master Hou, please eat more. Thank you for taking care of me these past few months."

Cui Huaiji hummed softly, picked up the meat and started eating.

No one noticed that the chopsticks used to pick up meat in the Song Dynasty were not public chopsticks.

In the second half, Song Jin and Shi An started chatting.

Cui Huaiji stood aside and listened with his ears perked up.

Shi An: "Madam, do you plan to live in Sheng'an permanently in the future?"

Song Jin hugged Mrs. Tang, her fingertips were warm, "I'm still not used to Sheng'an's temperature. I should go back after I finish dealing with Sheng'an's shop."

A look of disappointment flashed in Cui Huaiji's eyes.

[Does Xiao Niu have no attachment to Sheng An at all?]

[It took a lot of effort to bring the little fox slave to Sheng'an. Let's think of other ways...]

While Song Jin was trying to respond to Shi An's words, he was also listening to Cui Huaiji thinking about how to keep him here, and he almost couldn't keep the smile on his face.

"Stop!" She couldn't bear it anymore and shouted.

The three looked at her in surprise.

Song Jin closed his eyes and smiled, "At least I haven't left yet. I will definitely go back to Qingzhou on New Year's Eve."

Cui Huaiji lowered his eyes indifferently.

[Oh, then you still have to leave.]

[Do I have to leave? Is the service in the mansion not good enough? Or is there something I did wrong?]

[My sister never taught me how to please a young lady...]

Song Jin: ...

hehe.