Han Qianling walked for a while to cool off the drunkenness, and happened to see a tent with a half-hanging curtain. There was a warm yellow light inside, and a faint smell of fragrant oil.
He glanced in the direction of the fragrance and found that Feng Xue and Xiao Ren were concentrating on gnawing on pig's trotters.
Han Qianling: “…” Haven’t you finished eating yet?
After Luo Jiujiang finished setting up the main tent, he also gave Feng Xue another portion of the dishes. Feng Xue declined most of them, and finally took away only a few plates of pork elbows and a few small dishes to relieve the greasiness.
Han Qianling's mind was slightly moved at that time: he remembered that the prototype of this Miss Feng Xue was a glutton. Based on this point alone, her self-control was admirable.
But now it seems that her good self-control is not the problem, but her good self-awareness - she knows that she has a small mouth and eats slowly.
Of course, Han Qianling wasn't in the habit of peeking into other people's tents, so he withdrew his brief glance without even pausing. However, Feng Xue, upon seeing his blue figure flash past the tent curtain, dropped her half-eaten pork knuckle into her empty bowl and called him over.
After all, having spent some time with the two teams, Feng Xue has gradually realized that Han Qianling may not be as modest, elegant and amiable as he appears to be in front of her.
If Han Qianling was truly a gentleman, he would never be so intimate with his Taoist partner just through a screen. After being caught in the act, his attitude was so natural as if it was natural.
Besides, there have always been rumors about Han Qianling in the Suzaku Realm, but Feng Xue just didn't pay attention before.
But whether his nature was cold or vicious, one thing was unmistakable. Han Qianling was a man of pride and temper, but he wasn't arrogant. At least, just take the instance of me calling him over. Even if it wasn't her who spoke, Han Qianling would have stopped for a moment, no matter who it was.
This pause was not due to any respect, but simply out of courtesy.
Hearing Feng Xue ask him to stay, Han Qianling politely turned his back, leaving Feng Xue some time to wash and put on makeup after eating. Feng Xue was also straightforward, rinsing her mouth quickly and wiping it with a handkerchief before jumping out of the tent.
"Master Han, let's chat... We don't have to go far, just here."
Han Qianling was actually fine with this, but he was still the leader of the Suzaku Realm, and it was best not to stray too far from the camp in the dark of night, lest an unexpected incident be difficult to handle. Feng Xue's decision suited him perfectly, so he readily followed her to a nearby sheltered spot.
Once they both stood still and took in their surroundings, Feng Xue hesitated slightly. They were practically face to face at this point. Though Han Qianling had tilted slightly away, they were still facing each other. With his back to the moon, Han Qianling's face naturally fell into shadow, while she, in turn, was clearly illuminated by the moonlight. The moonlight was bright tonight, revealing a hint of uncertainty on her face.
"...Young Master Han." After a moment, Feng Xue uttered these three words as if he had made up his mind.
She could feel Han Qianling's gaze like a spring stream sweeping across her face. She didn't know if it was because of the night, but this time the stream was not the clear stream with peach and plum petals floating in the warm spring sun, but instead carried the biting cold of the winter ice breaking at the end of February.
"The reason that can make Miss Fengxue so worried must be either because of Miss Fengren or Jiujiang."
"Yes." Feng Xuexin gritted her teeth and said, "I came to see you for Jiujiang."
Han Qianling was not surprised at all. He just made a gesture of invitation, indicating that he was willing to listen attentively.
"Did Jiujiang ever tell you about my death?"
Han Qianling said calmly, "Miss Feng Xue should have some confidence in Jiujiang. He has been completely open with me, but when it comes to you friends, he will never reveal your private affairs to others."
Feng Xue paused, not wanting to beat around the bush with Han Qianling. She said simply, "Then he simply didn't say that—it's like this: I once went through a period of starvation where I was madly hungry. During that time, I ate anything I was given. That's how I discovered that gluttons have a wide range of diets."
Just like normal humans would not eat grass roots, tree barks, or Guanyin soil for no reason, normal Taotie would not need to gnaw on wood chips, stone bricks, or their own claws.
Of course, in addition to these substantial things, Taotie's diet also includes some intangible existences.
"For example, the emotions of living things."
"Strictly speaking, I can taste a little bit of all the seven emotions and six desires, but no matter how much I eat, emotions can never fill my stomach. Moreover, if I want to eat them, the conditions required are very strict..."
Maybe just like humans regard thinking as an instinct, foraging is also the instinct of Taotie. Once something is recorded in the Taotie's diet, even after many years, Feng Xue can still detect its trace from hundreds of miles away.
From the moment she first met Han Qianling, she'd felt a pang of gluttony. But at the time, she was naive and innocent, believing her childhood sweetheart from Jiujiang wouldn't harbor any ill intentions. This misconception was likely due, firstly, to Han Qianling's truly enticing beauty, and secondly, to the inherent desire among alien species to conquer and possess one another's power. Perhaps the glutton's manifestation of this was a perverted appetite.
Moreover, he treated Xiao Ren and me so attentively, but I actually wanted to eat him literally. I felt so embarrassed no matter how I thought about it.
But now when I think about it... haha.
The principle of eating emotions is different from eating normal food. If food is placed in front of Feng Xue, she can't eat it unless she opens her mouth. Thanks to Xiao Ren who always told her that sister eats, I eat mine, Feng Xue has extraordinary self-control in this regard.
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