Outside the tent, in the shade, Jiang Ge and Jiang Yao were cooking something around a fire.
The stone pot was charred black, and steam was billowing out from inside.
When Jiang Yao saw Mo Shisheng come out, her complexion improved considerably, and she smiled happily, "Young Master, dinner is ready."
Mo Shisheng smiled slightly, glanced at the man standing beside her, and said softly, "The Grand Preceptor probably isn't used to the coarse grains here."
Upon hearing this, Ming Beiya glanced at Mo Shisheng indifferently. In front of others, he resumed his usual aloof and noble demeanor. "Young Master Mo is overthinking it."
"..."
Hearing the man call her Young Master Mo, Mo Shisheng felt a surge of shame rising from the bottom of her heart, and her cheeks flushed. "Let's eat, I'm so hungry."
Jiang Ge immediately ladled out a bowl of pheasant soup and handed it to Mo Shisheng, saying, "This is a pheasant that the general hunted on that mountain. It smells delicious."
Mo Shisheng took it, handed it to Ming Beiya, and then looked at the pot of pheasant soup.
Jiang Ge was taken aback. Having spent so much time in the military camp recently, she was naturally less particular than she was in the capital and had forgotten to give it to Ming Beiya first.
Seemingly noticing Jiang Ge's dilemma, Mo Shisheng chuckled, "No need for formalities, he's just here to take a look at the barracks."
"..."
That's true, but he's still the Imperial Advisor!
Jiang Ge braced herself and ladled another bowl of pheasant soup for Mo Shisheng. Then she and Jiang Yao each took their bowls and walked far away, as if Ming Beiya were a monstrous flood.
Seeing this, Mo Shisheng's lips twitched slightly, "Look at you, you've scared them so much they don't dare to come near."
Ming Beiya raised her eyes and glanced at Mo Shisheng, then said indifferently, "Drink the soup."
Drink it!
snort.
Mo Shisheng obediently held the bowl and gently drank a sip of soup, then picked up her chopsticks and ate the pheasant meat inside, which was very fragrant and tender.
Having not had a proper meal in days, and having expended so much energy last night, Mo Shisheng decided not to speak again and began to eat seriously.
Ming Beiya sat quietly to the side, holding his bowl without eating. Whenever Mo Shisheng ate half of his food, he would put the meat from his own bowl into Mo Shisheng's bowl.
Both bowls of soup were finished off by Mo Shisheng. She then ate two steamed buns, patting her round belly contentedly. "Aren't you hungry?" she asked.
"Hungry."
"Then why aren't you eating?"
"How can I eat if I don't feed you?"
The man's words carried a hint of teasing. Mo Shisheng was taken aback and turned her head to look. She found that he had a slightly wicked smile on his lips and a burning passion in his narrow eyes.
"..."
!!! !!! !
Mo Shisheng realized what Ming Beiya's expression was like; he had shown the same expression last night!
Seeing that expression, and recalling what Ming Beiya had just said, Mo Shisheng's ears turned slightly red. She lowered her voice, "Ming Beiya, how have you become so shameless?"
"In order to win the heart of the beauty."
Ming Beiya didn't lower his voice. Sensing someone approaching, Mo Shisheng raised her hand and grabbed Ming Beiya's collar. "Keep your voice down!"
"It's not Ah Sheng, it's Long Yang..."
"Shut up!"
"But I'm not full yet."
Don't push your luck!
"dragon……"
I'll feed you tonight!
Noticing someone getting closer, Mo Shisheng lowered her voice and said this almost angrily.
Ming Beiya was satisfied and finally stopped teasing Mo Shisheng.
Seeing this, Mo Shisheng finally breathed a sigh of relief.
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