In this state, she was completely unaware of the hunger signals her body was sending, and was preoccupied with her worries about the changing situation in the capital.
It felt like being in a thrilling game of chess, where every move could determine victory or defeat.
At that moment, the rich and enticing aroma of the food, like a gentle spring breeze, drifted into her nostrils.
It gently stimulated her olfactory nerves, instantly awakening her craving for food.
The aroma, a blend of the natural flavors of the ingredients and the artistry of the cooking, seemed like a magical force, drawing her attention away from her chaotic thoughts.
My stomach also made a few soft gurgling sounds, which, though not loud, were particularly clear in the quiet room.
It seemed to be urgently expressing its hunger, urging her to eat quickly.
Recalling her long journey home, she was preoccupied with the situation in the capital, filled with worry and her thoughts were in turmoil.
Every possible situation, every potential crisis, lingered in her mind, refusing to leave.
Even though Qianluo's carefully prepared desserts were right beside her, their exquisite shapes resembled delicate works of art.
It exuded an enticing sweet aroma, but it couldn't really whet her appetite.
She merely ate a few bites mechanically, then lost all interest in savoring the food, and quickly became preoccupied with her worries about the situation in the capital.
It was as if I was being pulled by an invisible force, unable to extricate myself.
Looking back now, Uncle Mo is still as considerate and thoughtful as ever, like the warm sun in winter, always there for her when she is most vulnerable and in need.
Offering timely and subtle care is like a timely rain, nourishing her weary soul and helping her through this complex and perilous situation.
I felt a rare warmth and comfort, as if I had found a ray of dawn in the darkness.
Su Jinyun slowly extended her slender, fair hand, her movements elegant and graceful, as if time itself had slowed down at that moment.
She gently held the chopsticks, and the chopsticks in her hand seemed to be imbued with her tenderness.
She picked up a piece of the tempting-looking dish, which resembled a dazzling pearl, radiating an alluring luster.
When you put it in your mouth, the familiar taste bursts forth on your tongue, like a dazzling fireworks display.
The perfectly balanced salty and mild flavor, like a lively musical note, leaps and weaves between the taste buds, then slowly slides down the throat.
It was as if a warm current was flowing through her body, and her fatigue seemed to gradually dissipate.
My body was gradually filled with a sense of satisfaction, like parched land receiving the nourishment of sweet rain.
Uncle Mo watched quietly from the side, his eyes full of concern and relief, like a loving father looking at his beloved child.
His weathered face was etched with the marks of time, but at this moment, those marks seemed to be covered by his smile.
Seeing the princess begin to enjoy her meal, a satisfied smile appeared on his face.
His smile was like a blooming flower, full of warmth and love, as if he had accomplished a mission that was of great importance to him.
He bowed slightly, his movements gentle and respectful, the angle of his bend just right, expressing his respect for the princess without drawing too much attention.
He then tiptoed out, taking each step with utmost care.
He was afraid of making the slightest sound and disturbing the princess who was dining, as if the princess were a precious piece of porcelain that needed his careful protection.
Just now, as he was carrying the food box and walking with steady and agile steps, he caught a glimpse of two dark figures flashing by like ghosts out of the corner of his eye.
Like a fleeting shooting star in the night sky, it disappeared into the darkness.
After a moment's thought, relying on his years of experience and keen insight, he realized that they must be the two bodyguards who had returned closely with the princess.
They are usually well-trained and quick in their actions. Their current haste must be due to an important and urgent mission, hence their swift action without any delay.
Back in the small kitchen, Uncle Mo didn't waste any time; he knew the urgency of the situation and the importance of the task.
He quickly opened the cupboard, which was filled with all sorts of ingredients, a dazzling array, like a small treasure trove of food.
He carefully selected some of the exquisite dishes that the princess usually enjoyed. These dishes were like treasures in his heart, each one carrying his care and understanding for the princess.
He placed them one by one on the stove, the order of which was carefully considered, as if he were constructing a beautiful painting.
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