In this era, status and position are symbols. Sometimes, one sentence from Yu Nanqing can be worth ten or eight sentences from her.
With this convenience, she doesn't need to waste her breath, so why wouldn't she be happy?
Yu Nanqing's mood instantly brightened, and she couldn't help but smile: "Mm."
He was happy when Su Wanyan was happy.
"Oh," Su Wanyan said with a slight surprise, "a little bug."
"Hmm?" Yu Nanqing looked up and saw Su Wanyan pick out a small green worm from the leaf. The worm was wriggling incessantly due to external stimuli.
She handed the little green worm directly to Yu Nanqing: "Look, little worm, the pattern is quite pretty."
For some inexplicable reason, Yu Nanqing naturally reached out to take it.
"..." Watching the insect wriggle in her palm, Yu Nanqing didn't know what expression to make. She asked curiously, "You like insects?"
"I don't like it." Su Wanyan stared blankly at him. "If I liked it, I wouldn't give it to you."
"..." He still thought she liked it.
I'm considering whether or not to raise some.
Yu Nanqing hesitated: "Then... I should throw it away?"
Su Wanyan nodded: "Yes, it's for you to throw out. Throw it outside."
“…” Yu Nanqing was silent for a while: “Hmm.”
It obediently spun its wheels and moved outside the tent.
When the eagle arrived in the morning, Xiaobu and Tianzhong had already gone to the river to process it. Su Wanyan had taken the eagle's leg to make a medicinal soup, and Qiuye was in charge of watching the fire. Now the medicinal soup can be heated up and eaten.
The remaining parts, such as the breast meat, will be boiled with side dishes, while the wings will be roasted. As for the internal organs, Su Wanyan has never processed eagle internal organs before, so she will leave these to the chefs. They are experienced and their cooking will surely be delicious.
Su Wanyan instructed Qiuye and Suye to take the picked herbs to the river to wash them. Those that could be eaten as wild vegetables should be blanched, since the quantity was small and stir-frying would be too much work.
For medicinal use, Su Wanyan categorized and separated the leaves, roots, and stems, each with its own specific purpose.
The eagle's wingspan was over a meter, so it had a rather lavish meal.
In addition to the spoils of their own hunts, Emperor Yuanhe would also reward them with food.
This means that each tent would receive meals bestowed by Emperor Yuanhe, which would be delivered from the imperial kitchen.
The imperial tent was bustling with activity, and because it was so close, Su Wanyan could hear everything clearly.
The royal tent was bustling with activity, but she had her own things to do here, and most importantly, she was comfortable in her own tent.
The next day, the sky is clear.
Su Wanyan was fast asleep, clutching her blanket. Yu Nanqing sat on the bed beside her, watching her silently.
Separated by rolled-up bedding, Yu Nanqing's expression at this moment was one of indescribable helplessness and gloom.
He had practiced martial arts since childhood, and his hearing and eyesight were already exceptional. He could hear Su Wanyan's breathing when she was asleep as if she were right next to him, as if he could turn over and hold her in his arms.
But he couldn't do that.
He wanted to ignore it, but it kept getting clearer and clearer. How could he sleep?
He slept and woke up countless times that night, each time thinking it was almost dawn, only to find that it wasn't even midnight yet. This was only the second night; how was he going to get through the remaining days?
Just as Yu Nanqing was staring intently at Su Wanyan's sleeping face, Su Wanyan suddenly turned over, startling Yu Nanqing so much that he held his breath.
She stretched out her leg and tucked the blanket under her legs, leaving half of her body exposed.
Su Wanyan slept with her undergarments completely covered.
Yu Nanqing rubbed his temples helplessly, carefully crossed the center line, gently pulled the blanket up, and covered her with it.
Just then, faint footsteps came from outside the tent. Yu Nanqing's expression changed slightly. He got out of bed, sat in his wheelchair, and moved out on his wheels.
As soon as I stepped out of the tent, I saw Eunuch Liu approaching with a beaming smile: "This servant..."
Before he could finish speaking, Yu Nanqing put his index finger to his lips, his eyes filled with a sinister warning as he looked at Eunuch Liu.
Liu Gonggong trembled, feeling a chill run down his spine, and the words he was about to utter caught in his throat.
Yu Nanqing didn't say much. Seeing that Eunuch Liu had behaved himself, he then moved his wheelchair and turned back into the tent.
Eunuch Liu frowned and glanced at Xiao Bu, who was guarding the tent entrance. Xiao Bu looked directly at the sky, pretending not to see him.
Liu Gonggong glanced at Tanaka again, but Tanaka turned his face away.
Liu Gonggong took a deep breath. He was the emperor's chief eunuch, and when he went out to deliver messages, others always had to watch his face. But this Yu Nanqing always made him feel embarrassed.
Just wait and see how long they can keep up their arrogance.
Thinking this to himself, he could only wait at the door with a cold face.
Yu Nanqing tiptoed to the bedside, knelt on one knee on the edge of the bed, and gazed intently at Su Wanyan's peaceful sleeping face.
Her beautiful hair was spread out smoothly yet messily on the pillow, and her light, rhythmic breathing came out gently from her mouth. Her little face was flushed from sleep, as if it had been warmed by the charcoal in the tent.
The more Yu Nanqing looked at her, the more reluctant he became, and the smile on his lips never faded. He carefully reached out and took a strand of her hair, and with the slight flutter in his heart, he gently kissed it.
“…Hmm.” Su Wanyan murmured softly, then suddenly straightened her entire body.
Startled, Yu Nanqing quickly put down that strand of her hair.
The next second, Su Wanyan opened her eyes while yawning: "..."
Seeing Yu Nanqing appear at her bedside, she stared blankly for a moment before asking, "What are you doing here?"
"Ahem..." Yu Nanqing coughed to cover his mouth with his fist: "Um... Eunuch Liu is here, I was just about to wake you up."
"Then just say it, why are you so guilty?"
"I didn't," Yu Nanqing continued to cover up, "I saw you were sleeping soundly, so..."
Su Wanyan sat up abruptly and rubbed her face with her hands: "Did the Emperor call?"
"Hmm, probably..."
"Then let's hurry." Emperor Yuanhe always gave them the wrong time; no matter how early they arrived, they were always late.
"No rush." Yu Nanqing stood up. "I just sent someone to inform that person that I am not feeling well and may have to wait a while."
"..." Su Wanyan looked up: "How long can it be later?"
Yu Nanqing opened her mouth, wanting to ask her how long it would take.
But then she felt that it was pressuring her, so she changed the subject as she spoke: "I said we can go before noon."
"Oh!" Upon hearing this, Su Wanyan lay down again: "Then I'll sleep a little longer."
Last night after dinner, she played a game of drawing lots for punishment with Qiuye and Huangye, and went to bed a little late. She's still a bit sleepy now, so she's going to take a little nap.
"Okay, sure." Yu Nanqing smiled.
That's fine, as long as she likes it.
Um... should we inform that person?
After much thought, he decided to move out in his wheelchair.
Meanwhile, at the imperial tent...
The procession was all ready, and Emperor Yuanhe and the Princess were poised to depart, but Yu Nanqing was nowhere to be seen.
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