"Don't hug me so tight, I can't breathe." Su Wanyan patted his back gently. "Are you sleepy? Go to sleep if you're sleepy, we can talk about it tomorrow."
"Not sleepy." Not only not sleepy, but also very energetic.
"..." Su Wanyan pursed her lips, her eyes darting around. She believed Yu Nanqing wasn't sleepy because a certain part of him was aroused.
“Yu Nanqing…” Su Wanyan whispered a reminder.
Yu Nanqing blushed, released Su Wanyan, and sat up with her back to her: "...Mm."
This already reflects the tacit understanding between the two.
Su Wanyan was actually very grateful that Yu Nanqing was so trustworthy, because in this era, women didn't have much of a voice, and Yu Nanqing's patience made Su Wanyan feel that he was cherishing her.
Yu Nanqing wasn't sleepy, but Su Wanyan was.
But she wasn't really sleepy right now. She stretched out her little foot and tapped his thigh: "How did you get to Wengcheng so quickly? Did you come alone? I received news that you've obtained military power, is that right?"
Yu Nanqing didn't quite hear what Su Wanyan asked, his head was buzzing. His entire focus was on her little feet. With a gentle squeeze of his large hand, he took her little feet in his hand.
Recalling Su Wanyan's question just now: "...Yes, he came alone, and he gave me military power... He gave me the military tally."
As he spoke, he lifted her small foot, and just as he was about to kiss her, Su Wanyan was startled and kicked him hard, the sole of her foot hitting him directly in the face: "What are you doing!"
"..." The force wasn't strong, but Yu Nanqing was startled and stunned: "I..."
What did he do?
He didn't do anything.
"Why are you smelling my feet?!" Su Wanyan hurriedly got out of bed and pulled her feet back.
"..." Yu Nanqing was speechless for a moment; he hadn't smelled it.
No, no, is it not allowed?
Seeing Su Wanyan's disgusted reaction, Yu Nanqing didn't know how to feel, and his face visibly darkened.
Without a word, he silently got up and walked out of the room.
Su Wanyan quickly called out, "I didn't look down on you! I didn't look down on you! Where are you going?"
Yu Nanqing stopped in her tracks, turned around, her eyes filled with grievance. She wanted to say something, opened her mouth, but ultimately kept it closed. After hesitating for a long time, she parted her thin lips slightly and asked, "Can I have some noodles?"
"Eat!" If she said no, Yu Nanqing would definitely burst into tears.
Yu Nanqing remained silent, turned around with a wronged expression, and walked out of the room.
"..." Su Wanyan stared blankly.
After a long while, her little face suddenly turned red.
He immediately covered his face with the blanket!
I'm going to die, damn it!
She didn't despise Yu Nanqing; she despised herself!
After thinking about it, she grabbed her foot, twisted it to her nose, and sniffed it. No smell, right?
It seems not.
After smelling it, I grabbed the other foot, brought it to my nose, and sniffed it again and again, but this one didn't have it either.
Su Wanyan looked worried. There was no smell. Should she let him smell it next time he wanted to?
Will he be unhappy if I don't let him smell it?
"..." Su Wanyan was speechless at her own thoughts; how perverted.
No wonder people in ancient times thought that a woman's feet were a very private matter. Now that I see it, it's true. Not only in this era, but even I, a modern person, find it... quite ambiguous.
...Would it be too late to go get a foot bath now?
Not long after, Yu Nanqing came in again with two bowls of noodles.
Lost in thought, Su Wanyan quickly sat up in bed. She observed Yu Nanqing's expression, but saw that his face was indifferent, as if he had forgotten what had just happened.
This made Su Wanyan, who had been struggling with her thoughts, feel that she was being overly sensitive.
The noodles were oil-splashed noodles, topped with two fried eggs, chopped green onions, and cilantro.
Looking at Yu Nanqing's bowl, it was a very plain bowl of noodles, without any garnish, let alone a fried egg.
Su Wanyan gave him one of the fried eggs in her bowl: "You clearly fried two, why did you give them all to me?"
Yu Nanqing looked at the fried egg in the bowl, unsure how to explain it.
He reacts to many things only after they've happened; when he does them, he doesn't think that much about them at all.
Su Wanyan didn't really want to know why, and picked up the noodles to eat.
When the noodles entered his mouth, Yu Nanqing realized that he wasn't actually not hungry; his focus was elsewhere, so he didn't feel hungry.
Now that the food is in my mouth, the feeling of hunger in my stomach immediately sweeps over my whole body.
Therefore, Yu Nanqing had already finished eating before Su Wanyan had even eaten half of it.
Su Wanyan glanced at his empty bowl and poured noodles into it: "Here, have some."
Yu Nanqing quickly replied, "I'm not hungry!"
"Hmm, I'm not hungry." Su Wanyan didn't argue and nodded in agreement. "Let's eat."
Actually, she's the one who's not hungry. She can eat whatever she wants now, but she doesn't have to eat either. She doesn't feel full or hungry.
"..." Upon hearing this, Yu Nanqing stopped making excuses.
Two bowls of noodles were devoured in no time.
Su Wanyan chuckled, resting her chin on her hand: "You must not have eaten properly. It's one thing in prison, the food there is bad, but you still don't eat properly after you get out of the cell. You really know how to make people angry. What if you starve to death?"
As soon as Yu Nanqing put down his bowl, Su Wanyan took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth.
Yu Nanqing grasped her small hand: "I can go three months without eating."
Four years ago, he was trapped in the East China Sea and survived for several months on rain and dew alone. His longest record of going hungry was three months.
Su Wanyan rolled her eyes: "You're quite proud of yourself, aren't you? When there's no food, you can endure it for as long as you want without anyone saying anything. But when there's food, not eating it is just demeaning yourself. Don't ruin the health I've worked so hard to build up for you."
"Okay." Yu Nanqing nodded obediently, "It won't happen again next time."
How could Su Wanyan bear to blame him? She leaned forward and asked, "Where's the medicine I gave you?"
"As you instructed, one pill every seven days." Yu Nanqing took out the antidote pills that Su Wanyan had given him in advance from his pocket: "There's half a bottle left."
"Keep this. It's easy to dodge a spear in the open, but hard to guard against an arrow in the dark. If you feel uncomfortable, just take one."
This is a medicine that can detoxify when poisonous and strengthen the body when healthy.
Even before leaving the capital, Su Wanyan was afraid that someone might harm Yu Nanqing in prison, so she gave her the Hundred-Cure Pill.
Of course, this was also to prevent Emperor Yuanhe from poisoning Yu Nanqing in a fit of anger.
Su Wanyan still had many questions to ask, but she had already yawned: "Oh no, I'm sleepy, I can't talk to you anymore."
She was happy to reunite with Yu Nanqing after several months, but there was still a long time ahead, so she could talk about anything after she had had a good night's sleep.
As soon as she finished speaking, she lay straight on the bed, turned over, hugged the blanket, and closed her eyes.
Yu Nanqing looked at the two empty bowls on the table, hesitated for a long time, and finally spoke: "Yan'er... doesn't like me touching them?"
"..." Su Wanyan, who was about to fall asleep, instantly understood what he meant.
It was about him wanting to smell her feet earlier.
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