However, it was Yu Shuo who finally restrained her. It is said that men find it difficult to control themselves in such matters, and once the arrow is released, there is no turning back.
Qin Su didn't know if men would act like that; she only knew that she was the one who initially shouted that she didn't want to do it there, but in the end, she was the one who almost got into a fight.
However, Yu Shuo stopped the next action.
Qin Su entwined her fingers around his, and in the small room, his hands seemed to become a little hot, causing a slight shiver when he touched her, which made her crave him.
Yu Shuo knew that she would definitely regret it after he did it. She was a person who cared about her reputation and could not do such a thing anywhere. Moreover, he did not want others to hear her sweet voice at that time.
However, Yu Shuo really enjoyed seeing her looking so impatient at this moment. He held her in his arms, one arm around her waist. The two of them were wearing simple white undergarments, which were slightly disheveled from their earlier movements.
Her face was flushed, her lips were slightly parted, she was breathing slightly, and her gaze was somewhat resentful and dissatisfied.
He gently pinched her cheek; it was soft and warm.
Qin Su didn't want to talk, so she buried her face in his chest.
They were both somewhat attracted to each other, but tacitly refrained from pursuing the relationship, waiting for time to heal the wounds.
It seems to be snowing again outside the window. The snowfall here in Shacheng is almost as frequent as in Kyoto, but due to the climate, the snow doesn't accumulate much.
However, if it snows for several days in a row, you can still see a thin layer of snow on the roadside.
Yu Shuo helped her get dressed, and a red cloak was wrapped around her so that her face could be buried in the soft fox fur.
It's time for lunch.
There were no other villagers left in the courtyard at this moment; they seemed to have left in perfect unison before lunch.
The dishes I made for lunch were all home-style cooking, nothing like delicacies, but they had their own unique flavor of rustic country cuisine.
After lunch, Qin Su pulled Yu Shuo outside, saying they were going to digest their food.
Yu Shuo was handed something hard but with rounded edges and still warm. He picked it up and saw that it was his identity token.
When he woke up, he realized that the token was not with him. He didn't suspect that he had lost it and subconsciously thought that he had given the token to Qin Su.
Even without the memory, he believed he would give her something like this. Qin Su's family wasn't doing well in Kyoto, and perhaps he gave her the token out of concern that she would be bullied.
It has to be said that Yu Shuo really understands himself; he guessed it perfectly.
"Why didn't you keep it?" Yu Shuo asked.
Qin Su shook her head, "It should have been given to you a long time ago, but it has always stayed with me." However, it has indeed helped a lot.
If Zhao Xiaocui finds this, there's a high chance it will be pawned. At that point, Yu Shuo will definitely be exposed.
"You said you'd give me the token when I got back from the battlefield, but I've been forgetting." The main reason is that they were almost married after Yu Shuo returned, so she really didn't remember.
"It's alright, Madam, just take it." He didn't take it, but instead stuffed it into Qin Su's hand again.
"If you have this thing, it might play a different role."
Qin Su did not refuse again; their relationship was no longer at the same level as before.
"When does Ziyu plan to send Tuoba Yan back?" It's not sustainable to keep him in Da'an indefinitely.
"My brother has already written to Quegu, and Quegu will send someone to pick him up."
Qin Su nodded. This was good. At least it would allow Que Gu to confirm the other party's identity, so that they wouldn't try to renege on their promise and say they had the wrong person.
"Let's go buy some groceries..."
It's cold in Liujia Village, so when we buy some vegetables, we can sit together and have a hot pot meal.
Qin Su had eaten hot pot in the Empress Dowager's palace; it was said to have been brought by the Empress Dowager. She liked it, though she often complained that the taste wasn't authentic. But she actually thought it tasted delicious.
This weather is perfect for eating.
Life in Liujia Village was peaceful, but Qin Su and Yu Shuo both knew that it would be a long time before the villages in Huang County could be revitalized.
It is estimated that the imperial court will need to distribute some disaster relief grain; they cannot simply sit idly by.
Yu Shuo has already seized a batch of grain from Shacheng, and it is now being distributed to various county towns. No wonder people always have to have a full meal during the holidays.
On the way back to Liujia Village, we encountered villagers carrying bags of grain, their faces beaming with the most simple and pure happiness.
Qin Su jogged over and asked, "What are you holding in your hands?"
Upon seeing that it was Qin Su, the man immediately said with a grin, "So it's Madam Chang. This is grain distributed by the county. We should thank you, Madam. We wouldn't have received any grain if it weren't for you."
"This year's Chinese New Year will definitely be a good one."
Qin Su was taken aback; she hadn't done such a thing.
"Yes, we must thank Madam Chang. Madam Chang is simply a reincarnation of Guanyin Bodhisattva."
Many villagers gathered around, offering only pure praise, but Qin Su seemed somewhat bewildered, saying, "I didn't have anyone distribute the grain."
"Oh, Mrs. Chang, don't pretend. We all know, we all remember."
Yu Shuo walked over, took Qin Su's hand, and whispered, "It was I who had the grain distributed in your name."
The villagers held Yu Shuo in some awe; he appeared to be of noble birth and they dared not offend him.
Qin Su sent them home, then turned to Yu Shuo and asked, "Was the grain seized from Shacheng?"
Yu Shuo nodded slightly. He wondered how many more people would starve to death if the imperial court were to distribute the grain.
The water shortage around Shacheng remains a serious problem, and distributing food is only a temporary solution.
I'll have to return to the capital and discuss it with His Majesty then.
"Why do they call you Madam Chang?" Yu Shuo found the title strange from the moment he heard it; he naturally disliked it. She was clearly his princess consort, so why wasn't she addressed by his surname?
Qin Su shrugged. "It can't be Madam Yu, can it?"
Yu Shuo pressed further: "Why not?"
“Yu is the imperial surname. Although many people don’t know this, some people do. It’s always good to keep a low profile. When I came here, I told them that I had divorced my husband’s family and was looking for my relatives.”
Yu Shuo recalled that the surname Chang seemed to only have regular months.
His eyes darkened as he grasped Qin Su's hand. "Did you use the regular month name?"
Qin Su shook her head, "No, that's not it. I was looking for parents in the usual way, and as for the husband's family, I only mentioned that they have the surname Chang. Like cousins, I guess."
Since it was a fictitious person, Yu Shuo wasn't so bothered by it.
"From now on, just call her Madam Yu." He didn't care about anything else; he simply didn't like his wife being given someone else's surname.
Qin Su patted his hand reassuringly and agreed.
We'll talk about the future later. Who knows if we'll use a different surname in the future?
Back at the Liu family's courtyard, Lian Tao quickly came over and took the groceries she had bought, so Qin Su no longer needed to help.
We're having hot pot tonight; lamb broth is a great choice for the holidays.
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