"What did I say? What did I say? Hmm? Is it hot? Are your hands okay?"
Seeing the soup dripping onto Shen Nian's hand, Ertai panicked and quickly took the porcelain bowl from Shen Nian's hand and placed it on the table.
Quickly take out the ice cubes from the food container, wrap them in a handkerchief, and apply them to the burned area.
Fortunately, he had anticipated this; given the girl's absent-minded nature, there was a high chance something might go wrong, so he brought ice.
He couldn't help but feel a little annoyed that he hadn't thought things through. Knowing that she was confused, why didn't he wait until it cooled down a bit before putting it in her hand?
"It's alright, it's alright."
When someone grabbed his hand, Chen Nian instinctively tried to pull away.
They were so close that she could smell the faint scent of orchids on him, and her expression became somewhat unnatural.
"Don't move, let me apply it again. What did I say? It's better now. You burned your hand again, I don't know if it will blister. Let me apply some medicine for you."
Ertai kept talking, took off the ice, wiped the water off Chen Nian's hands with his sleeve, took out the ointment from his body, and carefully applied it to Chen Nian's hands bit by bit.
During this period, he applied the medicine more frequently, and his technique has improved rapidly from being clumsy at first to being extremely skilled now.
"Okay, it's not hot anymore, you can drink it now."
The medicine was applied at just the right time. Ertai touched the porcelain bowl to check its temperature, and after confirming it wasn't too hot, he returned it to the person.
"Making soup is my mother's specialty. Try it, do you like it? If you like it, I'll bring you some more next time."
Ertai looked at the person next to him with satisfaction and anticipation.
Looking at the scalding soup in her hands, Chen Nian didn't know how to express her feelings, and her hands trembled slightly.
What merit did she have to drink the soup cooked by Ertai's mother? And judging from Ertai's words, she could have more if she wanted.
"Try it quickly, the temperature is just right now, it won't taste good when it gets cold."
Seeing the person holding the soup with a shocked expression and complex emotions in their eyes, Ertai couldn't help but look at the soup in Chennian's hand. There was no dust, no crumbs, and no small flying insects. There was no problem.
This morning, when his mother was cooking, he risked getting a beating from her by serving himself a portion and tasting it. He said the flavor was one she would like.
"good."
Seeing the tension in the eyes of the people around him, Chen Nian pulled back his complicated thoughts and slowly drank the wine.
"How is it? Is it good? Do you like it? I'll bring you some more next time, okay?"
Ertai asked expectantly, having heard Qing'er say that Chennian didn't like drinking soup, and he wondered if he liked the soup his mother made.
"No, no need, it would be too much trouble for you, Madam."
Hearing Ertai's words, Chen Niantang forgot all about drinking the soup and waved his hands repeatedly.
The soup tasted good; it was quite delicious.
But she had already troubled the youngest son to find food for her, and she still asked the wife to cook for her personally. What kind of behavior was that? Did she even have any shame?
"No trouble at all, no trouble at all. As long as you like it, that's fine. My mother loves to make soup, she makes it at home all the time. I'll bring you some more next time, and maybe some other kinds of soup too, okay?"
She's too weak and needs to take care of herself; the fact that she didn't refuse means she likes her.
Ertai betrayed her own mother without hesitation; she loved her mother's soup, and it was an honor for the soup.
Mrs. Fu Lun, who hasn't made soup in a long time: ...
Her youngest son is truly remarkable.
Well, he has to learn too. If his mother keeps making soup for Chen Nian, what if she gets impatient and has a bad impression of her?
...
She was physically weak and didn't like drinking herbal soups, so soups made from ingredients were a good alternative. Drinking more soup was good for her health, so learning to make soup was the best way.
Having already learned so much, what's a little more learning to make soup? The only question is how long it will take to master it. Ertai silently calculated the time it would take to learn.
"Try this milk custard. I found it yesterday, and it tastes pretty good. You should like it."
Ertai used serving chopsticks to serve Chen Nian. He hadn't had time to ask Xiao Yanzi to deliver it yesterday, so he brought it himself today.
"Hmm, have you had breakfast? Let's eat together?"
Looking at the small, cute milk crisps on the plate, which smelled sweet, she knew they would taste great. She picked one up and took a bite. They were very milky, sweet, soft, and chewy, just the way she liked them.
"I've already used it. Enjoy your meal. I'll bring you more next time if you like it."
Ertai raised his hand to wipe away the crumbs from Chen Nian's lips, a slight smile playing on his lips as he spoke in a gentle, indulgent tone.
"Then I'll eat it?"
She has been restricted to a bland diet during this period, and there are many things she cannot eat.
Everything Ertai brought perfectly suited her taste, valuing both appearance and deliciousness; it was not only beautiful but also tasted great.
As for the sensation at the corner of her mouth, she didn't think anything was wrong; Qing'er, Xiao Yanzi, and he often wiped it for her.
"Yes, there's more. Take your time eating."
Ertai moved the small dish towards Chen Nian.
Seeing Ertai's actions, Chen Nian's lowered peach blossom eyes were full of smiles. Being favored and fearless, that's what they mean by her.
She had just made the older brother get a beating and the sister-in-law kneel as punishment, and then she immediately ordered the younger brother to feed her.
The four people around them watched the two interact, silently gossiping and gushing over the fact that their favorite couple hadn't ended up with a bad ending. Ertai (Master Fu) was so doting on Nian Nian (Princess).
"Would you like to go on an incognito inspection tour?"
Remembering what his father had told him, Ertai asked.
Outside the palace is more freedom than inside, and she dislikes being restricted. However, her status as a princess means she cannot leave the palace at will. This incognito trip is a rare opportunity to gain freedom.
Do you want me to go?
Chen Nian swallowed the taro ball in her mouth, looked up at Ertai, then lowered her head again and took a sip of milk tea.
"It depends on whether you want to go or not."
Ertai spoke casually, serving food to someone.
"What if I don't go?"
"I won't go either; I'll stay in the capital with you."
Ertai didn't hesitate at all and blurted it out.
Seeing Ertai's serious expression, Chen Nian fell silent again, staring into Ertai's eyes, trying to discern any other emotions, but there was nothing, nothing but seriousness.
It seems she really gained someone's unconditional trust?
But is this really something she can get?
"Meditation—"
Seeing that she was lost in thought again, Ertai gave a helpless smile. Why was she daydreaming again? Was he really that unable to attract her attention?
Pulled back to reality by the sound, I caught a glimpse of the helplessness on Ertai's lips. Ignoring the turmoil in my heart, I inwardly berated myself, feeling incredibly ungrateful for teasing him.
"Don't worry, I'll go."
No more teasing, Chen Nian gave a precise answer.
"good."
Having received a clear answer, Ertai began to consider how to give Chen Nian special attention.
...
"Chen Nian, take it out on me! I'll accept whatever punishment you want, since I was wrong. But why won't you let Ziwei go?"
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