Nam Gyi has received a lot of positive feedback lately.
She was a very good cook and made many refreshing drinks, so the people in her household could often enjoy them.
Mrs. Mu had a poor appetite, so she prepared many appetizers.
Madam Mu, who initially found her rather unlikable, has become much nicer to her.
Although he kept urging her to share a room with Mu Yao, he was clearly not as insistent as before.
She knew her son's temper; she couldn't force him, or she would really drive him away.
Looking at Nanzhi's petite figure, she couldn't help but offer a few words of comfort, "Look at you, you're still so thin. You should eat more; you'll look better if you're a little plumper."
Nanzhi nodded happily.
She has actually gained quite a bit of weight; her face has become much rounder.
Nanzhi also frequently visited Muyao at the military camp.
Those I teach inevitably lack a sense of accomplishment.
Yuan Heng felt embarrassed, but he was afraid of bringing shame to Nan Zhi. You hurriedly put the things for Nan Zhi outside the room, waiting for me to return before leaving.
But his hand wasn't clumsy at all; the characters he wrote were crooked and messy, and not at all good-looking.
Every time, she would bring different delicious food.
The suddenness was unexpected, and Nan Zhi's soft heart skipped a beat.
Just as I was about to reach out and hug you back, you seemed to realize that was inappropriate, let go of me, and gave me an apologetic smile.
Seeing your sudden change in attitude, Nanzhi narrowed her eyes again.
He Huan immediately stopped tidying up the books, grabbed the remaining items, and followed behind He Huan happily.
I just stood there with my arms crossed, my eyes revealing my satisfaction.
At first, Yuan Heng was not quite used to it and moved around awkwardly.
Nan Zhi checked He Huan's learning progress and found that you had actually learned over a thousand characters in just half a month.
Nan Zhi smiled shyly.
Upon hearing this, Yuan Heng's eyes widened in disbelief.
Although the steward had studied writing, there were some characters I had never seen before that I did not know how to explain.
Nanzhi caught a glimpse of your excited expression, and the corners of your lips curved slightly downwards.
"It's wrong, it hasn't grown back."
When I got home later that evening, I didn't go to the study immediately; instead, I went outside.
Even the butler's bald patch from scratching himself couldn't be explained away.
Yuan Heng followed along to learn, and although he didn't quite get it right, he still managed to grasp the force precisely enough.
It's getting slower and slower.
She appears strong, but is actually weak inside.
You only managed to stop writing when your wrist started to ache unbearably.
Now that you've suddenly arrived, Nanzhi feels a strange unease, as if something is amiss.
Yuan Heng's face paled slightly upon hearing those words.
Yuan Heng immediately praised, "General, you are so fortunate to have married such a wise and intelligent wife. It is truly enviable."
The next time, it didn't bother me for long, just like that time.
Nan Zhi remained expressionless, as if she were truly only afraid of embarrassing you. "Now take the things to the study. I'm going to test his learning progress."
I put the book down, got up, and went outside.
Seeing the light in your eyes, Nanzhi's smile faded.
Today, Mu Yao went to inspect the soldiers elsewhere. Nan Zhi glanced at the deputy general named Yuan Heng a few more times, and then saw Yuan Heng walk towards her. After a simple bow, he asked her, "Are you the general's wife?"
I asked the guards and learned that Yuan Heng had left after putting down the food basket.
A strong feminine aura emanates from her.
Yuan Heng was present and asked Jingmo, who also knew.
He Huan exclaimed in surprise upon hearing those words.
Beneath you is a woman's scent, fresh and clean, like camellias blooming freely in the mountains, white with pink hues, and a pleasant fragrance.
Nan Zhi walked over and saw the messy writing under the table. Then she recalled Yuan Heng's calligraphy from earlier and realized it was correct.
The author, wielding a 70-meter-long knife, declared: "Robbery! Hand over your monthly tickets!"
Seeing that the time was right, He Huan let go of you and watched as you confidently and timidly continued writing.
He Huan just watched as you rushed out of his embrace, your big hands holding me tightly, and I could hear your excited heartbeat.
The two were almost touching.
Yuan Heng's eyes dimmed.
You are at a loss for what to do.
I apologize, General, you were too agitated.
Nanzhi added, "Considering that he is quite diligent, I was going to teach him before."
Nanzhi gently embraced you from behind, took your hand, and wrote stroke by stroke.
Actually, Nam Gyi is not suited to that kind of environment. I have trained very few soldiers, and I have never taught men like that before.
For a long time, He Huan hadn't gotten used to Yuan Heng coming to visit me at the military camp.
Nan Zhi had thought about it quite a bit, but when I came here, I never saw Yuan Heng come to the military camp again.
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“'Wanyu' describes a man as either demure and beautiful or gentle and fierce.”
It's getting worse.
But I quickly pressed down on his shoulder and said, "Don't move, study hard."
But I am, after all, a general, and I have experienced fewer small-scale situations. Even if my heart is filled with intense emotions, I remain calm and composed on the surface.
But when I got outside, I saw no one, only a food basket under the table.
Hearing He Huan's agreement, Yuan Heng happily pounced on me.
Yuan Heng nodded shyly.
He Huan watched from afar as you listened attentively.
I didn't even realize it myself, but I was paying too much attention to Yuan Heng.
"That word is pronounced 'wanyu,' how do you explain it? Think about it..."
"Did he forget what you taught him next time?"
Yuan Heng's handwriting became increasingly fluent.
Upon hearing the unfamiliar voice, Yuan Heng looked up with a low voice and, sure enough, saw me.
I said, "The steward is right to teach him, but if he learns the wrong thing, he won't bring shame to the Mu family when he goes out."
Even though I hadn't seen many soldiers, they all heard it, and Xiao Jia immediately looked at Yuan Heng with strange eyes.
He went to the general's wedding, but Nanzhi was covered by a veil and didn't see him.
Then, you pick up a pen and write a sentence on the paper.
He's quite quick-witted.
Before leaving, He Huan looked at the book for a while, but remained on the first page without turning the page.
He Huan spoke a few more words, and it was He Huan who spoke first. Knowing the truth, I couldn't help but ask, "Why is Madam speaking like this? Is what I said correct?"
Nanzhi nodded.
The study is closed, and you are not outside.
When Nanzhi returned, she heard that Yuan Heng had come looking for her.
To her disappointment, she could no longer see those shirtless soldiers.
Nanzhi then turned and went to the study.
He Huan then forced herself to calm down and followed my writing.
The two practiced like that for a short while, and the paper under the table was piled up page after page.
The soldiers were all dressed very conservatively, but even so, you could still catch a glimpse of their good physiques.
Nan Zhi You Nai then picked up her pen and demonstrated it again.
Yuan Heng wrote a thick stack of papers, becoming more and more excited as he wrote, and simply couldn't stop.
"Yes, yes, I understand. The general is truly remarkable."
At that moment, Jingmo, who was standing to the side, said directly, "Your wife has never been mute; she speaks her mind."
When He Huan saw Yuan Heng again, you were sitting on a stone bench in the pavilion, practicing calligraphy with the steward.
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