Zhao Shu gazed at the waterlogged road for a long time. Just as she turned to return to Jiangnan Prefecture, the sound of horses' hooves rang out. She turned back and saw his black robes fluttering, with two strands of black hair blowing behind him in the wind.
His handsome face was filled with reluctance.
A horse galloped up, and Zhao Shu was standing by the roadside. He came to her side, reached out and scooped her onto the horse, and the two rode away.
The wind, mixed with drizzle, brushed against her face, yet felt exceptionally refreshing. Zhao Shu leaned against him, looking up at him, but he lowered his head and kissed her.
A cool sensation on her forehead sent a jolt through Zhao Shu, and she froze. The corners of her mouth involuntarily turned up, a beautiful curve that made Wei Tingsi lose his composure.
Never before had she wished the horse would slow down, but after about half an hour, it stopped. This time, they were outside the city. Zhao Shu looked suspiciously at the empty woods. "Another military camp?"
"Hmm." He didn't know where else to take Zhao Shu besides the military camp, as it wasn't safe anywhere else.
He rode into the woods, making several turns, until he arrived at a camp. A soldier came to lead his horse, and he led Zhao Shu into the tent.
"General, you're back." The speaker spoke with a Sichuan accent.
Upon entering the tent, Zhao Shucai discovered that it was a kitchen, where cooks were busy at work.
"Old Liu, teach me how to make jelly." Wei Tingsi said stiffly.
Old Liu was startled. "General, is the food not good? Please tell me, and I will definitely change it. My brothers are not used to the taste of Sichuan cuisine, so I will make it lighter."
Zhao Shu didn't know what Wei Tingsi was going to do, so she stood aside and watched silently.
Wei Tingsi settled Zhao Shu aside. He didn't mind Lao Liu's misunderstanding, took down the apron hanging on the wall, and put it on himself.
"Old Liu, hurry up, I don't have much time," he urged.
If Wei Tingsi weren't a great general, even the cook Lao Liu would have thought someone was trying to steal his job. After glancing at Zhao Shu, Lao Liu roughly understood: the general was going to cook for his sweetheart...
A wise man keeps away from the kitchen, so why is the general choosing to walk down a path to his death? How can he possibly win the heart of a young lady like this? Old Liu began to worry.
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