The new awning is larger than Mrs. Li's.
Inside the awning, mats were laid on the ground; although wet, they were still relatively clean.
Everything inside the carriage was moved in, and a bed was set up on it, with warm and dry bedding.
The water was boiling in the stove.
Once inside the awning, Danqing heated a cup, poured a cup of hot water for Yuanyao, and handed it to her after it cooled down: "Princess, drink some water to soothe your throat."
Yuan Yao took the cup and obediently held it to drink.
After drinking a cup of hot water, warmth rises from the stomach, and the whole body feels warm.
Po Yue stood to one side: "Is the princess cold?"
Yuan Yao nodded: "A little bit."
As soon as she finished speaking, Po Yue strode over and placed her large, warm hand on her back.
Yuan Yao: "?"
Po Yue said, "I'll help you get rid of the cold."
Yuan Yao then stopped resisting.
After spending the night on the mountain, a considerable amount of cold air had indeed seeped into her body...
Po Yue's inner energy, carrying warmth, flowed through her small body.
After a cup of tea, Yuan Yao felt warm all over.
Po Yue withdrew her hand and pulled her cloak tighter around her.
Yuan Yao looked at him with some worry: "Aren't you afraid of catching the plague if you stay by my side?"
"Princess, you know the Huai River is dangerous, yet you insisted on coming to stay by His Highness's side. Aren't you afraid of endangering your life?" Po Yue asked her in return.
Yuan Yao opened her mouth.
Po Yue said, "If even the princess isn't afraid, what do I have to be afraid of?"
"I'm sorry..." Yuan Yao's soft, childlike voice trailed off, "I made you all go through this dangerous situation with me..."
"It's not the princess's fault," Danqing comforted her gently. "Even without the princess, we, as her subordinates, would still want to stay by His Highness's side."
We are all very pleased that the princess shows such care for His Highness.
There are very few people in the world who truly care about more than nine thousand people.
The people of Qianhua Palace were secretly very happy that his beloved daughter could understand and care for him.
Moreover, the young princess is truly exceptionally intelligent...
As if by magic, Po Yue handed Yuan Yao something: "Do you like it?"
His movements and voice were very unnatural and extremely stiff.
Upon closer inspection, Yuan Yao realized it was a bouquet of flowers.
The small, misty blue flowers are delicate and vibrant.
Yuan Yao accepted the flower and gently sniffed it: "Po Yue, thank you. The flower is beautiful, I like it very much!"
The faint fragrance of flowers dispelled the unease in Yuan Yao's heart.
Beneath the black mist, Po Yue's expression was somewhat unnatural.
However, no one knew about it except himself.
He said coldly, "I'm going to find a piece of ginger."
Before long, Po Yue returned with several pieces of ginger.
Along with the ginger, two oil paper packages were also brought back.
When Danqing opened the package, he found a piece of raw mutton and a lamb rib inside!
The mutton was freshly slaughtered and cut; it was still very fresh.
Po Yue asked, "How would the princess like to eat?"
Looking at the incredibly tender raw mutton, Yuan Yao felt a little hungry.
She was indeed quite hungry, but the Ninth Prince hadn't returned yet...
Seeing that Yuan Yao did not answer for a long time, Po Yue said, "This subordinate will roast meat for the princess."
As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves, stretched his hands out of the awning, and washed them in the cold rainwater.
After washing her hands, Po Yue took out a knife and began cutting the mutton and lamb chops.
"Broken Moon".
The broken moon turned its head.
Yuan Yao looked at him and said, "Use the meat to make soup. When Father comes back, we can give him some to warm him up."
stew?
Po Yue said regretfully, "This meat is better suited for roasting."
He was getting hungry just thinking about roasted lamb chops and lamb skewers...
Yuan Yao insisted, "Make soup!"
So, Poyue somehow got hold of a pot, put it on the stove, added water, and put the meat and seasonings in.
Along with the cookware came a plump, white radish.
Radish and mutton soup, simmered slowly over low heat...
After an unknown amount of time, the torrential rain gradually subsided.
Yuan Yao sat by the stove and looked up outside.
The water level in Huaihe City has risen considerably again.
The remnant wind has been gone for two hours...
Inside the awning, the aroma of mutton soup was exceptionally rich.
Poyue instructed Danqing to bring a small bowl, sprinkle chopped green onions into it, and then fill it with three bowls of hot soup.
Danqing picked up one of the bowls, stirred it gently with a spoon to let the flavor of the scallions fully infuse into the broth, then scooped up a spoonful, let it cool slightly, and brought it to Yuanyao's lips: "Princess, have a taste."
Yuan Yao obediently took a bite.
This mutton soup is incredibly flavorful.
It tastes even better than what the imperial chefs in the palace make.
Po Yue took a sip, her cold voice tinged with a sigh: "This sheep is truly excellent. With such high-quality meat, it must be quite expensive."
Upon hearing this, Yuan Yao silently drank a few more sips.
This sheep was a gift from Yun Chan...
As the group was drinking soup, footsteps sounded again outside the awning.
This time, there were more footsteps.
Yuan Yao was stunned for a moment, then immediately put down her bowl and said to Danqing, "Sister Danqing, go and see who has come."
"It is Your Majesty." Po Yue said, holding a bowl.
Father!
"How did you know?" Yuan Yao asked, both surprised and delighted.
Po Yue said, "Footsteps."
How could Po Yue distinguish the footsteps of the Nine Thousand Years Old?
If he says yes, then it must be!
Yuan Yao stood up excitedly, straightened her skirt, and was about to walk out.
As she walked to the entrance of the awning, she suddenly stopped.
Danqing took the umbrella and followed behind, asking, "Princess? What are you going out for?"
Yuan Yao pursed her lips and said, "Stop Father! Don't let him in!"
She had been in the same shed with Li Zhenzhu and Li Rui for so long; perhaps she had already contracted the plague...
If the Ninth Prince were to come in again, wouldn't she be spreading the plague to him?
no!
She can't let that happen!
Yuan Yao looked at Po Yue: "Go out and stop Father from coming in! Go now!"
Po Yue had no choice but to put down the bowl and slip out of the awning.
The footsteps grew much closer.
Yuan Yao pressed herself against the awning and heard the voice she had been longing to hear: "Where is the princess?"
She thought with heartache: Father's voice is getting hoarse...
Canfeng whispered from the side, "Your Majesty, the Li siblings have contracted the plague, and the princess... the princess may also be infected."
The princess said that His Highness was not allowed to enter.
"The Li siblings?" the Ninth Prince asked in a low, somber voice. "Li Tingfeng's children?"
"Yes," Canfeng replied.
"Excellent, truly excellent!" the Ninth Prince exclaimed. "Guards, summon Li Tingfeng!"
After speaking, he strode towards the awning.
"Your Majesty," Po Yue said coldly, "If Your Majesty truly cares for the Princess, then it's best not to go in."
"Smack!"
The sound of the slap was exceptionally loud.
Po Yue spat out a mouthful of blood, which was quickly washed away by the rain.
The voice of the Ninth Prince was even colder than his: "This slap was because you failed to protect her properly, putting Xiao Yao'er in danger."
After he finished speaking, he raised his hand again.
"Father! Don't break the moon!"
By the awning, the little boy held an umbrella and watched her from afar.
Looking at his precious little dumpling, the Ninth Prince's eyes darkened slightly: "Little Yao'er..."
He was soaking wet and was about to walk this way.
Yuan Yao reached out to stop him: "Father, just stand there, don't come any closer!"
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