She slowly approached until her warm breath sprayed on Ye Lingyu's neck, causing Ye Lingyu to tremble and almost fall over.
She quickly grabbed Cheng Qingyan's neck again, and muttered angrily, "Shameless! Your mother is right here, how dare you!"
He nestled against Ye Lingyu's neck, inhaling deeply, then leaned in to kiss her lips again with lingering affection. After a few caresses, he finally released her, saying, "They can't see. Besides, even if they did, so what? Is it against the law for me to kiss my own wife? I can kiss her however I want."
Ye Lingyu's breathing was unsteady, and her ears turned red: "You're shameless!"
Cheng Qingyan grinned slyly and leaned closer, saying, "My wife, you know I can be even more shameless~"
With the bean vines blocking Yun Yue and the others' prying eyes, Cheng Qingyan's mind began to wander. The bean pods were almost picked; now it was time to go home.
Home is a warm harbor, a safe haven, and their own private world.
"My lady, I'll spare you for now, but remember to pay me back double when we get back." After saying that, Cheng Qingyan stood up and helped Ye Lingyu up.
Ye Lingyu ruthlessly stretched out her foot and stepped on Cheng Qingyan's foot: "Here you go now."
After stomping on her foot, she ran to Yun Yue's side, completely ignoring the person behind her who was hopping and stomping on her foot.
Cheng Qingyan was too bold and went too far just now.
Yun Yue and the others were right nearby, and although the beans in the field were blocking their view, it was still too dangerous. If someone suddenly stood up and looked over, they would see the two of them kissing in broad daylight—that would be incredibly embarrassing!
Jiang Jiang straightened up, trying her best to see what was wrong with Cheng Qingyan and why she was screaming so miserably.
Tingyu held her in her arms, and only then did she notice that Cheng Qingyan was still holding her foot, as if her foot was injured.
In that instant, she felt a pang of regret. Had she gone too far? If her father were really injured, things would be terrible. How would she ever have a good life again? If she had to take care of her father at such a young age, her situation seemed even worse.
After returning from the fields, the group busied themselves shelling soybeans. With fresh soybeans in hand, Cheng Qingyan wanted to eat soybean buns.
I'm not sure if that's the name, but I remember someone made pancakes by crushing fresh beans and mixing them with flour. The cooked pancakes could also be pan-fried and then cooked in a soup to make soup pancakes, which were also very delicious.
If you roll the dough for bean cakes thinner, you can also make bean cake noodles, which are also very delicious.
In short, Cheng Qingyan believes that fresh beans can be used to make many kinds of delicious food that are mouthwatering.
Some pods were shelled of beans, while others were made into boiled edamame.
Cheng Qingyan and Ye Lingyu made the boiled edamame in the kitchen. Cheng Qingyan described the taste and general method of making boiled edamame, while Ye Lingyu carried out the actual operation, adjusting the seasoning and making more detailed preparations based on Cheng Qingyan's description.
Some of the seasonings here weren't complete, so Cheng Qingyan used chili peppers from her spatial storage to increase the spiciness. This chili pepper concoction greatly enhanced the flavor of the boiled edamame.
Moreover, boiled edamame, whether hot or cold, is a great choice as a snack with drinks.
Upon its release, it quickly became a popular side dish alongside peanuts, enjoyed by many drinkers. It was later sold in all of Cheng Qingyan's restaurants, where it received widespread acclaim.
This peaceful period didn't last long before news came from Kyoto.
Prince Ning sent a message ordering Yun Yue to bring Cheng Qingyan back to the capital, saying that the emperor wanted to see Cheng Qingyan. This was tantamount to issuing an imperial decree to Cheng Qingyan and the others, forcing them to embark on their journey back to the capital after the autumn harvest.
Before leaving, Ye Lingyu took Bai Ruosu's memorial tablet with her. Although her remains could not be transported back to the capital, this tablet could go with them to the capital, to the places she wanted to go but was unable to visit in her lifetime.
The procession of carriages and horses took more than a month to travel from Mengjia Village to Kyoto.
From the falling leaves of autumn to the first snowfall of the season, the carriage procession finally reached its destination.
When Princess Ning's grand procession arrived in the capital, Prince Ning personally led a group of people to greet her at the city gate.
Jiang Jiang hadn't had a proper rest from start to finish in order to keep up with the journey. Now that the carriage had entered the city, she simply couldn't stay inside it any longer.
Upon entering the main urban area, the place was bustling with activity and filled with lively chatter.
Jiang Jiang had already climbed out of the carriage and sat next to the driver, curiously looking around at the new environment.
Kyoto truly lives up to its name; its wide, straight streets are clean and flat. The street they're walking on right now is several times wider than even the widest and largest street in Enning County.
The people coming and going were all dressed in fine silks and satins, and the shops and residential buildings on both sides of the road were also spacious and magnificent. Pavilions and towers stood in rows, and all kinds of pedestrians moved between different shops.
She curiously looked around at the unfamiliar, bustling streets, but she couldn't get out of the car to play freely, which made her very unhappy.
It wasn't until they reached the residential area that Jiang Jiang realized the difference between the rich and the powerful.
The wealthy can buy and build mansions, but no matter how much they build according to the architectural standards that symbolize power, the wealthy cannot overstep these standards, or they will be beheaded.
There were no pedestrians in front of the Ning Prince's Mansion, and the spacious gate could accommodate more than a dozen carriages at the same time.
After getting off the bus, Jiang Jiang excitedly looked around. The walls of the Prince Ning's mansion were really tall, several times higher than their own courtyard. Climbing over the wall would definitely be a lot of trouble.
Moreover, their carriage stopped directly in the open space outside the Ning Prince's residence, and they had to walk in to get into the courtyard themselves. Judging from the gate and walls of the Ning Prince's residence, it was probably a two-mile walk to their resting place.
The initial joy she felt in the new environment vanished at this moment. Before even entering the Prince Ning's residence, Jiang Jiang, looking extremely tired, took Cheng Qingyan and Ye Lingyu's hands.
As if wilted by the sun, she tugged at Cheng Qingyan's hand and whispered like a thief, "Father, although Grandfather's house looks big, Jiangjiang thinks it's not as good as ours. It's too inconvenient."
Cheng Qingyan glanced at the gate of the Ning Prince's mansion and ruffled Jiang Jiang's hair: "You already know before we even go inside? When did Jiang Jiang become so amazing~"
Jiangjiang covered her mouth with her hand and leaned closer to say, "Our carriage can't drive directly into Grandpa's yard. Dad, you can tell from Grandpa's house that it's very big. If we go in, Jiangjiang's legs will hurt."
So someone was just being lazy and didn't want to walk.
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