Just then, Tokugi Shingo's expression suddenly changed, and he looked towards the door, shouting sharply, "Who is it!"
A woman's voice came from outside the door, "My lord, it's me. I've come to bring the general some nourishing soup."
Shingo Tokuyoshi and Yasuhito Tokuyoshi exchanged a glance before Shingo Tokuyoshi spoke, "Come in."
Then Izumi Masako respectfully entered carrying a tray. "General, the tonic soup has just been cooked. It won't be good if it gets cold. I will serve you the soup."
Shingo Tokugi had been staring at Masako Izumi ever since she entered, as if trying to find something amiss in her, but Masako Izumi remained calm and showed no signs of anything unusual.
Deyi Xinwu withdrew his gaze, stood up, and bowed slightly to Deyi Kangren. "General, I shall take my leave now."
Tokuyoshi Yasuhito nodded slightly, and Izumi Masako, holding a tray, bowed to Tokuyoshi Shingo.
Shingo Tokuyoshi walked to the door, paused, and turned to look at Masako Izumi. "Minister Odai, your responsibility is to take good care of the Shogun. You know the consequences if you do anything inappropriate."
Izumi Masako bowed again, "Masako will remember this."
After Tokuyoshi Shingo left, Izumi Masako knelt down, took a small bowl, poured out a small bowl of soup, and drank it herself.
Then he picked up a small spoon to feed De Yikangren soup.
Tokugi Yasuhito frowned, looking disgusted. "Let Nami do it."
Masako Izumi paused, her eyes darkening slightly, but her expression remained unchanged. She gently put down the spoon and said softly, "Yes."
Izumi Masako returned to the room, and Ueno Chinatsu hurried to her side, "Midai-sho, the Shogun doesn't need you to serve him again?"
Masako Izumi gave a wry smile. "He's never been like this before. I'm used to it."
Ueno Chinatsu sighed inwardly. She had been married into the shogunate with Odai-sho for almost thirty years. The gentle and smiling princess she once was had long since lost her former charm.
If it weren't for the general, Princess Ji wouldn't be in this predicament.
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The next day, as sunlight streamed into the room, Su Ruojin opened her eyes and saw Xiao Yanchu looking at her tenderly beside her. "Ajin, you're awake. You must have been exhausted last night."
Su Ruojin suddenly remembered everything that happened last night, her face flushed red, and she said angrily, "How dare you say that?"
Xiao Yanchu chuckled softly, pulled Su Ruojin into his arms, and gently kissed her forehead. His voice was hoarse and alluring, "I'll be more careful in the future and won't let Ajin get too tired."
Su Ruojin blushed even more. She had to admit, this was quite something about Xiao Yanchu...
It looks rather...tempting.
Just as she was about to say something, she heard Nian'er's excited voice from outside, "Father, Mother, please get up quickly, Nian'er has learned the Ink Dance Sword Technique."
Urged out of bed by her daughter, Su Ruojin gave Xiao Yanchu a nudge, grabbed her clothes, and said somewhat embarrassedly, "Nian'er is going to laugh at us."
Xiao Yanchu stood up slowly and smiled, "No, she will only be happy for the love between her father and mother."
"You're so shameless." Su Ruojin rolled her eyes at Xiao Yanchu, quickly got dressed, and opened the door.
Nian'er, carrying a small wooden sword, rushed into Su Ruojin's arms as soon as she saw her. "Mother, Mother, I've learned the Ink Dance Sword Technique. Come on, Nian'er will practice for you."
After saying that, Nian'er pulled Su Ruojin into the courtyard, completely ignoring Xiao Yanchu.
Su Ruojin looked at her daughter, who was practicing swordsmanship quite well, and felt very gratified. Xiao Yanchu walked to her side and looked at Nian'er together.
“Nian’er is like you, able to endure hardship and resilient.”
"Father, Mother, how did my training go?" Nian'er, covered in sweat, ran towards the two of them after sheathing her sword.
"Nian'er is really amazing." Su Ruojin took out a handkerchief and wiped Nian'er's sweat.
"Mother, can I go out for a walk with my older brother today?" Nian'er asked, then whispered to Su Ruojin, "Mother, if you're worried, you can have Uncle An Yi and Uncle An Er secretly follow us."
Seeing her daughter so well-behaved, Su Ruojin couldn't bear to restrain her and smiled, "Okay, but come back early."
"Yes, ma'am." Nian'er happily ran off to tell Wu Yushan about it.
At this moment, Xiao Yanchu saw Hu Qing walking towards them with a strange expression not far away.
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