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No longer teasing his Elder Brother, He Yu and Xiao Yao both got up from the table and started eating together.
The dishes in the south are mostly lighter, and the food on the table was not complicated: a tofu soup, braised pork knuckle with radish, and two or three stir-fried dishes. Although the knife skills and seasoning were certainly not as refined as those of their home cook, overall it was still quite good and not unpleasant to eat.
Xiao Yao swallowed the last sip of soup and put down her bowl. "I'm full."
"Just this much?" He Yu frowned. "Is it not to your taste?"
"No, it's quite good," Xiao Yao shook her head. "I usually don't eat much at night. You can ask my Elder Brother."
He Yu turned to look at Xiao Mo Yi with a questioning gaze. Xiao Mo Yi could only nod honestly. "Yeah, our family is like that; we don't eat much at night."
Hearing this answer, He Yu felt reassured. He nodded. "That's right, it's all about health."
"Hehe, yes," Xiao Yao nodded in agreement. Seeing her cheerful smile made He Yu feel delighted. He patted her head, signaling her to wait for him.
Xiao Yao obediently sat in her seat waiting for He Yu to finish his meal. Meanwhile, Xiao Mo's eyes widened in disbelief. Could their relationship really have changed so drastically? They had only been together in the carriage for a short time, and now they were this close?!
Xiao Mo Yi suddenly felt that his brain was not functioning properly; these two were truly dazzling.
After finishing dinner, He Yu suggested, "Shall we go for a walk?"
"Sure, let's digest," Xiao Yao stood up. "I took a nap today, so I'm feeling energetic now anyway."
"Alright." He Yu smiled and took Xiao Yao's hand as they headed outside. Xiao Yao looked at Xiao Mo Yi. "Aren't you coming?"
"I'm not going; I'm going back to read," Xiao Mo Yi shook his head. "Come on, what am I supposed to do while you two are being all lovey-dovey? Be a third wheel?!"
Originally, he thought that Xiao Yao would at least try to persuade him to join them, but the harsh reality proved he was overthinking it. Xiao Yao simply nodded naturally and kindly reminded him, "That's fine, but don't read too much at night; it will hurt your eyes. We're off!"
With that, she waved her hand and happily left with He Yu.
Leaving Xiao Mo Yi alone in the room with tears streaming down his face. What happened to their sibling bond? Is this what they call blood relations? This is just too frustrating.
The town naturally couldn't compare to Nanping City in terms of prosperity, but there were always some interesting things to discover, so exploring a bit more wouldn't be bad.
As they walked, suddenly a troop of soldiers appeared before them. The leader walked directly towards He Yu, stopped in front of him, and saluted, "This humble officer Zhao Yan, Cavalry Officer, greets Lord Xuanping."
"Get up. Are you transporting supplies, Lord Zhao?" He Yu asked with a smile.
"Yes, the situation in the southwest has worsened recently. I am responsible for transporting some supplies from here. The south is prosperous and wealthy, so it is easier to gather supplies there," Zhao Yan replied.
He Yu nodded and patted his shoulder with a smile, saying, "Very good. You are quite clever."
Upon hearing He Yu's words, a glimmer of excitement flashed in Zhao Yan's eyes. "My lord, I..."
"Alright, make sure to deliver these supplies to the front lines properly. I will speak on your behalf in front of the emperor," He Yu said with a smile.
"Thank you for your kindness, my lord!" Zhao Yan said joyfully and immediately bowed deeply to He Yu. He Yu waved his hand to signal Zhao Yan to rise. It was then that Zhao Yan noticed a young lady beside He Yu, who was curiously looking at him. The man, who was used to mingling among men, immediately turned red in the face. "This, this young lady..."
Hearing Zhao Yan call her, Xiao Yao did not look at him but instead turned to look at He Yu.
He Yu chuckled and ruffled Xiao Yao's hair. "Be good, don't cause trouble. Lord Zhao doesn't have as thick a skin as your husband."
"Husband? Lady?" Upon hearing He Yu's words, Zhao Yan's eyes widened in surprise. "Could it be that this is the one the emperor bestowed upon you..."
Before Zhao Yan could finish his sentence, he saw He Yu nodding with a smile. Zhao Yan immediately stood up straight and said loudly, "This humble officer greets the princess!"
"Ah!" This sudden exclamation startled Xiao Yao, causing her to instinctively lean closer to He Yu. He Yu took the opportunity to wrap an arm around Xiao Yao and said, "Zhao Yan, your voice scared my princess."
"I..." Zhao Yan stood there awkwardly, looking like a child unsure of what to do.
Seeing this, Xiao Yao could only express that indeed soldiers were all so endearing! This was true throughout history and across cultures—how charming!
She recalled that in modern times, her biggest dream was to marry a soldier; now seeing these ancient soldiers was just as delightful!
Xiao Yao smiled and said, "Alright now, don't tease him anymore. He's a pillar of the nation, standing on the front lines of life and death; let him go quickly."
This statement came purely from Xiao Yao's modern way of thinking; she hardly realized there was anything wrong with it. In contrast, Zhao Yan's face turned pale immediately. "No, no! Your Highness is overpraising me! I... I am just... how could I compare to my lord..."
At this moment, Zhao Yan was so frightened that he was at a loss for words. He didn't even know what he was saying; he only felt cold sweat continuously dripping from his forehead.
He Yu watched silently, neither angry nor displaying any other emotions, simply saying, "Get up. Just keep this between us."
"Yes, I understand," Zhao Yan replied. Fortunately, aside from the three of them, everyone else was at a distance, and He Yu's words did not imply any further inquiry. Zhao Yan quietly sighed in relief, thinking that this lady was indeed astonishing with her words; it would be better to leave early. "If there’s nothing else, I will take my leave."
"Go ahead," He Yu waved his hand, allowing Zhao Yan to leave.
After Zhao Yan took his leave and walked a distance away, he finally let out a long breath and wiped the sweat from his forehead. He secretly turned back to see Xuanping Wang and the future princess still standing in place. Xuanping Wang took out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from the young lady of the Xiao Family's forehead, his gaze serious as if the person before him was a rare treasure worth cherishing for a lifetime.
Indeed, Zhao Yan had encountered this carefree prince a few times in the capital, but he had never seen such seriousness in his eyes before.
In a daze, he heard the prince say to the future princess, "Be good... don’t lose your composure... in your heart..."
Perhaps this girl truly was as described in the emperor's decree.
She must be the one who occupies the prince's dreams and thoughts.
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