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"Covering up, it looks really ugly." I was being completely frivolous, scratching his chin and touching his earlobe, playing around as if it were great fun. Finally, I met his eyes, those eyes, his face—clearly with such a long scar, yet he still looked like a woman, more like a woman than a woman.
He obediently put on the mask again, which was good, but unfortunately, the mask only covered half of his face. So, I always couldn't forget his womanly face. Feeling bored, I was about to reach out and pull Li Lang's belt, but he suddenly grabbed my wrist. " Biyue, I need to go to Ansai these days. Would you like to come with me?" I wanted to speak, but I quickly pulled my hand away. "I don't want to." This person actually, because of being rejected, was willing to put down his pride and ask softly, "There's a festival there these days, with a lot of fun things I want to..." I could only smile. "Perfect, bring them back. Can we go now? The road is long, and I finally don't have to look at your face..." I paused, seeing a glistening teardrop in his eyes, like the way he used to grit his teeth when I loved him before—so disgusting.
I wonder how many people would be willing to walk with you. In the palace behind, there are three thousand beauties with faces like the Yue'er, each looking at you with the eyes of a lover. Sweet and charming like roses, as pure as daffodils, all with fair skin and black hair, bright eyes and white teeth, graceful and elegant, as if not from this world but descended from heaven. How can they let me, the old master, go? They humiliate me, constantly reminding me with their words and actions. Am I now a prisoner below the steps? It's really funny, Li Lang, you dare to take my place, but you sit so securely.
"Then stay here, Biyue, I'll be back soon, don't miss me. Sichuan, and all directions are left to you, it will be very safe, trust me." He said earnestly, as if he was very moved. I just tasted a piece of lotus seed and osmanthus cake, and he dared to bite it away. "Not awake yet, can I go?" He didn't answer, but bent down to kiss my fingertips before leaving. But he left, ah, peaceful.
Day 1: "The handicrafts here are very interesting, you will definitely like them. I have asked someone to bring back a set for you."
Day 2: " Biyue did not eat yesterday, perhaps she has lost her appetite. Today, I have hired a new chef, Yehudit, who is skilled in the new style of Ansai cuisine."
Day 3: "Yunlin Goose cooked with Fukujin wine and goslings, unique flavor, if you like it, try to have more rice."
Day 4: "Thinking of you."
Day 5: "Forgot my name? It's okay, I will always remind you."
On the sixth day, "The land of Ansai is vast and dry, unusually arid, yet it can produce a plant called 'Huolan' which makes excellent wine."
On the seventh day, "Wine can be taken away, but drink sparingly. Huolan cannot be taken away, it only grows in Ansai."
On the fifteenth day, "I promise you, I will bring back Ansai."
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On the twenty-fourth day, the Grand Marshal returned to the court, and the city of Chang'an was in an uproar. For three days, there was wild celebration. The remote Ansai thus became a vassal of the Tang Dynasty. Our General Li achieved great success but did not seek rewards. Instead, he refused the official invitation, spurred his horse, and hurried back home to see his wife, only to be turned away at the door! Countless young women across the nation were gnashing their silver teeth, wishing they could take his place!
"Time for dinner, are you coming back? Don't you want me to eat?" I just waved my hand slightly, and Li Lang standing at the door immediately understood my meaning and quickly walked towards the dining hall. On the table were the delicious dishes that had been ordered in advance: Peach Blossom Creek Water, Cherry-topped Cheese, Royal Yellow Empress Rice, Jade Soup with Tofu, and a plate of fresh spring vegetables.
"Biyue, you remember." He was very moved, he smiled. He thought that the jade tofu soup on the table should have been personally cooked by me, using winter bamboo shoots, fragrant mushrooms, meat juice, chicken broth, and ham juice to stew into a delicacy.
"Do you like it? Yehudit is a master chef, not only in the Ansai style, but also very skilled in Central Plains cuisine." I walked out and hugged him gently, asking without any sweet words. Just then, his chopsticks fell, one into the plate of tomato with sugar water, and the other onto the shredded pork and egg rice.
"Li Lang, we can't even have a proper meal now? Why did you come back so early?"
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