Mu Silin froze in embarrassment.
He hurriedly poured some more water out of the stone pot.
"How about now? Is this enough?"
Shen Yue’s eye twitched. "Now it’s too little!"
The subordinates in the shadows:
"Go, General! You have to do well!"
Mu Silin quickly poured a little more in.
Shen Yue: "Alright, that’s enough."
Mu Silin put down the bucket and nervously wiped the sweat from his forehead.
After speaking, Shen Yue turned around, took out a few sweet potatoes from the Spiritual Spring, and was about to wash them.
As she was about to walk out of the courtyard gate, Lan Cangyue, quick as a flash, rushed over.
"I’ll wash them."
With that, he took the sweet potatoes from her hands and ran to the reservoir.
He didn’t know what they were, having never seen them before.
But just like the potatoes she had thrown at him the other day, they were covered in mud.
’So, washing them clean can’t be wrong!’
Shen Yue’s lips twitched as she watched Lan Cangyue’s rapidly retreating back and his swirling, ice-blue robes.
’Why do I feel like the color of his clothes looks a bit like that fish that suddenly disappeared from the pond?’
She started to fry the eggs.
She lit the fire.
But it turned out she didn’t have enough dry firewood on hand.
She stood up, about to go gather some.
But Ye Lüqi, at her side, was even faster. In a flash, he had gathered a pile for her.
He tossed it coolly onto the ground.
Ye Lüqi:
"If that’s not enough, I’ll go get more!"
Shen Yue: "..."
’This lion,’ she thought, ’just two days ago, he was full of nothing but disdain and contempt for this body’s original owner.’
’And now, this attitude, this speed, this perceptiveness...’
’I’m so not used to this!’
The fire had just been lit.
Shen Yue was just about to fry the eggs...
"THUD!"
Two very dead wild boars were thrown down at her feet.
Shen Yue jumped in fright and looked up.
She saw Huang Ziyue, his face taut, speaking stiffly.
"Caught them this morning."
Shen Yue’s eye twitched.
’Why is it that from this angle, Huang Ziyue’s divinely handsome, icy face doesn’t seem quite so expressionless?’
Huang Ziyue looked a little unnatural under her gaze.
"If it’s not enough, I’ll go catch more."
Shen Yue stared at the two pigs on the ground.
’They’re huge. How could it not be enough?’
’This is enough to eat for days!’
Just then, Lan Cangyue returned with the washed sweet potatoes and took the initiative to speak.
"Look, are they clean? If they’re not clean enough, I’ll wash them again!"
He added,
"By the way, my name is Lan Cangyue."
Shen Yue met his pure, ice-blue eyes, which were slightly bewitching and alluring. She was momentarily stunned.
’Lan Cangyue?’
For a moment, she was completely dazzled by his charm.
She cleared her throat.
"No need, thank you."
Shen Yue took the sweet potatoes and started boiling them in water.
Then she added the corn she had prepared.
She glanced at the wild boars on the ground, planning to pick the smaller one to roast whole.
Seeing her about to handle the boar, Mu Silin eagerly took over.
"Let me handle it for you."
After all, he had watched Shen Yue’s roasting process from the shadows many times.
So, in a few quick and efficient moves, he had the wild boar cleaned and prepped.
Shen Yue watched him expertly handle the boar.
’As expected of the man who’s been spying on me the longest,’ she thought to herself. ’This skillful technique... it’s like he secretly learned the master’s art from Si Muye.’


The moment he said this, Mu Silin and the other three men standing by his side stared at him.
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