Shen Yue took in everyone’s reactions. With a smirk, she walked into the bamboo house.
She tidied up the house a little, then took a pair of scissors and several padded cotton jackets she had previously tossed into her storage space. She was going to make some winter clothes for the children ahead of time.
She cut the large jackets into smaller pieces with the scissors, then began sewing them together, tailoring them to the little ones’ sizes.
After eating their fill, the little cubs began to roughhouse inside, their cheerful laughter spilling out of the house.
Outside.
Five grown men stared at the roast boar on the stone table, their brows furrowed as they secretly gulped.
Ye Lüqi said, "She said to throw it away, but I feel that would be a terrible waste. How about we split it amongst ourselves?"
Huang Ziyue raised an eyebrow, pursing his lips without speaking.
’Although I’m dying to try it, Shen Yue said to throw it away. How could I bring myself to eat it?’
’I, Huang Ziyue, could never do something so shameless.’
Lan Cangyue swallowed hard. He really, really wanted to eat it.
He hadn’t eaten much food from the land, and he’d never smelled anything this fragrant before.
Then, he came up with a brilliant idea.
"Anyway, these are our cubs’ leftovers. We’re their fathers, so it’s perfectly normal for us to eat what they don’t finish, right? Besides, it’s still hot and perfectly clean. Let’s just put it to a vote. One vote per person on whether to eat it or toss it!"
Mu Silin had already snuck a piece earlier, and the taste was so incredible he couldn’t even begin to describe it.
He cleared his throat and immediately chimed in.
"I think that’s an excellent proposal."
Bai Chaosi, with his gentle features and a bearing as serene as a clear sky after a storm, stood ramrod straight, seemingly wanting no part in this.
But he still covered his lips with his hand and stated his position.
"I’m impartial."
Huang Ziyue shot them a glance with his dark red eyes. He kept a stern, icy expression, but his legs honestly carried him closer.
Seeing his chance, Lan Cangyue announced:
"Alright, let’s start now. Raise your hand if you agree we should throw it away!"
The moment he finished speaking.
Not one of the five men raised a hand.
The men exchanged glances.
Then, by some unspoken agreement, they all averted their eyes.
The feigned indifference on their faces was a sight to behold; each man was a better actor than the last.
Lan Cangyue already knew the outcome, but he proceeded with the vote anyway.
"Then, raise your hand if you agree we should split it!"
He immediately raised his own hand.
Mu Silin, done with the charade, raised his hand as well.
’Nothing wrong with eating my kid’s leftovers, is there?’
’Besides, I saw with my own eyes that Shen Yue didn’t even touch this half when she was carving the meat.’
Ye Lüqi shot a look to the side, a little embarrassed, but his hand shot up quickly nonetheless.
Next was Bai Chaosi. He gracefully adjusted his sleeves and, without a blush or a single flutter of his heart, nonchalantly raised his hand.
At this point, all eyes turned to Huang Ziyue.
His expression was taut, as if he were caught in a war between his pride and his stomach.
Just as he steeled himself under their collective gaze, ready to throw caution to the wind and raise his hand...
...Mu Silin, ever the impatient one, gave him no quarter.
"That’s enough. The Great Emperor Master is far too noble to eat leftovers. Just look at him—he clearly doesn’t want any. Our four votes are enough. The four of us will just split it!"
Ye Lüqi nodded.
"He’s right. We won’t force you, Great Emperor Master!"
’Perfect, one less person to share with,’ he thought. ’I was worried there wouldn’t be enough to go around!’
The hand Huang Ziyue was about to raise froze mid-air.
His face turned so dark it looked like ink might drip from it, but crucially, he couldn’t let his anger show.
Fuming, he let out a cold snort. Deciding he was done with the four of them, he flicked his sleeves and stormed away.
Bai Chaosi watched his retreating, frosty figure, a smirk playing on his lips.
’When it comes to vying for the Female Master, a man that obsessed with his pride will have a hard time getting any meat.’
Once Huang Ziyue was gone.
The four men swiftly divided the roast boar into four equal portions. Ye Lüqi grabbed his share and eagerly took a bite.
Juice burst in his mouth, and his eyes practically popped out of his head.


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