Empress, please lay down your armor, for I will save the world with a single sword!

Wu Liang looked up and almost burst out laughing.

Jiang Qingluan had a fierce look on her face, but the tone of her voice just now was delicate, timid, and pitiful.

The contrast is hilarious.

Wu Liang smiled. "Oh, you're hungry too?"

"..."

Jiang Qingluan clenched her fists even tighter. "Are you deaf? Didn't I just say it? Why are you still asking?!"

Wu Liang smiled at her without saying a word.

Jiang Qingluan could only nod slightly, "Mmm~"

Very quietly.

"Hahaha!"

Wu Liang laughed and waved enthusiastically, "Then what are you waiting for? Sit down and eat! I've prepared plenty of ingredients. Even if we had another pig, it would be enough for us."

"You called me a pig?!" Jiang Qingluan's eyes flashed with cold light, her murderous intent palpable.

"No, no, no."

Wu Liang quickly shook his head, secretly delighted. "Miss, please don't misunderstand, it was just an analogy. Aren't you hungry, Miss? Then sit down and eat quickly, the meat won't taste good if it's overcooked. Come, come, eat quickly."

"Hmph~~"

Jiang Qingluan sat down resentfully, staring at the copper pot in front of her that was bubbling with red oil, her delicate eyebrows furrowed into a tight knot.

What kind of food is this?

Vegetables, sliced ​​meat, offal... all sorts of random ingredients are thrown into one pot, like cooking a hodgepodge.

That's not presentable!

After being cooked and taken out, you still have to dip it into that yellowish, sticky, muddy stuff in the bowl, which looks disgusting.

What she couldn't stand the most was that, judging from the situation, she was going to have to share food with this lecherous man across from her.

That's disgusting.

She was born into a noble family and had always enjoyed a large table of delicacies by herself since childhood. Even the serving of food was done by special palace maids. When had she ever shared food with someone else in the same bowl?

Wu Liang knew what she was thinking the moment he looked up.

Hot pot may not be considered a high-class dish, but it is indeed delicious.

"It tastes really good, want to try some?"

Jiang Qingluan sat upright, her face cold, and didn't even touch her chopsticks.

Fine, don't eat it then.

Wu Liang was too lazy to argue and stopped trying to persuade him. He picked up a large piece of perfectly cooked mutton, rolled it in the sesame sauce, and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing it until his mouth was full of oil.

Then, pick up the wine glass next to you and take a small sip of wine; it's simply wonderful.

The aroma, carried by the heat, wafted straight into Jiang Qingluan's nose...

"Gurgle..."

Waves of hunger washed over me, and my mouth started to water uncontrollably.

Jiang Qingluan's cheeks flushed, and she swallowed hard.

"Bear with it, wait until you're healed, then kill him to silence him. No one will know anything about this today!"

After mentally preparing herself, she finally reluctantly picked up her chopsticks, forced herself to swallow her nausea, and took a small piece of meat from the boiling soup. Without even glancing at the bowl of yellowish dipping sauce, she put it directly into her mouth.

He closed his upper and lower teeth and chewed twice.

Ok? !

Jiang Qingluan's peach blossom eyes instantly became round and bright.

(ΩДΩ)！

It smells so good!

The meat was tender, and the spicy and numbing flavor exploded on her tongue, instantly dispelling the chill in her body.

She couldn't resist, and with her chopsticks, she scooped another piece of meat from the pot and put it in her mouth.

It smells so good!

Wu Liang glanced at her without showing any emotion, secretly amused.

The "it smells so good" principle is truly powerful; some people are just shameless!

He suppressed a laugh and pointed with his chopsticks to the bowl of sesame sauce in front of her: "Dip some in that, it'll taste even better if you eat it all over."

Jiang Qingluan paused, looked at the yellowish paste in front of her, and asked with disdain, "What is this?"

"My specially formulated secret sauce."

Wu Liang raised an eyebrow, his tone extremely confident, "Try it yourself. If you don't like it, you can hit me."

Seeing how confident he was, and recalling the already amazing taste from before, Jiang Qingluan wondered: Could it be that it would taste even better with this?

She picked up a piece of mutton with some skepticism, dipped it lightly in the yellow paste, and put it in her mouth.

Next second,

Jiang Qingluan froze.

Is there really such a delicious food in the world?!

The so-called master chefs in the royal kitchen only produce bland, watery garbage!

From that moment on, the Ninth Princess of the Great Zhou Dynasty's reserved dining demeanor completely collapsed. Her movements of picking up food suddenly became faster, one chopstick after another, eating with lightning speed, sweat beading on her forehead, and even her red lips were slightly swollen from the spiciness.

Before long, the once full copper pot was reduced to just a pot of red soup.

"Hey, don't rush."

Looking at her starving appearance, Wu Liang chuckled and picked up the plate beside him. "There's more here. I'll cook you some more."

Jiang Qingluan didn't care about saving face at this moment, and actually took the initiative to pick up the vegetables next to her and help put them into the pot.

The two of them happily scooped meat from the pot in the dimly lit kitchen, separated by rising steam.

Eat until you're completely satisfied.

Wu Liang casually picked up an empty cup, poured her a glass of wine, and pushed it towards her: "This is a medicinal wine I made myself. I added herbs that promote blood circulation and remove blood stasis. Drinking a little will help your recovery."

Jiang Qingluan stopped what she was doing and looked up at him.

He who eats another's food is bound to do so.

This time, her attitude was noticeably better than before. She gave a soft "hmm" and took a sip of her wine.

Put down the cup.

She turned her face away somewhat awkwardly and awkwardly added, "Thank you."

"Hey, don't be so polite."

Wu Liang waved his hand dismissively and said with a smile, "The young lady has already promised to give me ten thousand taels of gold in the future, so what is a mere meal?"

Speaking of this,

Jiang Qingluan's previously gentle expression hardened slightly. She remained silent, simply lowering her head to continue eating.

Wu Liang secretly lamented the loss.

Tsk, I was hoping to take advantage of her being in a good mood to find out more about this little vixen, but it turns out this woman's mouth is tighter than a clam shell.

However, he wasn't in a hurry; haste makes waste.

His gaze swept casually over Jiang Qingluan's blood-stained, tattered clothes, a hint of amusement flashing in his eyes.

Given her current situation, she'll need to ask me for help many more times in the future, so I'll take it slow.

……

After a satisfying meal, we returned to our room.

Because of last night's "frankness," Jiang Qingluan was clearly mentally prepared today and behaved very cooperatively.

Wu Liang turned his back, and behind him came the rustling sound of clothes being taken off.

A moment later, Jiang Qingluan lay flat on the couch, her voice cold and clear: "Let's begin."

Wu Liang turned around and glanced at it.

Yes, the scenery is exactly the same as yesterday.

Her skin was as white as snow, her figure was long and shapely, and of course, there was that embroidered bodice with a hole cut in the chest by a sword.

He skillfully opened the sandalwood needle box, took a deep breath, and began to concentrate on acupuncture.

About half an hour later, the acupuncture treatment was completed.

Wu Liang wiped the fake sweat from his forehead and poured out another Nine-Turn Rejuvenation Pill from the porcelain bottle.

Seeing him carrying a water glass and about to come over again,

Jiang Qingluan quickly tried to sit up, saying, "I feel much better today, no need to trouble yourself, I can do it myself."

"No!"

Wu Liang's face hardened, and he shoved her back into the covers, his tone extremely stern. "Remember, you mustn't move around after acupuncture. Your Qi and blood are being rebuilt in your meridians; you must rest absolutely! Do you want to ruin everything?"

Jiang Qingluan could only open her mouth again in frustration.

Just like yesterday, Wu Liang put the pill into her mouth and then fed her water from a glass.

"Alright, you should get some rest."

Wu Liang didn't linger and turned to leave decisively.

Back in the room,

He took off his shoes, sat cross-legged on the couch, closed his eyes, and eagerly began to circulate the Longevity Mantra again.

The sooner you develop strong internal energy, the better you'll be at protecting yourself.

At this time.

In the room separated by a wall.

Jiang Qingluan lay motionless under the brocade quilt, staring at the dark ceiling.

One moment my mind is filled with Wu Liang's smug, lecherous face, the next with his fierce expression calling me a pig-headed idiot, and then there's that boiling hot pot...

Her exquisitely beautiful face displayed a constantly shifting and extremely complex expression.

……