The charming widow of the Marquis's mansion: The stable boy carries the flag and raises the dra

Qin Minglan had gotten used to Ye Niannu's straightforward approach, so she gave up resisting.

You can't beat them in a fight, and you can't win an argument with them.

The charcoal fire was already burning, and the iron rack was filled with all sorts of ingredients.

Wang Long stood in front of the grill, flipping the meat skewers with one hand and sprinkling cumin and chili powder with the other, his movements skillful and composed.

Qin Minglan and Ye Niannu stared intently at Wang Long's movements, while Luo Hanyi sat elegantly to the side.

Wang Long quickly grilled a skewer.

"Offerings to the Great..."

Wang Long saw Ye Niannu's face fall instantly and quickly changed his tune.

"Niannu, would you like to try some?"

This time, Qin Minglan urged him on instead of arguing.

"Try the old man's cooking."

Ye Niannu took the bite and her eyes lit up instantly.

"tasty!"

Her voice rose an octave, and she took another big bite, her cheeks bulging out like a little hamster.

Murong Qing stood outside the pavilion, looking at this place from afar, hesitating whether to go over.

Qin Minglan saw her, waved, and shouted.

"Your Highness, come quickly!"

Knowing Wang Long's culinary skills, Murong Qing could no longer resist and went over to sit down next to Qin Minglan.

"Your Highness, this is yours~"

Wang Long gently handed her several skewers.

Murong Qing took it and ate it in small bites.

Her eating habits were much more elegant than Qin Minglan's and Ye Niannu's.

Wang Long watched the three women sitting around the grill, their mouths greasy from eating, and felt a surge of satisfaction.

Luo Hanyi held a cup of tea in her hands and watched quietly.

Wang Long picked up a skewer of grilled meat, walked up to her, and handed it to her.

"Madam, please have some too."

Luo Hanyi looked at the skewer of meat, hesitated for a moment, and then took it.

She took a bite, chewed it carefully, and nodded.

"good."

Wang Long also prepared some wine, and the five of them ate, drank, and chatted.

After a few rounds of drinks, Qin Minglan drank several glasses of fruit wine, her face flushed, and she became much bolder.

She leaned on Wang Long's shoulder, her almond-shaped eyes half-open and half-closed, muttering to herself.

"Old man, tell me, am I not the most important person to you?"

Before Wang Long could answer, Ye Niannu spoke first.

"Of course not!"

Qin Minglan sat up abruptly, glaring at Ye Niannu, and instantly became furious.

Why not?

"Because I am!"

Ye Niannu spoke with self-righteous indignation, her chin held high in arrogance.

The two started arguing again.

Luo Hanyi sat to the side, watching this scene, her lips twitching slightly.

She picked up her teacup, took a small sip, and pretended not to have seen anything.

Murong Qing sat in the corner, watching silently, her eyes wide open, muttering to herself.

"Is the old man... that popular?"

Looking at Ye Niannu in front of her, Murong Qing had a lot to say, but didn't know how to start.

Ye Niannu noticed her gaze and asked.

"Is there something you want to say to me?"

Murong Qing nodded and mustered her courage to ask.

"My lord, the Great Qian Dynasty is in such chaos right now, why don't you take action to suppress these villains?"

Ye Niannu took a bite of meat and said calmly.

"Because this is the domain of your Murong family."

"I am merely a worshipper, not the emperor."

"My duty is to safeguard the fate of the Great Qian Dynasty and to intervene in times of crisis, not to interfere in politics."

"Your father is the emperor, and your elder brother is the crown prince. Governing the country and handling state affairs are their business, not mine."

Murong Qing fell silent.

She understood that Ye Niannu was right.

Offerings are offerings, and the emperor is the emperor.

Each performs its own duties and follows its own path.

"and……"

Ye Niannu paused, her voice lowering slightly.

"The enemies of the Great Qian Dynasty are not limited to those on the surface."

Murong Qing raised her head, her eyes full of confusion.

"Who else?"

Ye Niannu did not answer directly, but looked at the distant sky with a deep gaze.

"I can sense that there are several powerful auras in the shadows, constantly spying on the Great Qian."

"If I were to intervene to quell this chaos, those enemies lurking in the shadows would seize the opportunity to exploit the situation."

Murong Qing's expression changed.

"so……"

"Therefore, I cannot move."

Ye Niannu withdrew her gaze and looked at Murong Qing.

"I am the last trump card of the Great Qian Dynasty."

"This card can only be played once."

"I must act at the crucial moment to deal with the real enemy."

Murong Qing's fingers tightened slightly, gripping the hem of her skirt.

She got it.

"My lord..."

Murong Qing's voice was choked with emotion.

"I see."

Ye Niannu looked at her, a hint of heartache flashing in her eyes, and reached out to gently rub her head.

"Little girl, don't overthink it."

"Your father and elder brother are not ordinary people; they can hold on."

"What you need to do is cultivate diligently and become stronger as soon as possible."

"When you become strong, you will be able to help them share the burden."

Murong Qing bit her lip and nodded vigorously.

She raised her head and looked at Ye Niannu, her eyes filled with determination.

"My lord, I will certainly do my best!"

Night falls.

The Marquis's residence was shrouded in the deep darkness of night.

Qin Minglan was pulled back to the courtyard by Luo Hanyi, and before leaving, she glared at Ye Niannu.

He muttered, "Why did you pull me, sister-in-law?"

The sound grew farther and farther away, gradually disappearing.

Murong Qing also returned to her own courtyard, leaving only Wang Long and Ye Niannu.

The night breeze rustled the bamboo leaves.

Wang Long stood in the courtyard, looking at Ye Niannu with a somewhat uneasy expression.

Ye Niannu seemed to sense his nervousness, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly.

"Why are you so nervous? I'm not going to eat you."

Wang Long coughed lightly.

Ye Niannu walked up to him, reached out her hand, and took his hand in hers.

Palms pressed together, the tactile sensation is distinct.

Ye Niannu's hands were small and soft, and Wang Long blushed and his heart raced.

Ye Niannu took his hand and led him towards the main room.

"Come on, let's go inside and talk."

Wang Long was pulled along by her, his steps a little stiff.

Inside the main room, the candlelight flickered.

Ye Niannu pulled Wang Long to sit down on the edge of the bed and looked at him intently.

"My lord."

"Um?"

"You don't need to be nervous. I'm not ready for dual cultivation with you yet."

Wang Long was taken aback. He thought that Ye Niannu was so clingy to him, she must have been impatient for a long time.

Ye Niannu sighed, feeling it was a pity.

"Because you are too weak right now."

Wang Long's body stiffened; he was struck again.

"The spiritual energy within me is more than ten thousand times greater than yours."

"If you cultivate with me, the spiritual energy within me will uncontrollably flow into your body."

"Your current physical strength simply cannot withstand it."

"At best, it can sever the meridians; at worst, it can cause immediate death."

Wang Long's face turned pale. Dual cultivation could actually be life-threatening?!

Ye Niannu withdrew her hand, sat down on the edge of the bed, and swung her legs back and forth.

"At least not now, sigh~ what a pity~"

"If I had found you sooner, with your talent, you would probably be stronger than me by now."

Wang Long was shocked. Had he surpassed Ye Niannu?

I am just a useless body. Without a system, it would be useless to cultivate for a lifetime.

Ye Niannu tilted her head and looked at him, her eyes full of love.

She reached out and cupped Wang Long's face in her hands, speaking softly.

"You'd better get stronger quickly, I want to give myself to you as soon as possible!"