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Finest Servant Chapter 674
🕑 Added 2023-11-22 10:15:53 +0000 UTCChapter 674 Bewilderment
Though their hearts were entwined in love, they were from nations sensitive to each other's affairs. They had to exercise caution, as it was also a matter of respect for the younger sister.
Lin Wanrong, with his eyes blindfolded, groped around, picking up the scattered documents from the ground, and personally handed them to her. Yueya'er giggled softly, her eyes brimming with unshed tears.
The two shared an understanding beyond words, working together seamlessly. In no time, the golden tent was tidied up neatly.
Stepping out of the tent hand in hand, they found Nalan and Xiangxue, who had been waiting for a while. On seeing them emerge, they knelt down excitedly, exclaiming, "Congratulations, Khan! Congratulations, Khan Consort!"
Yujia’s cheeks flushed with a rosy hue, and she huffed, "You two are getting bolder, daring to deceive me together?!"
"Forgive us, Great Khan!" the two maidservants quickly kowtowed, "We just wanted to surprise you greatly!"
Lin Wanrong, with a smile, played peacemaker, "Both ladies are loyal to their master, please forgive them this once, Great Khan!"
"You’re good at playing the nice guy," Yujia chided him playfully, then gestured to the maidservants, "Rise. But dare to be his accomplices again, and I shall not spare you!"
"Yes!" Nalan and Xiangxue giggled, standing up, "Reporting to the Khan and Khan Consort, dinner is ready. Please, come dine."
Yueya'er nodded, pulling him towards the center of the grassland.
There, a roaring bonfire had been lit. A large wild sheep, hung on a wooden rack, dripped golden juices into the fire, sizzling invitingly.
Yujia, picking up a handful of spices from a nearby dish, sprinkled them onto the meat, causing the oil to shimmer enticingly, filling the air with a delicious aroma.
She then sliced off some tender pieces of meat with a small knife and offered them to him with a playful laugh, "Try my cooking!"
The mutton, initially gamey, was transformed by Yujia's mysterious seasoning. Not only did it eliminate the gamey taste, but the meat was also tender and delicious. Lin Wanrong tasted a few bites and then sighed deeply.
Yueya'er's expression tightened, "Is it not to your liking?"
Shaking his head, Lin Wanrong chuckled, "Little sister, let's open a roast sheep shop on the grassland! With your skills, we'll be the richest in the world in three years!"
"A cunning businessman!" Yujia teased, "I wouldn't dream of doing business with you!"
Little sister was the smartest among the Turkic people. Her skill in roasting sheep was truly unparalleled. Watching him devour the meat, Yujia giggled continuously, taking a piece of silk to gently wipe his face and mouth with utmost tenderness.
As Lin Wanrong feasted heartily, he noticed her affectionate gaze, "Little sister, why don’t you eat?"
Xiangxue smiled, "Khan Consort may not know, but though our Great Khan's culinary skills are excellent, she has disliked meat since childhood, favoring vegetarian dishes."
"Really?!" Lin Wanrong was stunned. A Turk who didn't eat meat?! No wonder little sister was so clever and lively. It was a pity that during their journey across the grasslands and desert, she had never told him.
On the table, there were already several vegetarian dishes, similar to those in Great Hua, stir-fried and ready. Observing his astonished expression, Yujia cast a coquettish glance at him, "What's wrong? Is it not to your liking?"
Lin Wanrong shook his head seriously, "Little sister, this habit of yours isn't good. Eating only meat is certainly wrong, but consuming only vegetables is too one-sided, especially in your current condition—"
He gestured to his round belly, "Eating for one, nourishing for two, now is the time our little treasure needs the most nutrition. You can't starve him! Here, take a bite!"
He picked up a few pieces of lamb and brought them to her lips. Yujia smiled shyly, taking a few small bites. Her face flushed a rosy red, she snuggled into his embrace, gentle as water.
Having been reunited after a long separation, the two were inseparable and sweet, setting aside the grudges of their nations, feeling indescribably happy and joyful.
In this tender moment, Yueya'er suddenly looked up, fixing her gaze on him, "Wo Lao Gong, tell me honestly, have you thought of me every day in these past days? Look at me and answer, and don't blink!"
The girl was indeed commanding! Lin Wanrong chuckled and shook his head, "Think of you every day? I'm sorry, I can't do that."
"What? You—" Yujia's face turned pale with shock, her body trembling.
Lin Wanrong took her hand, smiling warmly, "I can only think of you every minute and second, every moment of the day. If there comes a day when you don't feel my longing, it will be because I have lost my breath."
Yujia stared at him, her chest heaving rapidly, tears suddenly welling up in her eyes. With a sob, she threw herself into his arms, her fists pounding on his chest like drumbeats, crying with joy, "I'll hit you, I'll kill you, you scoundrel! How dare you tease me, how dare you!"
Who in this world could match him in thick-skinned tactics? Just a few words had already shaken the heart of the Golden Blade Khan, famed across the deserts and grasslands, completely falling into his embrace.
"Wo Lao Gong, where did you learn these sweet nothings?" Yujia leaned silently against his chest, her eyelashes trembling, her face flushed red like embers, "You're so good at deceiving! Can you say them to me ten times a day? I love hearing you say them!"
"This—" Lin Wanrong, sweating profusely, patted her shoulder earnestly, "Little sister, you know I'm not good at sweet talk. Although I broke my rule for you this time, sweet words are like the sweetest honey, best savored unexpectedly. If eaten like rice every day, they lose their taste."
"Such a shy person!" Little sister huffed, "I don’t care! When I'm happy, you must share my happiness! And when I'm not, you have to cheer me up!"
Lin Wanrong nodded, "And what if I'm the one who's sad?"
"You'll never get that chance," Yueya'er shook her head slowly, pressing silently against his heart, murmuring, "In this lifetime, I only love my Wo Lao Gong! I will make sure you're always happy and joyful. That's the responsibility of your little sister!"
The responsibility of little sister? Lin Wanrong felt a surge of emotion, his heart deeply moved. He embraced her tender form tightly, unwilling to ever let go.
In their deep affection, they felt as if the world around them had vanished, leaving only them in the vastness of existence.
After some time, Lin Wanrong sighed softly, "Little sister, why don't you ask about Salmu's situation?"
Yujia huffed, casting an annoyed glance at him, "Is there even a need to ask? If you had mistreated Salmu, would you dare to face me?"
Lin Wanrong laughed heartily. Speaking with someone as clever as Yueya'er was both time-saving and effortless. He recounted Salmu's daily life in the capital - his waking and sleeping times, what he ate, what he played, detailing every minute aspect.
Listening, Yujia’s eyes moistened slightly. She shook her head silently, her heart heavy with unspoken thoughts. This was the greatest dilemma between them, and neither knew how to resolve it.
Seeing her sorrowful demeanor, Lin Wanrong sighed deeply, speaking softly, "Don't worry. There will always be a way! Salmu is my brother-in-law, after all. I can't let him spend his entire life unable to return home."
Yueya'er’s face blushed, and she shyly glanced at him a few times, "Who's your brother-in-law? I haven’t agreed to marry you yet!"
"Is that so?" Lin Wanrong grinned, "That's not for you to disagree with. By then, our child will already be calling you mother!"
Little sister's face turned red, her body going limp. Powerlessly, she burrowed her head into his chest and whispered, "It's okay for you to keep Salmu as a pawn. I also have your son as my pawn! Let's see who's more ruthless, hm!"
"That's my son, but also your son, can this even be a competition?" Lin Wanrong shook his head and sighed, his mind filled with worries.
Seeing his dilemma, Yueya'er showed a triumphant smile, giggling, "Now you see how formidable I am? Let's see if you dare to provoke me in the future!"
Her beauty was stunning, her smile enchanting. Lin Wanrong watched her, utterly captivated, "No matter how formidable you are, I'm not afraid. Let's provoke each other life after life!"
Yueya'er’s gaze softened, and she threw herself into his arms, unwilling to speak again.
The two clung to each other, losing track of time. Xiangxue, the maid, approached slowly, her face flushed, "Reporting to the Khan, it's getting late. Please, you and the Khan Consort should rest soon."
Yujia hummed in agreement, lifting her head to look at him shyly, her face as radiant as the dawn, "Wo Lao Gong, will you stay tonight?"
Lin Wanrong’s heart melted, and he nodded hurriedly, "Of course. I came to see little sister!"
"Yes," Xiangxue smiled and left. Yueya'er, both shy and happy, clutched his hand tightly.
"But I must leave tomorrow—"
"What?" Yujia’s face fell, tears welling up in her eyes as she fiercely let go of his hand.
Lin Wanrong shook his head with a bitter smile, ignoring her struggle and firmly grasping her hand, "Do you think I want to leave? In fact, I'm in a hurry to go because I want to return sooner!"
Yueya'er was startled, her large, expressive eyes staring at him. Yet, she was too proud to speak.
Lin Wanrong sighed quietly, "It's almost the end of the year, and I have one last thing to do. I'm restless until it's finished. Once this final wish is fulfilled, I'll have no more concerns. Then I can return to the grasslands to see you. Wherever little sister wishes to go, I'll accompany you. There are many good days ahead."
Unable to hold back, Yujia whispered, "Where are you going?"
"Goryeo!"
Yueya'er's brows furrowed slightly, gripping his hand tighter, "Goryeo? What are you going there for?"
"Oh, because of some unexpected circumstances," Lin Wanrong chuckled dryly, "some precious seeds of mine were stolen, so I must retrieve them! And incidentally, meet a remarkable person of this era to see what kind of immortal that person really is!"
Yujia listened with amazement, laughing, "Only you would come up with such oddities! You don't even garden, what precious seeds could you have that would interest the people of Goryeo to steal?"
"It's a long story," Lin Wanrong shook his head with a sigh, "I’ll tell you all about it when I return from Goryeo. Thinking about this past year, from the start to the end, I've been traveling thousands of miles without rest. Little sister, considering all my toils and labors this year, could you not be angry with me this time, please?"
His tone carried deep exhaustion, showing a vulnerability rarely seen before. It was not easy to see him admit his weaknesses, and Yujia watched with a heart full of tenderness. She gently chided, with a lowered head, "If you had said so earlier, how could I still blame you? Just visit me more often, and I promise never to scold you again!"
"Beating is affection, scolding is love, both beating and scolding are true enjoyment!" Lin Wanrong laughed, kissing her ear, then said seriously, "Actually, there's something even more important, and that's the poison in little sister's body!"
"Poison?" Yueya'er was startled, her large eyes blinking rapidly, staring intently at him, "You don't know?!"
"What should I know?" Her question caught Lin Wanrong off guard.
Yujia’s cheeks turned a rosy red, shyly saying, "You should ask your fox-like Master Sister about it. That woman, she’s really too wicked!"
"Don't talk nonsense, my Master Sister is a good person!" Lin Wanrong hastily stopped her, his eyes darting around suspiciously.
He knew all too well the methods of Master Sister An! If Yueya'er offended her, and the Holy Maiden, in her anger, refused to detoxify little sister, then everything would be over!
"Whether she's good or not, I know better than you!" Yueya'er's cheeks flushed brightly, she huffed, "It was all her, setting a trap for me to fall into! It infuriates me!"
Lin Wanrong, confused, urged her, "Little sister, what trap? What exactly are you talking about?"
"You," Yueya'er looked at him, a mix of helplessness and joy in her eyes, her gaze incredibly tender, she coquettishly scolded, "How did I ever fall for a fool like you! If you want to know why, ask your Master Sister! I won't tell you!"
This was truly perplexing. Neither of them would tell him, so who should he ask?
Just as he was at a loss, little sister gently took his hand, smiling shyly and happily, "Wo Lao Gong, it's night. Let's rest."
"Oh—" Lin Wanrong, feeling a thrill in his heart and his mind going numb with emotion, decided to let go of all worries for the moment!
