The Slender Waist-Chapter 699 - 504: Unexpected

The stove was placed in front of her, the glow of the fire radiating warmth that enveloped her.

Feng Yun sighed comfortably, without any formality, and with continuous thanks, she smiled at Ao Qi, "Xiaoqi, is this making things difficult for you?"

Ao Qi furrowed his brow, displeasedly grunting.

It was quiet, barely discernible.

"Auntie, why should you be polite with me?"

He couldn’t stand it when Feng Yun acted like an outsider.

Feng Yun smiled warmly, stretched out both hands to warm them over the stove, "Then I’ll make myself comfortable."

Ao Qi didn’t make a sound, turning his head to look at Ye Chuang.

Ye Chuang turned his head away, sidestepped, embraced the waist knife, with a "I see nothing" look.

Only then did Ao Qi turn back and hand over an oiled paper bag from his embrace to Feng Yun.

"Roasted sweet potatoes, Auntie, to fill your stomach a bit."

Feng Yun was taken aback.

To arrive at Yishui as early as possible, she had been traveling day and night, in a great hurry, only managing to eat some dry biscuits on the road. Perhaps accustomed to living well usually, she found them hard to swallow, hastily made do with a couple of bites, and had since then been empty-stomached until nightfall.

The warmth, the scent of food, for her, was a temptation.

"Here, take it." Ao Qi pushed it forward once more when he saw she did not move, "It’s hot."

"Charcoal in the snow, many thanks." Feng Yun said with a smile as she accepted it.

It has to be said, Ao Qi really is a considerate, gentle, kind-hearted lad who takes good care of others.

At first, when he caught fish and mudfish for Aozai, spoiling him like crazy, otherwise Aozai wouldn’t like him so much—

Ao Qi was also Aozai’s favorite among those around Feng Yun.

Such a lad, for Amir to marry him, she is blessed...

Xiaoman reached out her hand to peel it for Feng Yun, who smiled slightly and handed it to her, then turned her head to ask Ao Qi:

"Have you eaten?"

Ao Qi: "I have."

Feng Yun nodded her head.

If it weren’t for all that had happened before, she would be very willing to talk to Ao Qi.

But at this moment above the Yishui, although it can’t be considered improper for a man and a woman to be alone, it still isn’t quite proper.

She said, "Then Xiaoqi, you should hurry back and rest for a while. We don’t know what the situation will be like when we reach the northern bank, you need to conserve your strength."

Ao Qi wasn’t surprised she would say this.

Chasing him away, she was quite skilled at it.

"It’s been a long time since I’ve received guidance from Auntie." Ao Qi glancing at the dim night lamp, smiled, "Fortunate to be accompanying tonight, I wanted to hear more of Auntie’s insightful views."

Feng Yun hesitated slightly, "What do you want to hear?"

Ao Qi: "You eat first, then we can talk."

The few sweet potatoes were roasted until very soft, crispy on the outside and tender within, satisfying both the palate and the stomach when eaten.

"Tastes good?" Ao Qi sat opposite, at a moderate distance, calmly asking Feng Yun.

Feng Yun was startled for a moment.

She chuckled softly.

"Delicious. I won’t lie to you, I am truly hungry. At this moment, anything tastes like delicacies."

Xiaoman also chimed in, "Madam didn’t really eat much on the road. Lucky for us, General Ao had prepared some good food."

"What good food? It’s just ordinary food, as long as Auntie doesn’t despise it," said Ao Qi, without changing his expression, seemingly recalling something, a complicated and deep gleam flashed in his eyes.

"Speaking of which, the method of eating these sweet potatoes was taught to us by Auntie."

A surge of ineffable sentiment welled up inside him.

Ao Qi’s voice was slightly hoarse.

When Feng Yun took them up the mountain to dig sweet potatoes, he didn’t have to keep his distance from her, nor did he have to speak so hypocritically...

There was a brief silence in the cabin.

Xiaoman, Ye Chuang, Feng Yun, Ao Qi. The four of them had come all this way together. Back then, they were very familiar with each other, and their identities were completely different from now.

Emotions were briefly stirred.

Then quickly extinguished.

Waxing and waning in the heart of Ao Qi.

He knew they were both married now, certain things had to be let go, but the love etched into his bones from his youth, from oblivious ignorance to adolescent awakening, and those crazy desires and fantasies in the dark night, they were all for her.

Ao Qi found it hard to act as if nothing had happened...

Looking at Feng Yun’s visage, he let out a low smile.

"The mushroom soup and sweet potatoes from that year on Yanzi Mountain were delicious, not to mention the wild boar meat... Sometimes I think back, and I find it so nostalgic."

Without much thought, Feng Yun wiped the corner of her mouth and said lightly, "Didn’t you have questions to ask just now?"

Ao Qi paused for a moment, and said, "Yecheng’s Li Zongxun shamelessly threatened with the lives of Empress Dowager Li, the Emperor of Chunde, and the rest of Ye City’s Royal Family, demanding the Northern Yong Army withdraw from Xiangzhou... How does Auntie see this?"

Unexpected yet not unreasonable.

Feng Yun pondered for a moment, "I see with my eyes."

Ao Qi: ...

The wind lamp hanging in the cabin swayed gently.

Only then did Feng Yun begin to speak slowly, "You’ve always admired Uncle, so you should have faith in him. Empress Li is Li Zongxun’s daughter, if her own father doesn’t care about her life and death, it’s not our place to worry. With a father willing to kill his daughter, why should others interfere? As for the Young Emperor of Chunde and Ye City’s Royal Family..."