Yan Xiaosi finally obediently opened her mouth.
Then, like a child of a few years old, she made an adorable sound from her mouth.
“Ah!”
Long Yu smiled slightly, feeling that this little troublemaker was truly too cute when drunk, so cute that he even wanted to hide this little troublemaker away like a precious treasure.
Just as he was about to put the reluctantly obtained pill into her mouth, unexpectedly, she suddenly closed her teeth, almost biting his finger.
“Is this pill bitter? Will there be preserved fruits to eat after taking it?”
Long Yu: “…”
Drunk as mud, yet still concerned whether the pill was bitter, and still remembered preserved fruits.
He almost suspected that this little troublemaker was pretending to be drunk tonight, pretending to be drunk to trick him out of his large bed.
“I haven’t taken this Jade Dew Pill before either, so I don’t know if it’s bitter. If it is bitter, I’ll get you some sweet cakes afterward.”
“Okay.”
Only then did Yan Xiaosi obediently open her mouth again.
Long Yu quickly stuffed the pill in.
His movements were swift and smooth, fearing that the troublesome little brat would bite his fingers.
The pill dissolved as soon as it entered her mouth. Before Yan Xiaosi could taste anything, the dissolved pill had already flowed into her stomach with her saliva.
Long Yu saw her smack her lips a few times, thinking she had tasted the bitterness.
After all, few of the medicines that scoundrel Murong Qinjian concocted weren’t bitter.
He supported her with one hand and gave her some clear water to drink, then placed the cup on the table. Remembering the packets of sweet cakes still lying in his desk drawer, he went to fetch some, sat back down on the edge of the bed, and continued to support her with one hand while stuffing sweet osmanthus cakes into her mouth with the other.
Yan Xiaosi smacked her lips once, tasting the sweet osmanthus flavor.
So these were osmanthus cakes.
She really liked osmanthus cakes; in her previous life, she often bought them to eat.
After eating several pieces, she narrowed her eyes with a look of enjoyment on her face.
Long Yu was somewhat excited; he had guessed the little troublemaker’s taste correctly.
Children indeed all liked to eat such sweet things.
“Do you want to eat more?”
The dishes at Lanxiang Pavilion were quite good, and Yan Xiaosi had eaten a lot, plus she had drunk alcohol. At this moment, her stomach was still full of food, and she was also drowsy.
“No more, I want to sleep.”
Long Yu used his fingertips to wipe away the crumbs sticking to the corner of her mouth and, fearing she might be uncomfortable, propped up her pillow.
Sitting at the bedside, he watched over her until she fell asleep, then went to extinguish the candlestick facing the large bed before returning to his desk.
In the spacious military tent, only the candlestick on the desk remained lit, the light dim and hazy.
The dim and hazy light was perfect for sleeping.
Yan Xiaosi slept sprawled out, very sweetly, and when she got hot, she kicked the blanket a couple of times.
Before the Zi hour, Long Yu had covered her with the quilt no less than three times.
Long Yu habitually slept after the Zi hour. When going to bed, he went to cover Yan Xiaosi with the quilt once more, tucking in the corners of the blanket. Only then did he feel at ease enough to blow out the last candle and climb onto the small couch where Yan Xiaosi usually slept.
There was still a faint smell of medicine lingering on the small couch.
Long Yu hugged the quilt, his tall body curled up on the small couch. He, who usually had trouble sleeping, actually fell asleep not long after.
That night, Yan Xiaosi also slept extremely well.
After the Zi hour, she had a dream where her body floated into a sealed, pitch-black space.
After she continued floating forward for a while, a beam of light suddenly appeared before her eyes. Within the light was a miniature version of herself.
The miniature version of her was about the size of a netted melon, with a white halo around it like a watermelon, in an oval shape.
When this dream ended, she had other dreams. After having several consecutive dreams, she awoke, and it was already the next morning.
Upon waking, the first thing she noticed was that she was lying in His Highness the War King’s bed. Her heart skipped a beat, thinking she had sleepwalked again in the middle of the night, climbed into the War King’s bed, and taken liberties with him. She quickly turned over to look, but there was no one else beside her. Only then did she breathe a sigh of relief, composed herself, and looked toward the small couch where she usually slept. She saw a tall, slender figure wrapped in a quilt, curled up on that small couch.
On the armrest of the small couch hung an elegant dark-colored robe, and in front of the couch, a pair of matching boots was neatly placed.
Yan Xiaosi stared in shock at the pair of boots in front of the small couch.
Last night she had occupied His Highness the War King’s bed, forcing the War King to squeeze onto her small couch.
Being a servant like this, she really was…
For a moment, she couldn’t find the words to describe her behavior.
After waiting quite a while without seeing His Highness the War King get up to reprimand her, she lifted the quilt and got out of bed carefully, then tiptoed over.
Long Yu was wrapped in the quilt, curled up on the small couch, still showing no movement.
His sleep had always been very light, but it seemed that sleeping on Yan Xiaosi’s small couch last night, with the faint medicinal fragrance on it, could calm his mind. He had unknowingly fallen into a deep sleep and had woken up late this morning.
Yan Xiaosi approached and saw that Long Yu’s sleeping face was peaceful, handsome, and harmless. Feeling reluctant to disturb him, she helped tuck his quilt and prepared to go out to wash up.
Just as she turned around, the person on the couch suddenly moved and grabbed her wrist.
Yan Xiaosi turned her head and gave him a smile.
In truth, she felt guilty for having slept in his large bed and gave him a smile to express her apologies.
“Your Highness the War King, you’re awake. Why did this commoner sleep in your bed last night?”
After getting drunk, she had blacked out and completely forgotten about drinking and listening to music with Murong Qinjian at Lanxiang Pavilion yesterday.
Long Yu was in no hurry to remind her. He just held her wrist, forcing her to turn around and face him.
“Still feeling unwell?”
Perhaps due to the effect of the Jade Dew Pill, Yan Xiaosi felt refreshed all over, without any discomfort from the hangover. So she couldn’t recall going to Lanxiang Pavilion to drink with Murong Qinjian yesterday afternoon and thought she had returned with Long Yi and the others after escorting the grain.
Caught off guard by Long Yu’s question, Yan Xiaosi blinked and said, “I’m not unwell. I’m not sick, why would I feel unwell?”
Long Yu saw that her complexion had returned to normal and her eyes were clear, and he secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
“It seems the Jade Dew Pill has worked.”
The Jade Dew Pill refined by Murong Qinjian was a good thing—it treated illness if there was illness, and regulated the body if there wasn’t. Yan Xiaosi ate a lot but didn’t gain weight, which clearly indicated poor digestive function and poor nutritional absorption. So he had asked Murong Qinjian for the Jade Dew Pill; using it to sober her up was just an excuse, while helping her regulate her body and improve her constitution was the real purpose.
After confirming that Yan Xiaosi was fine, he changed his gentle expression to a serious one and said, “What did you and Murong Qinjian do yesterday? You don’t remember yourself. Do you need this king to remind you?”
“What did I do with Big Brother Murong…?”
Yan Xiaosi frowned and racked her brain, carefully recalling for a moment. Suddenly she remembered Xiang’er and Lan’er, the pair of top courtesans, and her expression immediately changed.
“How did this commoner return yesterday?”
However, Long Yu’s thoughts were carried away by that “Big Brother Murong.”