Master, no! - Chapter 278 It will hurt a lot tonight.

Yuwen is indeed an incredibly stubborn man. After dinner, I planned to go out for a while, but he insisted on carrying me and wouldn't let me walk by myself.
I quickly explained that it was just a joke and that it didn't really hurt that much. He didn't even argue with me, and with a flushed face, he picked me up. I was completely helpless in the face of such a strong yet vulnerable man. All I could do was obediently hug his neck. Qingyan, who was walking behind me, secretly laughed all the way.
Stepping outside, I discovered the weather was absolutely gorgeous. Taoyuan, having just weathered a storm, was crystal clear, the sky a clear blue, the breeze gentle, fluffy white clouds dotting the landscape, the sun warm, and a light, refreshing coolness in the breeze. I couldn't help but take a deep breath and exclaim, "What a beautiful day! Autumn is almost here." Hearing this, Yuwen tightened his arms and looked down to ask, "Is it chilly?"
"Ah? Ah, it's not cold..." After exclaiming with great enthusiasm, I heard such heartwarming words. My original intention was to tease Yuwen, but when I looked up at his nervous expression, I couldn't bring myself to make a joke. I even became a stutterer, and my face turned red, which was rare for me.
"Ha, I finally know the ultimate trick to deal with Xi'er, Brother Yuwen, I admire you!" Qingyan bowed respectfully to the side, but Yuwen asked innocently, "Admire what?"
I sighed. I thought Yuwen was a brilliant strategist who could handle everything, big or small. He was so wise and capable when he rescued me and Qingyan from the palace! Who knew he was such a novice when it came to love? But this kind of ignorance has a kind of heartwarming charm. Sigh, Luo Lingxi is infatuated again.
“Xi’er, look, Brother Yuwen has been working with these bamboos all morning. We’ve been discussing how since there’s so much bamboo here, and most of the things are made of bamboo, we might as well make everything out of bamboo. Firstly, it’s convenient to source the materials, and secondly, it has a bit of the ‘picking chrysanthemums by the eastern fence, gazing leisurely at the southern mountains’ feel to it. I’ve drawn a few designs; go take a look later,” Qingyan said, pointing to the bamboo in the distance.
"Hmm, not bad, not bad. The bamboo cup I just saw must be newly made, right? It's so beautiful. Tea tastes better with a cup like this!" I realized that Qingyan is really good at enjoying himself, even I am ashamed of myself.
"Yes, that was made by Brother Yuwen." Qingyan said, a slight smile playing on his lips, as if he were looking at Yuwen.
I looked up and our eyes met. His face... turned red again.
I felt completely dizzy from his blushing face. His hesitant, dewy eyes kept looking at me, and his soft, slightly parted, pale pink lips seemed to want to say something but couldn't... Even a heart of iron would soften under his gaze, let alone me, with whom he had just had an intimate relationship.
I covered my eyes and sighed softly, "Yuwen, if you keep looking at me, I'll have to cover my face."
"Brother Yuwen, what did I say? Only you can make Xiaoxi'er completely convinced and helpless."
"Zuo-Qing-Yan! You, you, you!" Did you have to be so blunt? Where am I supposed to put my face?
"Brother Zuo, I..." Yuwen was speechless.
"Alright, I'm not going to bother with you anymore. This rain is perfectly timed. I bet there are plenty of new bamboo shoots growing in the bamboo grove behind the mountain. I'll go pick some. You two can do as you please." Qingyan laughed heartily and turned to walk out the door.
"Qingyan!" "Brother Zuo!"
Yuwen and I spoke in unison. Qingyan, who had already taken two leisurely steps, turned around, nodded, and smiled, "We really do have a tacit understanding."
I:"……"
Yuwen: "..."
Qingyan strode away in the silence that spoke volumes, leaving Yuwen and me standing awkwardly at the door.
"Would you like to put on another layer of clothing?" Yuwen asked.
"No need, the sun is shining brightly today, I'm not cold." I raised my hand to shade my eyes, looking at the pile of bamboo of various sizes in the outer courtyard that Qingyan had just pointed out. Next to the bamboo was a table that was about waist-high to me, with several emerald green cups and some bamboo tubes and strips of varying lengths on the table, which looked like semi-finished products made by Yuwen.
"Yuwen, did you make that this morning?" I pointed to the table and said, "What kind of thing did you make? I want to see."
"Hmm." Yuwen seemed relieved, quickly picked me up and put me down by the table, asking, "Do you want me to get you a chair?"
"No need, no need, this is fine, hehe." I rubbed my nose, picked up the thing on the table, and looked at it, but couldn't figure it out. I had seen Yuwen make things before, and knew that fine bamboo ware usually went through many processes, some of which took a very long time, even more troublesome than making wooden ware. But Yuwen seemed to have extremely patience for these things. Well, for someone who uses making human skin masks to pass the time, even the most intricate bamboo ware wouldn't be too difficult for him.
"Yuwen, what are these bamboo strips for?" I asked, picking up a slightly longer and wider bamboo strip.
"This is for making vases."
"A vase?" I looked at the bamboo in my hand in surprise, unable to connect a porcelain vase for arranging flowers with bamboo.
“Look at this drawing,” Yuwen pulled out several drawings from a hidden compartment under the table, turned one out and handed it to me, saying, “Look, this bottle was drawn by Brother Zuo; it needs several bamboo pieces to be pieced together…”
Yuwen picked up a few bamboo pieces and gestured how to sand and bend them, how to piece them together, and how to arrange flowers in them. His enthusiasm returned, and he regained his usual spirit. The two of them were chatting happily, and he took out all the drawings Qingyan had made and explained them to me one by one. I gave him some suggestions, and he immediately picked up his tools and started working on them. When Qingyan returned home carrying two pheasants and a basket of mountain goods, we were discussing how to use the flexibility of bamboo to make a small table without legs.
Seeing that we were having a great time, Qingyan immediately put down his basket and joined in. The three of us discussed enthusiastically until the sun was almost setting. The bamboo shoots Qingyan had picked had just sprouted after the rain, and each one was crisp and tender. I volunteered to be the cook, but the two men stopped me in unison. Qingyan laughed and said, "Today's ingredients are rare, so please let Chef Yuwen do the cooking. I'll do the odd jobs. You've been standing all afternoon, so you should go back and rest for a while."
"I'm not tired, I'll help you."
"Xi'er, I think you need to rest, because you'll be very tired in a little while."
After Qingyan finished speaking, he turned to Yuwen and said, "Brother Yuwen, don't you agree?"
"..." Yuwen, who was peeling bamboo shoot leaves, didn't say anything. He silently threw the tender bamboo shoot into the trash heap and put a few bamboo shoot leaves into the bowl.
"Ugh, I'm ignoring you guys!" Realizing what Qingyan meant, I didn't care about anything else and immediately covered my face and ran away. Sitting on the bed, my heart was pounding. Was it Qingyan, Yuwen, or both of them tonight?
I really can't keep things on my mind. Yuwen's cooking is so good, the food he makes smells so good, but I can't eat a thing. The thought of possibly having to spend the evening with the two of them makes me very uneasy.
"Come on, try this bamboo shoot. You can't usually get such fresh and tender ones." Qingyan picked up a piece with her chopsticks and put it in my bowl. She looked at me with her peach-blossom eyes and said, "I specially picked it from the deep mountains. Try it and see how it is."
"Mmm." I picked it up and put it in my mouth. It was really tender. When I bit it, it felt like juice was bursting out of my mouth. The taste was very crisp and delicious.
"How is it?" Qingyan asked.
"It's delicious." I nodded sincerely.
"Anything else?" Qingyan narrowed his eyes and continued to ask.
"Also, it's very juicy, tender, and crisp." I answered while thinking, putting the food that Yuwen had put in my bowl into my mouth and chewing it.
"What about the others?"
"The rest are cooked to perfection, and taste even better than before... Zuo Qingyan, what mischief are you up to now?" Looking at Qingyan's peach blossom eyes, which were glistening with tears, I thought to myself, "I'm just eating a few bamboo shoots, do you have to be so lewd?"
"Xi'er, try this wild mushroom, it tastes very good." Yuwen quickly picked up a piece of stir-fried mushroom and put it in my bowl. I nodded, looking at Yuwen's pink cheeks, I secretly felt a cold sweat. What naughty idea did they just discuss behind my back? Why was one of them laughing so lewdly and the other's face so red... Waaah, this dinner is going to be so troublesome.
As the city lights began to twinkle, I finally understood why Qingyan was laughing so lewdly. Looking at what he was holding, I couldn't help but freeze. So that's what they were discussing…

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