Jiang Fan stared straight at Ying Wushuang with a hint of intoxication. It was rude, but Ying Wushuang was surprisingly not angry.
A pair of phoenix eyes looked at Jiang Fan and... the half-baked bun in his hand that had not yet been finished.
"I've lost some weight."
"Haha, you're out here, sleeping in the open air, and you can't eat well."
Jiang Fan stuffed the remaining half of the bun into his mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it. Feeling a little choked, he picked up Ying Wushuang's tea cup and took two big gulps.
"Huh..." Jiang Fan took a long breath and licked his lips: "I took too little..."
Ying Wushuang actually smiled slightly: "Let's go to the Imperial Garden for a barbecue."
Jiang Fan's eyes suddenly showed surprise: "Oh, I'm going, my wife is enlightened, let's go for a walk, it's so boring here."
The Imperial Garden is much brighter.
Ying Wushuang's imperial garden is not big, but it is very neat and meticulous everywhere. Although it lacks some natural interest, it is still pleasing to the eye. It was early summer, the weather was not too hot yet, and the afterglow of dusk was about to recede slowly. A group of palace maids and eunuchs were lighting the lights. Hundreds of lights were on, and the light in the imperial garden was as bright as day.
"It's okay. I thought you didn't know how to enjoy life at all."
Ying Wushuang said calmly: "I am also a living person."
Jiang Fan stretched out and moved his muscles a few times, "Speaking of which, this is my first time having a barbecue in your back garden."
"My home is also your home."
Ying Wushuang said lightly.
Jiang Fan was stunned, patted his head and said with a smile: "That's right, after all, we are still a couple in name."
This name made Ying Wushuang's eyes move slightly, but he didn't say anything.
The next moment, Jiang Fan was delighted to see all the things he was familiar with placed in the pavilion.
"That's right, that's right. They are all made after the mortals."
"Moved here."
Ying Wushuang's words made Jiang Fan curl his lips.
Several palace maids and eunuchs were actually very skilled at lighting fires, burning charcoal, cutting meat, and threading skewers.
Jiang Fan snorted, he's a proficient person, he's obviously done this a lot, needless to say, this guy has been busy with things for a day or two.
And the seasoning, it can only be foraged from my own kitchen, don’t think I can’t tell.
Before long, everything was ready.
Jiang Fan waved his hand: "Let them all go down. This thing is interesting only if you do it yourself."
Ying Wushuang nodded in agreement.
Zhao Gaoduo was very discerning and knew that they were going to have a private gathering, so he quickly urged all the maids and eunuchs to leave.
Then he opened the wine jar and filled up the wine for the two of them, then bowed and stepped back in small steps.
Jiang Fan smiled and said: "This guy is a master of trouble."
Ying Wushuang said: "Not only is he good at things, he is also careful and has a good memory."
"Oh? This person has many advantages."
"Work hard to get ahead, but don't bother anyone."
Jiang Fan chuckled, you are indeed you, you can see everything, I may not need to worry about this matter.
Jiang Fan took off his coat, rolled up his sleeves, and picked up a handful of chicken wings: "Get to work!"
While working, he hummed a tune: "The grilled chicken wings, my favorite..."
Ying Wushuang actually took off his cloak, revealing his casual clothes to attack him.
The last ray of sunset finally fell from the sky, the evening breeze came slowly, and the only sounds in the garden pavilion were the sound of Jiang Fan humming a minor tune and the beeping of the charcoal fire.
"The beef should not be roasted too old, just medium to medium rare..."
"The chicken skin needs to be crispy before it becomes fragrant..."
"Give me that yellow powder..."
They didn't talk about national affairs, family affairs, or world affairs. The two of them seemed to understand each other tacitly.
While grilling and eating, Jiang Fan took down three skewers of beef in one bite and chewed them with his cheeks open.
"Oh...the good veal loin, smells so good...didn't you say you are not allowed to kill cows? Are you okay with this?"
"A tenant of the old general Meng's family accidentally fell to death."
Ying Wushuang also used one hand and one bow, shooting left and right.
"Haha... I've learned a lot from you."
Jiang Fan's mouth was full of oil after eating, and Ying Wushuang didn't know what he was thinking, but he actually took out a handkerchief and touched the corner of his mouth.
This action stunned Jiang Fan for five seconds.
"...Don't worry, I'll have to wipe it off later."
After talking trivial words and eating while grilling, Jiang Fan finally burped for a full hour and lay down on the recliner: "I'm satisfied."
"I've been out for seven months and twelve days, and it seems I haven't eaten anything decent."
"You can't say that. I ate some from Wei, Chu, and Xia, but I had something on my mind and it wasn't very satisfying. Oh, by the way, I even roasted Taihua's crane."
Ying Wushuang looked at him: "Are you sincere to Yun Fuyao?"
Jiang Fan groaned, not knowing how to answer or whether this was a proposition.
"To be honest, you know, as long as you don't leave Qin, I won't stop you, but I can't marry you."
Jiang Fan smiled bitterly: "I'm only seventeen years old, you think too much."
Ying Wushuang was noncommittal: "How does it feel to scold Ling Yun?"
Jiang Fan became interested and sat up immediately: "Don't say it, it's so exciting."
"Hitting her will be even harder." Ying Wushuang seemed disdainful.
"That's you. If I do this, you will probably be a widow now." Mr. Jiang is very self-aware.
"You did a good job and didn't embarrass me."
Jiang Fan sighed: "It's not based on your credentials."
Ying Wushuang was silent for a moment: "You gave me an excuse."
Jiang Fan said: "So, now you are legitimate and legitimate in Da Qin."
Ying Wushuang shook his head: "It's easy to deal with the name, but it's the people's hearts that are difficult."
Jiang Fan said calmly: "You know, it's not easy to deal with it even in name. Taiyue and Taihua still don't recognize your orthodox status."
Ying Wushuang said: "They are not important."
Jiang Fan was stunned for a moment: "Then you let me go to Taihua..."
Ying Wushuang looked at him and said seriously: "From now on, Jiang Fan is truly the King of Qin, and everyone in the world knows it."
Jiang Fan sighed softly: "That's what I guessed. You are really generous...is it worth it?"
Ying Wushuang nodded in affirmation: "It's worth it."
Jiang Fan looked deeply at the powerful woman in front of him: "Seriously, can't you find another way? For example..."
"No need to give an example, this method suits me best." Ying Wushuang interrupted directly.
Jiang Fan raised his thumb and was speechless.
"I just didn't expect you to delay going to Xia for so long."
Jiang Fan smiled bitterly: "Man's calculation is not as good as God's. This time something really happened and I almost lost my life."
Ying Wushuang said: "I thought you did it on purpose."
"So, you didn't really send anyone to look for me."
"Yes, if you don't have any other plans, I don't think it's right. In your words, inertial thinking made me make a mistake."
"We can't be too self-righteous." Jiang Fan said: "Who knew that a witch would appear halfway."
"People from the Southern Border Heavenly Demon Palace?"
"Yes, I was hired by someone. Speaking of which, you know the man in the black iron mask and the guy with no eyebrows."
