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“I’m here to deliver lunch to you.” Shen Yijia raised the food box in her hand and showed it to him. She pursed her lips and said, “They don’t seem to be planning to let me in just now.”

Song Jingchen frowned and said, “The madam can enter my tent anytime in the future. There’s no need to inform me.”

The two soldiers complained in their hearts and quickly agreed.

Before Meng Linyan could walk far, she met Shen Yijia, so she had specially stopped to watch her make a fool of herself. However, upon seeing this scene, she instantly felt as if she had been slapped hard.

She knew that she would only embarrass herself even more if she continued to stay, but her feet seemed to be frozen by something and she could not move.

“There’s food in the military camp. Why would you have to go through so much trouble to come all the way here?” Although he said that, Song Jingchen’s tone was clearly happy.

Well, he was a little smug.

Shen Yijia knew him well. She wanted to laugh, but she held it in. She placed the food box in his hand and spun around in front of him. “Do I look good to you?”

She was wearing a bright red dress. The hem of the dress was embroidered with large patches of red spider lilies, which complemented the flower bud on her forehead.

Unlike her usual pure and lively self, she was now as beautiful as a devil.

Song Jingchen was stunned for a moment. He guessed something and said with a smile, “My wife is naturally extremely beautiful.”

Shen Yijia tilted her head and asked, “Then can I dress like this often in the future? Even if I have to enter the military camp?”

That’s right, she had heard the whole conversation from outside just now. However, when she heard the footsteps of someone coming out, she hid again and walked out of the tent beside her, pretending to have just arrived.

Song Jingchen coughed lightly. “As long as I’m here.”

She couldn’t possibly wear it for others to see when he wasn’t around, right?

The guard looked sympathetically at a certain someone who was on the verge of collapse.

Shen Yijia bared her teeth at a certain someone standing not far away and finally entered the tent.

This time, they had come to Nanling Pass with only simple necessities. She only brought this dress because her mother had worked hard for a few nights to make it and she did not have the time to wear it. Moreover, the hem of the dress was large and was not suitable for movement. How could she wear it like this every day?

She only asked that to anger Meng Linyan.

Song Jingchen looked at the person lying on the desk as if she had no bones as soon as she entered the tent and pulled her into his arms worriedly. “What’s wrong? Are you feeling unwell?”

Shen Yijia snorted and turned around to ignore him.

“Jiajia.” Thinking of Shen Yijia’s series of actions outside the tent, Song Jingchen turned her head back. “Is it because of Meng…”

“No,” Shen Yijia interrupted him.

Actually, she knew that it was not wrong for Song Jingchen to save her back then. He had also performed very well just now. She shouldn’t have been angry, but when she thought about how her beautiful husband had carried her, she couldn’t help but feel depressed.

“You’re really not jealous?” Song Jingchen asked.

“No, no.” Shen Yijia nestled in his arms for a moment before getting out of his embrace. She picked up the food box he had placed at the side and opened it. When she saw the dishes inside, she was stunned.

Vinegar potatoes, vinegar cabbage, pickled vegetables…

Song Jingchen stood up and looked over. He chuckled and said, “No, the weather is hot. I didn’t have much of an appetite at first, but after seeing this, I can eat a few bowls of rice. My wife understands me.” Shen Yijia muttered in embarrassment, “Then hurry up and eat.”

“Have you eaten?” Song Jingchen helped put out the food.

The tip of her nose was filled with sourness. Shen Yijia had long forgotten about her anger. She swallowed her saliva and said, “If you want me to eat with you, I’ll reluctantly eat some.”

Actually, she had already eaten before she came. She had eaten two full bowls. Song Jingchen almost couldn’t help but laugh. “Thank you, wife.”

Shen Yijia did not prepare her own portion. There was enough food, but there was clearly not enough food for the two of them.

Song Jingchen said, “Eat first. I’ll get someone to send some food over.”

“I’ll wait for you.”

Song Jingchen rubbed her head. The moment he turned around, the smile on ms race disappearea wltnout a trace. He was even angry. He was a completely different person from when he was facing Shen Yijia.

He first instructed the guards to go to the kitchen and whispered to Thirty

Thousand.

Thirty Thousand left in a hurry.

Song Jingchen narrowed his eyes. At first, he thought that Shen Yijia was jealous because she saw Meng Linyan leave his tent, but when he saw the dishes she had prepared, he knew that he was wrong.

When Song Jingchen brought in the food, the person who wanted to wait for him to eat with them had already secretly finished half of the food.

Noticing Song Jingchen’s gaze, Shen Yijia chuckled awkwardly. “I ate my share. The rest is yours.”

Song Jingchen smiled dotingly. “I can’t finish the rest. Let’s eat together.”

“Really?”

“Yes.” Song Jingchen picked up a large pair of chopsticks for her and placed them in her bowl.

“Then I’ll eat a little more.”

In truth, Song Jingchen really couldn’t eat much. He even suspected that Auntie Liao used vinegar as water. He only took a few bites before his teeth almost ached.

Seeing that Shen Yijia was eating with relish, he poured her a glass of water. “Is it really not sour?”

Shen Yijia said matter-of-factly, “It’s delicious because it’s sour.”

Song Jingchen was speechless.

After eating and drinking her fill, Shen Yijia started to feel sleepy again. Song Jingchen carried her to the bed behind the screen to rest.

“Master.” Thirty Thousand deliberately lowered his voice.

Song Jingchen lowered his head and kissed Shen Yijia’s forehead. He turned around and left the tent.

“Little General Meng did go to the general’s residence this morning and said something related to Master,” Thirty Thousand said softly.

Song Jingchen’s eyes turned cold.. “What did she say?”