There are several wooden boxes neatly arranged, each with vegetables, including green vegetables, cabbage, green onions, coriander, and even celery.

Carbon fire is burning beside the wooden box, as if used to control the temperature, and many transparent crystal panels are embedded at the top of the tent, which should be used for lighting.

Wu Ti untied Yu Qinghuan's iron chain and said, "Choose the ingredients you need and cook a meal of Daqin's home-cooked side dish."

Yu Qinghuan rubbed his arms, put his hands on his waist and moved his muscles and bones, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Are you afraid that I will escape?"

Wu Ti leaned over to her ear and chuckled softly: "The purpose has not been completed, are you willing to escape?"

"You are right!" Yu Qinghuan raised his hands and slapped it, as if he was agreeing with Wu Ti's statement. However, if Wu Ti's head shrinks slowly, the left and right sides will inevitably leave five finger marks.

"Haha... I'm so excited. Who made you so smart at the Second Prince? I couldn't help but applaud you when you spoke." After Yu Qinghuan said that, she turned around and slipped into the tent.

Wu Ti watched her figure disappear, her eyes as dark as the night, deep and deep.

Yu Qinghuan picked some needed vegetable ingredients, and Wu Ti's subordinates led her to another tent.

It was a small kitchen with dozens of bottles and jars filled with all kinds of seasonings.

Next to it is newly slaughtered mutton, with a plump meat.

Yu Qinghuan thought of the small river next to her, and she went out with a small bamboo basket.

"Pu!" A sound of water came from outside. Wu Ti in the tent raised his eyebrows when his subordinate told her: "The female prisoner jumped into the river."

Wu Ti didn't say anything, just flipped through the pages silently. It turned out to be a travel notation, which talked about the author's experience of visiting great rivers and mountains, but the author was Yang Qian.

Yu Qinghuan in the river touched a few river fish with the light of the night pearl.

It was just because it was autumn, these river fish were not as fat as spring. However, Yu Qinghuan was very happy and jumped back to the tent with a small bamboo basket.

A gust of wind blew by, but it made her sneeze.

The snow is flying in August, and it is almost September now. The wind on the grassland is very cold, and it hurts like a shaving bone on your face.

Wu Ti under the wind lamp pointed to the small box next to him: "Take the set of clothes inside to her."

Wu Ti's subordinate was shocked: "Your Highness, that is the relics of your mother..."

Wu Ti flipped through the pages as if nothing had happened, focusing on the book: "Send it! Mother is not needed."

Just as Yu Qinghuan was about to roast the fire around the stove, Wu Ti's subordinates brought her a piece of clothing.

Yu Qinghuan turned off the lights and changed into the clothes he sent from his subordinates. When the candlelight lights up again, a pretty elf appeared in the kitchen.

A red brocade sweater rolling with the edge of a white fox, and under the white pants were a pair of brown sheepskin boots.

The clothes are slightly bigger, but they don’t affect them. This is undoubtedly a timely help and is very warm.

Yu Qinghuan wrung out the wet clothes he had changed, wiped off the water droplets from his hair, then tied up his hair, and started cooking.

"Snatch..." The rhythmic sound of cutting vegetables came. Wu Ti put down the book, leaned on the chair covered in tiger skin, and slowly closed his eyes.

About an hour passed, Yu Qinghuan carried a small furnace, lifted the curtain and walked in.

There were several people behind her, each holding a dish in her hand.

When Wu Ti heard the sound, he immediately became startled from his sleep, lifted his deep eyes, and a red dress came into his eyes.

Wu Ti was silent all the time, his face was as calm as a lake, but he couldn't help but take a few more glances, his expression was more dull than sighs.

Until Yu Qinghuan pushed away the official documents on the table, put the small stove in front of him, took the dishes brought by his subordinates and placed them on the table, Wu Ti was still looking at her.

There is no obsession and attachment in my eyes, only memories and longing.

"Second Your Highness?" Yu Qinghuan stretched out his palm and shook it in front of him, "The Second Prince Wu Ti."

"Oh." Wu Ti woke up in his dream and looked at the table full of food, "Are you ready?"

Yu Qinghuan handed him the chopsticks: "Take it and see?"

Wu Ti held the chopsticks, but it seemed that he didn't know how to use them. When he tried hard to pick up a green vegetable and put it into his mouth, he was silent for a long time.

Yu Qinghuan picked up a piece of fish and put it in his bowl: "Second Your Highness, I don't know what kind of fish you taste like if you taste it."

Wu Ti slowly put the fish into his mouth. As soon as he chewed it, he began to swallow it. Feng Canyun Rolled, and soon ate half of the dishes.

Yu Qinghuan was worried that he would eat up all the vegetables, so he quickly put every dish into a bowl, and the small bowls quickly piled up into small hills.

He also disliked Wu Ti's eating look too ugly, so he held the bowl and ate silently in the corner.

As soon as I was halfway through, the bowl in my hand was stolen.

Wu Ti held her bowl and slapped it a few times, but nothing left in the bowl.

Before she could finish her voice, the food that came to her mouth was gone. Looking at Wu Ti, who was not conscious of any robber, Yu Qinghuan was so angry that she threw down her chopsticks.

"I haven't eaten yet!"

"Are the starving ghosts reincarnated?"

"Your uncle's, I haven't eaten yet!"

Yu Qinghuan felt more and more aggrieved as he spoke, and curled up in the corner with his knees in his arms.

Wu Ti pointed to the small jar on the table that had not been opened and said, "I haven't touched that portion, go and eat it!"

Yu Qinghuan walked over with grievance, knelt down aggrievedly, opened the lid, scooped out a bowl of soup with sheep's head, drank it in several big gulps, and couldn't help but shed tears of happiness.

The soup made from this fat sheep is so delicious!

She drank a few more bowls with tears in her mouth.

Wu Ti looked at her feasting, not knowing what she was thinking.

He burped, feeling a little embarrassed, afraid that this cunning woman would think he was rude, so he wanted to find an excuse to get over it, but found that Yu Qinghuan was burying his head and didn't notice his actions just now.

He sat cross-legged across from Yu Qinghuan with his stomach in his arms, with a smile in his eyes for the first time: "Woman, thanks to your big meal, I have strengthened my determination to unify the world. The home-cooked dishes of Daqin are so delicious. If I take over Daqin one day, wouldn't I enjoy the delicacies of mountains and seas?"

"Puff!" Yu Qinghuan sprayed his face with soup, smashed the bowl on the table, and said angrily, "I have tried every effort to endure the biting cold river water to catch fish and cook for you, just to influence you and let you feel the beauty of peace. You actually told me that you want to conquer the Qin Dynasty more?"

"I'm really... forget it!" Yu Qinghuan held his hand and turned to the side angrily, "Just treat it as if it's a sincere heart to feed the dog."

Wu Ti couldn't help laughing out loud: "What kind of people really feed the dog? Women, you are so unreasonable. Isn't this just fighting with you in the Qin Dynasty just to get the rich land and resources of the Qin Dynasty? It was clearly because you tried your best to let me experience the beauty of the Qin Dynasty and provoke my desire to conquer. You blame me for being wrong now? What's the reason?"

Yu Qinghuan said: "If I can move you with sincerity and kindness, let you put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha, and withdraw your soldiers back to your nest. From then on, the Northern Qi and the Great Qin have reached alliances and trade. Everyone in the Northern Qi can eat the dishes of the Great Qin, and the Great Qin can also use the fur of the Northern Qi, which is mutually beneficial and win-win, without war or sacrifice, what a beautiful world."

The fragrance of mutton soup is everywhere, and Wu Ti's expression is hard to tell: "Woman, you can buy me this table of dishes because my mother is from Qin. I have a different feeling for the Qin Dynasty. But you can't let the wolf who is used to eating meat eat vegetarian food."

"I appreciate your innocence and simplicity. However, in prosperous times, mercy will add icing on the cake to peace. However, in troubled times, only force can suppress/suppress. In short, when dealing with thugs, violence must be used to fight against thugs."

Yu Qinghuan did not respond, silently packed up the dishes and prepared to go to the kitchen. When she arrived at the curtain, she looked back at Wu Ti: "I don't oppose using violence to fight violence, but those who offend my country will be punished even if they are far away!"

In the kitchen, Yu Qinghuan squatted on the ground, carefully cleaning the dishes and chopsticks he had used just now. He didn't stop in his hands for a moment, but he connected the information he had collected in recent days in his mind.

Although she did not find out who was the allies with Wu Ti, she had a better understanding of Wu Ti.

Judging from the two aspects of Wu Ti's casting a wide net to install spies in the Qin Dynasty, and his fighting for power and throne in the Northern Qi Dynasty, Wu Ti is ambitious and seems to be in charge of the world.

However, she didn't say it very accurately, but she could guess a little bit. Her recent days of getting along with Wu Ti and her words before she left the tent made her change her view of Wu Ti.

Wu Ti doesn't seem to be as rated by the outside world, nor does he have always shown.

During the Battle of Guiyan City, Wu Ti seemed to intend to push the eldest prince and the third prince to death. Why did he do this?

Yu Qinghuan was just thinking about it when suddenly one hand was grabbing her wrist vigorously. The force of the hand was as strong as an iron hoop, and she couldn't break free.

He raised his eyes angrily. He was a big man with a beard. The cowardice in his eyes was undoubtedly revealed, like a fat pig, seeing delicious food.

"Woman, Daqin woman?" The big man said in the Northern Qi language. His subordinates tried hard, as if he wanted to cut off Yu Qinghuan's wrist, but his expression was really disgusting!

"Mingzhu..." Yu Qinghuan thought about it and pressed it down. If Zero and Mingzhu were exposed, the only support for her escape would be gone.

After being hit by soft muscles, she could not use her skills, and the fish intestines were not around her. What should I do?

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