"who?"

Yang Ruoqing suddenly stopped what she was doing and shouted outside the tent.

Nothing happened.

She quickly rushed out of the tent and looked around. She had a wide field of vision, far and near, and there were tents at about the same distance apart.

A little further away, a bonfire was lit.

That's where the cargo army cooks.

Yang Ruoqing returned her gaze and looked around the area again before returning to her tent.

Soon, Luo Fengtang took back the food for the night.

"Qing'er, we'll make the bed later. Come over and have dinner first. I got the egg fried dumplings you like."

Luo Fengtang happily entered the tent and said to Yang Ruoqing.

This tent suddenly became a little low and cramped because of his intrusion.

Haha, I can't help it, who made him so tall and mighty?

"Okay." She quickly put down her work and came to his side happily.

The two people sat on the ground. Of course, the ground was not grass, but carpeted.

Then put the food on a small kang table that can be folded and spread out.

"Egg pot stickers, sweet potato porridge, braised eggs, pickled beans..."

"Wow, this dinner is so rich!" Yang Ruoqing said.

Luo Fengtang magically took out a golden roasted chicken leg from behind and handed it to Yang Ruoqing: "Here, here's another one."

"This chicken leg is so well roasted, it makes you appetizing just by looking at it." Yang Ruoqing praised.

Luo Fengtang said: "It is estimated that 70% of the imperial chefs in the imperial dining room have been brought out by the emperor. In each cargo army, there are several imperial chefs arranged to take care of the overall situation."

Yang Ruoqing listened to what he said while gnawing on the chicken legs, nodding her head from time to time.

"In this team, there is Daqi's Ninth Five Supreme Being, and there are also some of the most pampered people in Daqi," she said.

"Even if the emperor brought the royal chef, I guess they each brought their own cooks to open small stoves. It's not unusual." She added.

Luo Fengtang nodded, "It should be like this. Don't care about others. Come, let's eat ours. This sweet potato porridge is so delicious."

"Eat a piece of chicken leg first." Yang Ruoqing tore off a large piece of tender and smooth chicken leg and brought it to Luo Fengtang's mouth.

Force him to eat, but he has no choice but to eat.

"Is it delicious?" she asked.

"Mmm, so sweet!" he said.

"What? Sweet?" She was really surprised.

This is chicken. Brother, do you have a taste disorder?

"It's delicious. I mean, the chicken my wife gave me is delicious!" He quickly changed his words and explained.

This time, Yang Ruoqing understood.

"Hehe, I also think this chicken is delicious, sweeter than honey." She followed his example and said.

The two looked at each other, smiled, and started eating while it was hot.

After just a few bites, Yang Ruoqing suddenly put down her chopsticks and turned her head to look to one side.

Moreover, he had a vigilant look on his face, as if he was catching something.

"What's up Qing'er?" Luo Fengtang asked a little surprised.

Yang Ruoqing frowned slightly, "There is someone outside."

Anyone?

Luo Fengtang immediately put down the chopsticks in his hand and rushed out of the tent in one stride.

But soon, he came back.

"There are people, but they were people from the tent next door who passed over there earlier to get dinner." He said and walked towards Yang Ruoqing.

"There are tents around here, and there are people living in them. It must be a little noisy, but it's okay. Come on, let's continue eating."

He said, putting the chopsticks back into Yang Ruoqing's hand.

Yang Ruoqing picked up the chopsticks, but made no next move. Instead, she sat there, still frowning, looking thoughtful.

"Qing'er?" Luo Fengtang called her again.

"Did you find something?" He also put down his chopsticks and asked.

Yang Ruoqing's eyes fell on him: "When you were not here earlier, when I was making the bed alone, there seemed to be someone outside."

"I know there are tents around here, so it's not unusual for people to be outside,"

"It's just that I believe in my own feeling. That feeling is not that they are passing by, but that someone is deliberately peeping at us. This feeling is quite uncomfortable." She added.

"Peeping?" Luo Fengtang also frowned.

He glanced around the tent, and then said in a deep voice: "No matter what, no matter what the other party's intentions are, we should be more vigilant when we sleep at night, and be careful not to mess with the Wannian Ship."

"Well, that's what I want to express." Yang Ruoqing said.

"During the day, we had a quarrel with Coach Wang, who was under Qi Xingyun, and maybe that birdman with a small belly would come to take revenge." She added.

Luo Fengtang nodded, "I understand, don't worry too much about this matter, I will take care of it and eat it while it's hot."

"After eating, I'll take you to the hillside over there to see the moon. The moon is beautiful tonight!" he said.

Yang Ruoqing was very happy to hear that she could go out with him for a date or something after dinner.

The cloud of being peeped just now faded away, and the two of them got together and enjoyed the delicious meal, feeling extremely satisfied.

At the same time, in the tent of Taishi Mansion.

Han Ruyi looked at the food in front of her, her brows furrowed tightly, and bitterness could be squeezed out of her face.

"If I had known that the environment was so simple and the food so simple, I should have brought the cook from my small kitchen in the backyard." Han Ruyi said.

Beside, the maid said cautiously: "Miss, why don't I go to the kitchen to get some other things."

Han Ruyi waved her hand, and the maid Ji'er hurriedly walked out of the tent.

Here, Han Ruyi's eyes fell on the ninth princess Qi Aoshan sitting opposite her.

I saw Qi Aoshan holding a chicken drumstick in her hand and chewing it with relish.

The hairpins and tassels hanging on the bun swayed gently as she nibbled.

Hearing this, she said with some confusion: "Cousin, I think these chicken legs are really well roasted, charred on the outside and tender on the inside. If you don't believe it, you can try it. I'm sure you'll like it."

Han Ruyi glanced at Qi Aoshan's greasy hands, and her brows became even more uncomfortable.

"Aoshan, it's not my cousin who said that to you, look at you, an upright princess, how can you be so careless about your image when you eat?" Han Ruyi said.

"You're full of oil, but luckily there are no outsiders in this tent, just us cousins."

"What would you think if outsiders saw you?" Han Ruyi said.

Qi Aoshan blinked her big and smart eyes, looked at Han Ruyi, and said a little aggrievedly: "Cousin, you are only two years older than me, how come you speak in such an old-fashioned way?"

"You've almost caught up with my mother in talking, and she never fails to teach you," she said.

Han Ruyi said: "I am doing this for your own good. You are almost sixteen years old, and the Emperor's uncle and the Emperor's aunt are probably going to arrange a marriage for you soon."
Chapter completed!