CHAPTER 63: CHAPTER 63: THIS HOME IS SO WARM

Yun Chunnuan finally understood why Dad loved cooking for Mom so much, even though Mom was a chef herself.

It turned out that watching your beloved eat the food you made brings such a delightful joy.

"So, how is it? Is it good?"

Her eyes were as bright as the stars.

Yelyu Lie ate the delicious food in his mouth, gazing at that exceptionally gentle and beautiful face in the candlelight.

Suddenly, he felt a sense of unworthiness.

What had he, Yelyu Lie, done to deserve such a perfect wife?

He always acted self-absorbed and arrogant, but who knew, at the beginning, it was just to numb himself...

Swallowing a dumpling, his heart was filled with a bittersweet flavor.

"Delicious, it’s the best food I’ve had since I was a kid."

Yun Chunnuan looked at his expression and was a bit stunned.

Everyone else was happily eating dumplings, but she was the only one who noticed the loneliness on the Barbarian General’s face.

"What’s wrong?"

She placed a dumpling in his bowl and asked quietly.

Yelyu Lie didn’t expect his little wife to be so sensitive.

He hurriedly picked up the dumpling she placed in his bowl and took a bite, "Dumplings, delicious!"

He wasn’t ready; he still didn’t know how to tell his little wife about his background...

If he told her, would she look down on him?

Yelyu Lie’s eyes fell on the little White Wolf eating dumplings nearby.

He remembered what she had said before...

Perhaps she wouldn’t mind, right?

"Nuannuan, later... there’s something I want to tell you."

He seemed to mention it casually, but Yun Chunnuan could tell from his trembling chopsticks how important the matter was.

"Okay."

She had a vague guess about what he wanted to say...

The meal of dumplings was filled with joy and laughter.

Even Yelyu Lie, who had been weighed down with thoughts, gradually caught the warmth of the atmosphere, and his face slowly lit up with a smile.

He didn’t speak, but his gaze never left the Little Princess’s face.

Auntie Ye said these wild vegetables were delicious, but they were all gone, so she didn’t keep it a secret and told Auntie Ye where to find them.

A few little maids were so excited and had already planned to go gathering wild vegetables the next day.

They asked the little wife if there were any tastier dishes, and she patiently answered each one.

She talked about things like potatoes, tomatoes, and many things he had never heard of.

Meanwhile, Xiao Jiao also began discussing matters of the Central Plains.

Was it the Central Plains?

The place she described seemed both familiar and unfamiliar to him; perhaps because he hadn’t been to the Central Plains in a long time, many changes had occurred there.

At the end, when there weren’t enough dumplings, Auntie Ye suggested saving them for the General, and the girls finally put down their chopsticks.

However, each of them gazed at him with pitiful eyes, full of expectation.

If it were something else, Yelyu Lie might feel embarrassed eating in front of so many girls and might have given it to them.

But as for the dumplings his little wife had made, he still wasn’t full, so he naturally couldn’t give them away.

So, without blushing or feeling short of breath, he finished all the dumplings under the increasingly resentful gazes.

The girls were angry but didn’t dare speak out and had to settle for the dumpling broth.

The broth, which had cooked fragments of dumplings in it, revealed a delicious taste as they drank it, eager to have some.

Yelyu Lie wordlessly raised a bowl at Auntie Ye to ask for a large bowl as well.

Yun Chunnuan, watching him from the side, couldn’t help but smile with eyes like crescent moons.

She didn’t quite know what kind of customs Bianliao Country had.

But from the memories of a Little Princess, at least in Great Xia Country, servants were just servants. Not to mention sitting at the same table with their masters, they weren’t even allowed to eat their own meals while the masters dined and had to stand by to serve them.

When Yun Chunnuan invited the little maids to the table, the Barbarian General only furrowed his brow but didn’t object.

Now, with everyone getting along so harmoniously, it inexplicably warmed Yun Chunnuan’s heart.

This home was very warm.

These people were very warm.

Especially that seemingly brutish man, who made her feel even warmer.

Such goodness, such goodness indeed!

This might be the best gift from heaven for her.

She was starting to like this place more and more.

Living a lifetime in such a loving place didn’t seem like a bad thing...

After dinner, Auntie Ye went to wash the dishes, and Qiao’er, chattering with a few maids, was still reluctant to leave.

They enjoyed listening to the Little Princess talk; her voice was sweet and melodious, and the stories she told were intriguing to them.

Yet Yun Chunnuan still remembered Yelyu Lie wanting to talk to her; after chatting for a while, she began yawning.

Qiao’er quickly gathered the little maids and left, not daring to look at the General’s increasingly darkening face.

When there were only two of them left in the room, Yun Chunnuan deliberately bolted the door and came to the Barbarian General’s side, asking, "What’s the matter? Can you tell me now?"

Yelyu Lie didn’t speak but instead opened his arms.

Under the oil lamp, his expression was a little sorrowful, appearing as pitiable as a little one wronged...or rather, a big one wronged.

The word "little" might never be related to him in this lifetime.

Yun Chunnuan’s heart ached, and without much thought, she nestled her soft, small body into his embrace.

Thinking the Barbarian General might not know how to start, Yun Chunnuan didn’t press further, resting her little head on his chest, holding him quietly...

"Nuannuan."

As time ticked by, he suddenly began in a hoarse voice, calling her name.

"Hmm?" Her voice was already sweet and soft, and now, slowed down gently, it was even more enchanting.

Just one syllable, and Yelyu Lie felt his heart race wildly.

"Let’s talk on the bed, shall we?"