Lang Bo, that big rough fellow, was embarrassed. The hands holding the pot trembled as he said anxiously and hastily: “That… I just randomly cooked a bit, and ate more than half of it myself. Later, I thought Miss Qin probably hadn’t eaten yet, and since her health isn’t good, I brought over what was left. There’s no other meaning to it, and it wasn’t deliberate.”

Whether it was deliberate or not—the masses’ eyes were bright and clear!

Tang Si, seeing him being stubborn, rolled her eyes.

Fine, being stubborn, are we? Let’s see how long you can keep that up!

So she rubbed her swollen belly, saying: “Actually, I’m hungry too. Lately my mouth has been bitter, and I want to eat something light. Why don’t I have some too?”

As soon as she finished speaking, she reached out and took the pot of porridge from Lang Bo’s hands!

Turning around, she entered Qin Xi’s tent.

She fetched two small bowls and spoons.

Qin Xi was somewhat at a loss, glancing at Lang Bo.

Lang Bo clutched at his clothes with both hands, saying: “Miss Qin, then I’ll take my leave first.”

Preparing to depart!

Tang Si called out loudly to stop him.

“You both come in! Sit, sit, sit!”

She beckoned to them.

So, the three sat around the table.

Tang Si filled two bowls of porridge—one for Qin Xi, one for herself.

She picked up her bowl and cheerfully began eating.

Just as one spoonful entered her mouth!

Her brow furrowed.

She reluctantly swallowed that mouthful of plain porridge.

Then her face completely fell.

As if she’d eaten arsenic, she immediately pushed the bowl away.

Looking at Lang Bo incredulously, she pointed at the pot of porridge before her and asked: “Big fool, are you certain this is porridge you cooked?”

Lang Bo swallowed hard and firmly nodded his head!

And said: “I cooked it for three hours.”

“It’s terrible.”

Saying it so directly—don’t I need face!

Lang Bo panicked, immediately taking back the bowl of porridge placed before Qin Xi and pouring it back into that pot of seemingly proper white porridge, quickly covering it with the lid.

He stammered: “That… this was my first time making porridge. The taste probably isn’t good.”

Tang Si exposed him: “But you just clearly said you ate half of it yourself, which is why you brought it for Miss Qin, and you emphasized it wasn’t deliberate. Since you ate it, wouldn’t you know whether it tasted good or not?”

Awkward!

“…” Lang Bo hurriedly signaled her with his eyes.

An expression of “please spare me.”

Tang Si covered her mouth and laughed. She coughed lightly: “All right, all right, I’ll stop teasing you. Look how nervous you are—I’m not going to eat you.” She turned to Qin Xi and said: “Miss Qin, don’t look at him as just a big fool who only knows swords and blades all day. Often men like this are the most tender and most attentive. Just like my Muruo—don’t look at how he only knows drinking and fighting every day. After marrying me, he became so gentle, and he…”

She kept praising her Muruo.

Gradually straying from the topic.

By the time she became aware of it, a full incense stick’s time had already passed.

Qin Xi was a good girl who didn’t interrupt her, listening to her the entire time, seemingly also very interested.

After Tang Si ended the topic of herself and Muruo, she finally slowly got to the point: “Miss Qin, if you can meet someone who treats you so well, you absolutely mustn’t miss the opportunity. Once you miss it, it’s gone. You should understand what I mean, right?”

Qin Xi bit her lip and glanced at Lang Bo.

Her cheeks flushed bright red!

Tang Si didn’t continue teasing them.

How difficult it was to play matchmaker with such a big belly!

So she struggled to support herself and stand up, leaving Lang Bo with one more line: “Big fool, I’ve helped you this far. Don’t be foolish anymore.”

Lang Bo looked at her with an expression of “hurry up and leave.”

Tang Si’s lips secretly tinged with a smile as she went out.

Inside the tent.

Lang Bo and Qin Xi sat facing each other.

Although Tang Si’s interference had made the atmosphere somewhat awkward, it was also thanks to her interference that both their feelings were laid bare—no need to hide anymore or rack their brains trying to figure out each other’s thoughts.

At least they knew that Qin Xi had feelings for Lang Bo, and Lang Bo had feelings for her.

After a long silence.

“That…”

“That…”

The two spoke almost simultaneously.

Lang Bo, like a little fanboy, looked at Qin Xi’s gentle, captivating eyes and completely lost his composure. He quickly said: “Miss Qin, you speak first.”

“Actually…” Qin Xi hesitated for a moment, then gathered her courage and said: “Brother Lang, you are my lifesaver. Without you, I might already be dead. In my heart, you’re more important than my life. Growing up, this is the first time… I’ve had feelings for someone. I know saying such things is very forward, but if I don’t say it, then as Miss Tang just said, perhaps… I truly would miss this chance.”

Tears glistened in her eyes!

The sight shattered Lang Bo’s heart.

“Miss Qin, I…”

“You don’t need to answer me hastily. You can consider it slowly. I know I’m not worthy of you. Someone as good as you, Brother Lang, surely many girls like. I just don’t want to hide my feelings anymore.”

“It’s not that, Miss Qin. It’s that I’m not worthy of you. I…”

“Brother Lang, you don’t need to answer me hastily. I know you can’t let go of your young master. If you’re with me, you won’t be able to follow him anymore. I don’t want to make things difficult for you, so please consider it carefully.”

This truly was a difficult problem!

If he truly got together with Qin Xi, it would mean finding a place to settle down with her. Then, he would be unable to follow his own prince. If it really came to that, it would indeed be difficult to make an immediate decision. Fortunately, Qin Xi was a sensible girl who gave him ample time to consider.

And she also told him: “You already know my feelings, but no matter what you choose, I won’t force you.”

Look! What a wonderful girl.

It was precisely because of these words that Lang Bo lost his soul.

After returning to his own tent, he kept thinking about this matter.

And he was clear that he indeed liked Qin Xi, but… he also couldn’t bear to leave his own prince!

After all, he truly loved his prince!

Thinking it over again and again, he couldn’t arrive at a definite answer.

Finally, he directly grabbed a jug of wine and went to find Muruo, planning to learn from his experience.

Muruo was just carrying several rabbits back from outside when he was dragged into the tent.

“What’s wrong? So flustered.”

The two sat down.

Lang Bo pushed a jar of wine toward him and said very seriously: “Divine Physician Muruo, I’m ill—the terminally ill kind.”

Uh!

Muruo stared at him, using the back of his hand to feel his forehead.

Then he grasped his wrist and took his pulse for a while.

He clicked his tongue several times, narrowing his eyes, deliberately putting on a serious face: “Mmm, indeed terminally ill. Better prepare your funeral arrangements.”

Upon hearing this!

Lang Bo became very nervous, leaning forward and quickly asking: “Then what illness is it exactly?”

Muruo slowly uttered two words from his mouth: “Heart ailment!”

Heart ailments are hard to cure!