Wu Linxuan had no idea what was going on in his wife's head all day.
"I am a man. And who exactly would I need to seduce?" Wu Linxuan tried to reason with his wife.
Even the most jealous woman wouldn’t take it to this extent.
But if he tried to assert his authority, it might work—yet reasoning with Lu Meng?
Her "twisted logic" was the distilled essence of millennia from another world.
"What’s wrong with being a man?" Lu Meng suppressed a laugh, speaking earnestly. "A man as stunning as you, Your Highness—just your face alone has driven countless people mad. With an injury in that place, who wouldn’t let their imagination run wild?"
"Besides, of course you don’t need to seduce anyone. You’re Prince Jian'an. It’s others who try to seduce you."
Lu Meng snorted. "If you weren’t Prince Jian'an, with looks like yours, who knows which noble would’ve dragged you into their inner chambers to play with you like a prized pet?"
"Listen to the nonsense you’re spouting!" Wu Linxuan’s face flushed red with anger.
"You—you spend all day—I’ve indulged you too much, letting you speak so recklessly!"
He felt deeply insulted—yet not entirely, because Lu Meng’s tone was filled with admiration and obsession, as if she cared so much that she assumed everyone desired him.
So even though he was irritated, he couldn’t bring himself to truly lash out at her. He could only stew in silence.
Such was the art of words.
Lu Meng had long since mastered the art of handling Wu Linxuan’s temper. Knowing exactly what was going through his mind, she didn’t back down. Instead, she lifted her chin defiantly.
"I’m only speaking the truth. Your Highness just doesn’t dare admit it. Has anyone ever dared to openly praise your looks in front of you all these years?"
"They’re not blind. They just don’t dare covet you because of your status as a prince."
There really hadn’t been.
Wu Linxuan was momentarily speechless. He had never paid much attention to his own appearance. But most women who served in the imperial palace were exceptional beauties, and the princes they bore were rarely unattractive. Even Emperor Yan’an, despite his age, still carried an imposing, majestic aura.
Seeing him at a loss for words, Lu Meng pouted slightly, softening her tone.
"Your Highness is mine. What’s wrong with me not wanting others to see you? You said it yourself—once we married, I became your wife. You belong to me alone."
With that, she grabbed Wu Linxuan’s collar, pulling him down to plant a kiss on his lips.
Wu Linxuan: "..."
He frowned, feeling his resolve weaken again. It was hard to maintain his dignity when he wasn’t even wearing a scrap of clothing below the waist—leaving him feeling exposed and vulnerable.
Even ashamed.
But when he tried to sit up and put on his pants, Lu Meng wrapped her arms around his waist, refusing to let him move. She tugged the blanket over him, covering everything below his waist—though her own hand ended up trapped beneath it as well.
Before long, Wu Linxuan’s expression softened completely. Propping himself up on one arm, he gazed at his wife, feeling like he was staring at a little demon of lust.
"I just wanted the imperial physician to massage the bruising away. I have to hunt tomorrow," Wu Linxuan finally explained.
He thought that would be the end of it.
He was wrong.
Lu Meng asked, "Is it that old man, the Head Physician?"
"Yes." Wu Linxuan nodded, even chuckling. "Does that put your mind at ease?"
Lu Meng smiled, twirling a lock of Wu Linxuan’s hair around her finger as if casually asking, "That Head Physician—judging by how gray his hair is, he must be at least seventy, right?"
"Just turned sixty. Why?"
"How many wives and concubines does he have? Any particularly young ones?"
Wu Linxuan’s brows furrowed sharply. He gave his wife a disapproving look. "What are you getting at now?"
"How would I know—"
Actually, he did know.
Wu Linxuan made it a point to thoroughly understand every subordinate under his control—the better to manipulate and restrain them.
Then, against his will, his eyebrow twitched.
Two years ago, the Head Physician had discreetly taken in a beautiful young concubine, who later bore him a son in his old age.
Lu Meng studied Wu Linxuan’s expression and smirked. "He does, doesn’t he?"
Men in this world, if they had even a modicum of status, all kept multiple wives and concubines.
Even those barely scraping by in poverty still scraped together coins for a visit to the brothel.
This was nothing unusual.
Wu Linxuan naturally saw it as normal too—but Lu Meng’s line of questioning only made him more suspicious of her intentions.
"Are you suggesting that taking a concubine would make him neglect his medical studies?"
"Your Highness, how could I think such a thing? The Head Physician serves you—his skills must be unparalleled. What does taking a concubine have to do with it?"
Lu Meng sighed dramatically. "I’m just worried. A man his age, bringing in a young beauty—it’s practically an old tree crushing a tender flower."
"I don’t actually mind men having multiple wives and concubines." (Not that her opinion would change anything—this was simply how the world worked.)
"But… Your Highness, I’d wager that none of the Head Physician’s concubines could hold a candle to your looks."
"You—!" Wu Linxuan finally grasped her meaning and instantly bristled with anger again.
"I am a man! And I am his master—his entire livelihood and life are in my hands. He wouldn’t dare!"
Lu Meng pretended to cower, shrinking back as if frightened by his outburst. "But Your Highness, with a face and legs like yours—far more tempting than any woman’s—who’s to say what goes through his mind?"
"Of course he wouldn’t dare show it. But can you control what people think? Can you read minds?"
"Can you tell what I’m thinking right now?" Lu Meng stared at Wu Linxuan, feigning solemnity and concern—while her mind overflowed with indecent fantasies.
She desperately wanted to massage his bruises herself. Just imagining Wu Linxuan unable to suppress his pained moans, biting his lip to endure it, his body tensing—Lu Meng felt her blood rush straight to her head.
Those endlessly long legs of his, which she could spend all night caressing, were her favorite. Such opportunities were rare—how could she let some old man take advantage?
"I don’t care what you’re thinking. If you keep spouting nonsense, I’ll have your tongue cut out!"
Wu Linxuan rolled onto his side beside Lu Meng, frowning in silence. Normally, he would never entertain such thoughts—but now, the more he dwelled on it, the more unsettled he became.
An old man taking a young concubine to bear him children was considered a blessing in this world, a mark of masculine prestige.
But Lu Meng had painted a vivid picture for him—one of an elderly man with a youthful beauty, fathering a child in his twilight years.
Would a man like that really not let his mind wander while touching him?
If that old physician massaged his bruises—especially in such a sensitive area—and entertained even the slightest improper thought, Wu Linxuan would want to kill him.
Lu Meng stayed quiet, giving Wu Linxuan time to stew in his imagination. Once the seed was planted, there was no going back.
The mind was such a disobedient thing. Hehehe.
Sure enough, after a while, Wu Linxuan turned his head to look at her, his expression unreadable.
"You did this on purpose." Wu Linxuan saw right through her little game.
He fished out a small bottle from the clothes by the bed and handed it to Lu Meng, saying, "Then you rub it in. Use some force—the bruise needs to be completely worked out, or I won’t be able to ride tomorrow."
Lu Meng didn’t bother hiding her excitement. She sprang up eagerly, kneeling beside him, and took the bottle with a look of barely contained glee, her eyes gleaming with mischief. Wu Linxuan’s ears flushed red under her gaze.
They had done everything together, yet somehow, Lu Meng always managed to make him flustered. It was baffling.
With exaggerated obedience, Lu Meng took the ointment and carefully laid Wu Linxuan’s injured leg flat. She poked at the bruise with a finger first.
Wu Linxuan instinctively twitched, and Lu Meng rubbed her hands together like a fly, eyes locked onto him as she scooped a generous dollop of ointment onto her fingertips, warming it between her palms.
Then she announced, "Here I go, Your Highness."
"Just shut up!" Wu Linxuan had suffered plenty of bruises during his martial training, but whether it was the imperial physician or his subordinates tending to him, none had ever made him feel this… embarrassed.
"Use more force—ah!"
Lu Meng was far from weak.
Especially when her lustful impulses kicked in—then her strength seemed boundless.
The way she had once grabbed Wu Linxuan’s belt and flung him onto the bed was proof enough that when Lu Meng set her mind to something, she went all in.
At first, Wu Linxuan had worried she wouldn’t press hard enough, but he hadn’t accounted for Lu Meng throwing her entire body into the task.
The sounds Wu Linxuan made were as melodious as Lu Meng had imagined, akin in her mind to the Pathétique Sonata—specifically the most tumultuous third movement.
"Ease up—ah! Ease up!" Wu Linxuan couldn’t take it anymore. He propped himself up on his elbows and grabbed Lu Meng’s arm. "Are you trying to murder your own husband?"
Lu Meng’s face was flushed, her entire body burning up.
She had a little secret—she loved listening to Wu Linxuan’s noises.
Her gaze clung to him like silk threads as she pressed a finger to his forehead and pushed him back onto the pillow. "Don’t move, Your Highness. We’re just getting started. It’ll take a while to work out the bruise."
Kneeling over Wu Linxuan’s thigh, Lu Meng adopted the posture of someone performing CPR, pressing her fingers into the bruise and putting her full weight into it, ensuring the ointment melded thoroughly with his smooth skin, seeping in to do its work.
Veins bulged in Wu Linxuan’s neck. He shot her a glare—half reproachful, half resigned—before tilting his head back against the pillow. Strands of hair clung to his sweat-dampened cheek, making him look devastatingly handsome.
Frowning, he shut his eyes and draped an arm over his face, as if blocking his sight would dull the pain. But he couldn’t stay silent forever. After all, humans had mouths not just for eating, but for expressing themselves—in all kinds of ways.
Right now, Wu Linxuan was like a piano.
Lu Meng had never played one. Her parents had divorced when she was young, and while she’d briefly taken dance lessons, they hadn’t lasted. In her world, children from lower-middle-class families rarely got the chance to touch something as expensive as a piano.
She had visited music stores before but never dared to try playing. To her, pianos were mysterious, elegant—utterly unattainable.
She had mimed playing on flat surfaces, imagining the sensation.
But now, in this world, she felt like she finally had her own piano.
Exquisite, beautiful, with a voice like heaven—and from head to toe, radiating an air of luxury she could never afford.
But that didn’t matter.
She could play it however she wanted!
Lu Meng worked up a sweat. At one point, Wu Linxuan couldn’t take it anymore and tried to push her off. "Enough. The bruise is gone, right? If you keep going, the bruise might fade, but so will I!"
Lu Meng was reluctant to stop—she was in the middle of her "world tour," playing with gusto.
Panting, she finally paused, her face alight with exhilaration.
Wu Linxuan couldn’t fathom why she was so thrilled about rubbing out a bruise. Remembering the occasional sounds he hadn’t been able to suppress, he glanced toward the tent entrance, his lips twitching.
"Control yourself!" He had never met a woman so… unrestrained.
He sat up, checking the bruise—it really had mostly faded.
Drenched in sweat, he moved to wipe himself down and get dressed, but Lu Meng stopped him again.
"Don’t close your legs yet," she said, gripping his shoulders, her eyes shimmering like autumn water as she blinked up at him.
Wu Linxuan: "…You accuse others of having impure thoughts, but you’re the worst of all. What exactly were you thinking about just now? Hmm?"
"Go on, say it," he pressed, feigning sternness.
Lu Meng grinned slowly and leaned in. "Whatever I was thinking, it’s perfectly legal. I’m the Princess of Jian'an, and you’re my man."
Her shamelessness left Wu Linxuan at a loss. She kissed the tip of his sweaty nose and murmured, "Come on, now that the bruise is gone, let me check if your balls got crushed."
"You—!" So much for pretending she was worried about him! It was always about this!
Wu Linxuan was pulled into an embrace. His eyes darkened with conflicting emotions, but eventually, they softened into resignation—and something else, flickering beneath the surface.
Not that he could refuse her anyway.
(Though if he tried, Lu Meng would just tease him into submission. And besides, when two people sparked like this, how could only one of them burn?)
So, with one thing leading to another, Lu Meng conducted a thorough inspection—inside and out—confirming that everything was safe, healthy, and perfectly symmetrical.
Afterward, they washed up together. For once, Lu Meng was gentle, wringing out a cloth to wipe Wu Linxuan’s face—though her technique was haphazard at best.
(The fabric in this world was nowhere near as soft as the towels from hers.)
Wu Linxuan couldn’t even keep his eyes open. He caught her wrist and sighed. "If you don’t know how to tend to someone, just don’t. You’re about to gouge my eyes out."
Lu Meng tossed the cloth aside and stepped forward, wrapping her arms around his waist.
Both were dressed in loose inner robes, their hair cascading freely. Wu Linxuan, tall and lean, bent slightly to look down at his princess.
For once, his heart felt submerged in warm water—soft and weightless.
The dim light of the tent flickered around them, swaying with the breeze that slipped through the seams, casting shifting shadows over their faces as they gazed at each other in silence.
It didn’t last long.
Lu Meng broke the quiet with, "It’s still early… How about we… mmmph?!"
Wu Linxuan covered her mouth, narrowing his eyes. "Not happening. I’m heading into the mountains tomorrow. Let’s sleep."
Afraid she’d say something outrageous if he released her, he added, "Once we’re back at the palace, you can have your way with me as much as you want."
Lu Meng’s eyes crinkled with laughter. What she’d been about to say wasn’t "Let’s go again"—she wasn’t that insatiable.
(Even if she were, she believed in sustainable practices. The field might never wear out, but overworking the ox wasn’t ideal either.)
Even at the age of a high - schooler, considering that Wu Linxuan (also known as Big Dog Wu) had intense physical activities during the day, it was really not advisable to push him too hard.
Lu Meng didn't have any particular ideas for tonight. She was also tired herself. It was just that Wu Linxuan had such a nice voice.
Moreover, Lu Meng found that as a proper male protagonist from an early ancient - style novel, Wu Linxuan's appearance was truly impeccable. He looked good from any angle, and like a high - end car, all his features were top - notch.
Take his legs, for example. Wow, they were amazing.
He really couldn't let the imperial physician examine him.
Lu Meng nodded, and Wu Linxuan released her lips.
But then Wu Linxuan seemed to remember something and said, "It's not okay in the carriage. From now on, no more outside the room. Stop giving me that smile!"
"What kind of smile am I giving?"
Lu Meng rolled her eyes and snorted, saying in a sarcastic tone, "It's as if I'm so eager for it..."
Just after finishing eating, with rice grains still hanging on the corner of her mouth, Lu Meng knocked over the bowl.
After saying that, Lu Meng turned around and ran, but was still grabbed by Wu Linxuan by the back of her neck.
"What did you say? Say it again," Wu Linxuan asked with a smile, his sharp canine teeth almost touching his own tongue.
"Who was it just now, calling me good brother non - stop, and saying I'm incredibly charming? Who said it's worth dying in my bed?"
Wu Linxuan pressed Lu Meng's neck and pushed her head into the quilt, whispering in her ear, "Who said it's worth it? Hmm?"
Lu Meng burst into laughter.
She actually wanted to say, "Do you really believe what was said in bed?"
But to prevent really annoying Big Dog Wu, Lu Meng laughed while begging for mercy.
Wu Linxuan was never a person who liked to play around. He was always steady and never engaged in such playful antics with others.
But with his princess, he just couldn't help it. Because sometimes, if he didn't take action, his princess's mouth could really make him furious.
After a little play fight, they washed up clean and climbed into bed.
Just as Lu Meng had just lain down and Wu Linxuan was about to reach out to hug her, they heard Xin Ya's lowered voice asking, "Princess, Your Highness, are you asleep?"
Lu Meng glanced in the direction of the tent entrance, and Wu Linxuan asked in a deep voice, "What's the matter?"
"It's like this. When it just got dark, the prince of Fengqu Kingdom sent Snow - Treading Plum Blossom here."
"But Snow - Treading Plum Blossom just wouldn't rest. It kept neighing. The servants couldn't handle it. It bites people. So they sent someone to ask the prince of Fengqu Kingdom, and the prince said it was insisting on seeing the princess..."
"Hmm?" Lu Meng raised her head and suddenly remembered that when she was riding during the day, she promised to give Snow - Treading Plum Blossom some delicious food in the evening. But she got so caught up with Big Dog Wu that she forgot!
Lu Meng immediately wanted to get up. Wu Linxuan pressed her shoulder and asked, "What are you doing?"
"When you and I went riding tonight, Snow - Treading Plum Blossom was about to make a fuss. I promised to give it some delicious food, but I didn't. It must be making a fuss because it didn't get the good food. Your Highness, you go to sleep first,"
Lu Meng got up and went to put on her outer robe. She said, "I'll come back after feeding the horse."
"You can just let the servants feed it. It's late at night..."
"Muah!" Lu Meng held Big Dog Wu's head and gave him a big kiss on the forehead, then pushed him back onto the pillow.
"Go to sleep, dear. It won't let others get close to it..."
Lu Meng quickly put on her clothes and wrapped herself in a thick cloak. The cloak was Big Dog Wu's, so long that it almost dragged on the ground. She lifted it up with her hand.
Wu Linxuan lay there watching his princess go out to feed the horse in the middle of the night. He couldn't quite put into words how he felt.
The two had just been intimate. Shouldn't they be cuddling together in bed at this time? Wu Linxuan watched as Lu Meng lifted the tent flap and went out. He turned his head to look at the hourglass, sighed, and closed his eyes.
Lu Meng first sent a maid to the kitchen near the tents to find some food.
They couldn't find any delicate pastries, but there were some rough, overly sweet ones, as well as some cakes. She rolled them up and carried them in a cloth bag.
Snow - Treading Plum Blossom was sent here today, but there wasn't a special stable for it here. So it was just simply enclosed by a fence.
To prevent it from jumping out, the fence was very high. Now it was tossing and turning inside, and Lu Meng could hear it from a long distance away.
If it weren't for the fact that the place where Lu Meng's tent was located was quite far from the place where the horses were kept, she should have heard it in the tent.
Little Hong and Du Long were actually there at this time. Lu Meng glanced at them and found that they were all standing on the fence, looking at the horse.
Lu Meng quickly realized that these people were all from a military background. It was quite normal for them to like horses. In the era of cold weapons, cavalry was king on the battlefield.
"The princess is here..." a member of the mercenary team murmured in a low voice.
Several people then looked towards Lu Meng.
Lu Meng, looking like a high - born noblewoman sneaking out at night, walked rather clumsily with a cloth bag under her arm to the edge of the fence.
"Is that food?" Du Long jumped down from the fence and asked Lu Meng curiously, "Did the princess tame this horse with this kind of food?"
"Not necessarily," Lu Meng said with a mysterious smile, "You can go in and try to feed it."
Everyone thought of the young master from a noble family during the day, whose wrist was severely bitten.
Lu Meng subtly showed off a bit. In fact, she didn't know how she had tamed this horse.
If it was said to be the heroine's halo, the system said that the heroine of a tragic love story didn't have a halo and relied solely on her own good fortune.
If it was said to be because of the male protagonist, Wu Linxuan's dog almost got crushed by Snow - Treading Plum Blossom.
Lu Meng asked the servant to open the fence. The restless Snow - Treading Plum Blossom immediately ran towards her.
When it reached Lu Meng's side, Lu Meng quickly grabbed the cloak and covered her face with it.
Snow - Treading Plum Blossom gave a loud snort, and all the snot was sprayed on Big Dog Wu's cloak.
After it was over, Lu Meng took the cloak off, opened the cloth bag in her arms, and held it out under Snow - Treading Plum Blossom's big horse face.
"Eat!"
Sure enough, Snow - Treading Plum Blossom lowered its head and started gobbling up the pastries and cakes.
These were the kinds of food that horse - keepers wouldn't usually feed. They would feed grains but not these kinds of cakes made for humans, let alone pastries.
Seeing that the horse had calmed down, Little Hong and the others also gathered around. The bolder ones directly reached out to touch it, patting it here and there.
"What a magnificent horse," Little Hong sighed, "It's a pity for such a horse not to go to the battlefield."
Snow - Treading Plum Blossom was a bit irritated and didn't like being touched casually.
But with Lu Meng patting its head from time to time to comfort it, it endured these people.
"It probably doesn't want to go to the battlefield. Otherwise, it wouldn't have recognized me as its master," Lu Meng thought to herself. In this world today, probably only by following her could it have a good life.
After all, other people raised horses either to send them to the battlefield, or for horse - racing, or to show them off and push them to their limits.
But Lu Meng raised horses simply as pets.
This horse was smart. It knew who it should follow to have a good life.
Actually, Lu Meng's guess was also incorrect. Snow-seeking Plum didn't really have such a high IQ.
The reason why it recognized Lu Meng as its master was something that no one else could figure out, but Yin Linxu did.
Yin Linxu was still awake at this time. He had spent a long time with this horse, and in fact, he was quite reluctant to part with it.
So he watched from afar as the Princess of Jian'an stroked the big horse's head one by one and fed Snow-seeking Plum some human food.
In the forest in the middle of the night, Yin Linxu sighed silently.
It was probably because this Princess of Jian'an had absolutely no desire to conquer it that Snow-seeking Plum recognized her as its master.
It was the most difficult horse king to tame in history. It refused to submit to anyone. Even the strongest warriors couldn't make it bow its head.
A tamed horse was like a slave. Once it received its master's order, it had to obey it unto death.
Snow-seeking Plum refused to bow its head to anyone. It didn't want to be a slave, so it found itself a master to whom it didn't have to bow.
Yin Linxu quickly turned around and left. The cloth bag in Lu Meng's hand was also empty.
"You can really eat," Lu Meng said. "It's not good to eat too much grain. Horses should still eat grass, otherwise they won't live long."
After hearing this, Du Long curled his lips and laughed. "When have war horses ever lived long?"
"I'm not going to let it go to war," Lu Meng patted the horse's head and said. "Alright, you've had some good things to eat. I have to go back and sleep."
"You guys should also go back and rest," Lu Meng was very friendly to her mercenary team and didn't have any overbearing master attitude at all.
The mercenary team's attitude towards her was more like that towards a friend or a sister. Many things didn't need her to order or ask, and they would all do them voluntarily for her.
It's just that Lu Meng was a female after all, so they usually didn't dare to get too close to her, and they even dared not act recklessly to avoid causing any gossips or troubles for her.
Otherwise, she wouldn't have been left alone on the night when the camp caught fire.
But now the people in the mercenary team were very relieved. The princess had turned misfortune into good fortune, made a great splash, obtained such a fine horse, and saved three people from the Cen family.
Who would dare to be dissatisfied?
There were Feng Beiyi and Deputy General Zhangsun in the southern border, and the Cen family in the court. Moreover, she herself was the Princess of Jian'an personally approved by the emperor with his red brush. From now on, if anyone looked down on her, perhaps even Prince Jian'an wouldn't dare to treat her casually.
Several people escorted the Princess of Jian'an back to the tent all the way and then went back to rest respectively.
After Lu Meng finished feeding the horse, she washed her hands. She shook her cape a little guiltily. There was horse snot on the cape, which was why she didn't wear her own cape to feed the horse.
Wu Linxuan slept very lightly. As soon as Lu Meng entered the room, he was already awake, but he just kept his eyes closed.
After hanging up Wu Linxuan's cape, Lu Meng took off her clothes and climbed onto the bed shiveringly cold. After getting on the bed, she directly reached out to touch Wu Linxuan and specifically hugged his waist where a part of his inner robe was lifted up.
"Hiss..."
Wu Linxuan opened his eyes and stared at her. "So cold. What if you give me a chill?"
This was what Lu Meng had said before.
Lu Meng paused for a moment and continued to move forward, hugging the warm "Big Dog Wu" tightly.
She clicked her tongue and said, "I won't allow the prince to talk about himself like this. The prince is so strong and healthy. How could he get sick so easily? The prince mustn't curse himself. Quick, spit three times. How inauspicious."
Wu Linxuan laughed. He couldn't even get angry.
He glanced sideways at the woman who had burrowed into his arms and snorted. "Anyway, you're always right, aren't you?"
"Isn't the prince sleepy yet? Stop talking. If you're not sleepy, I'll climb on top..."
Wu Linxuan was silent for a moment and pinched her ear. "How can you be so shameless? Even if you didn't learn the virtues of a woman since childhood, you should at least know about propriety, righteousness, and shame, right?"
As soon as Lu Meng opened her mouth, it was a cheesy pick-up line. "What's the use of a face? I only need the prince. The prince likes me like this, otherwise why are you holding me so tight?"
Wu Linxuan sighed deeply and didn't say anything else. He tightened his arms and hugged her even tighter.
Soon, their breathing became even, and they sank into their respective dreams.
When Lu Meng woke up the next morning, "Big Dog Wu" was nowhere to be seen.
It was the second day of the hunting competition. They would shoot at moving targets in the morning and enter the forest for hunting in the afternoon.
The emperor wouldn't keep an eye on the whole process today, so the female relatives didn't have to go either. Generally speaking, it was free time.
As long as it was related to freedom, Lu Meng would never go.
She slept until she really couldn't sleep anymore. When she would have a headache if she slept any longer, she got up reluctantly.
She was starving, but just thinking about those rough foods made her lose her appetite.
She felt that she had been starved thin these two days. She was still growing up, and Lu Meng was still thinking that she could grow taller, at least to "Big Dog Wu's" shoulder.
"Big Dog Wu" was conservatively estimated to be over 1.8 meters tall now, but his feet were really not big, and their shape was very nice. The curve of the ankle bone was extremely beautiful. Especially when he vigorously kicked the bed, the pulled veins were very sexy. It was really unscientific for a man like him to have such small feet.
Of course, many scientific things weren't absolute. Maybe "Big Dog Wu" just had small feet naturally?
However, there was really a pleasant surprise this morning. Because Xin Ya personally went to the kitchen and cooked those usually unpalatable ingredients into delicious dishes.
While eating, Lu Meng praised, "With such cooking skills, Nanny Xin Ya shouldn't be a nanny. She should open a restaurant and be the boss lady!"
Xin Ya squinted and smiled. She had a very delicate and generous appearance, not at all coquettish.
She had served Lu Meng with extra care since yesterday. Xiuyun and Xiuli hadn't even been able to get close to Lu Meng this morning.
"When I was in the palace, I worked in the dining room for some time and know how to cook some simple dishes. If the princess likes them, I can often cook for the princess in the future," Xin Ya said.
Lu Meng also noticed that her attitude towards herself was different from before.
She didn't care how sincere it was. Anyway, she would accept this favor first. Maybe it would come in handy later.
After Lu Meng was full in the morning, or rather at noon, she simply dressed up and went to see Snow-seeking Plum.
She didn't like the horse very much at first, but since it was so competitive and good-looking, who wouldn't like it? Lu Meng also brought it some delicious food, all of which were leftovers of her own.
When Wu Linxuan came back in the afternoon, he was a little hungry and looked for food everywhere in the room. As a result, he couldn't even find a single piece of pastry around the princess, who usually had snacks constantly wherever she went.
This wasn't the normal mealtime. Wu Linxuan was very strict with himself. He had been like this since childhood and would definitely not eat at non - mealtime.
But he hadn't eaten anything this morning and had been competing all day. After his own competition was over, he also had to supervise the other young masters from noble families...
The food at noon was unpalatable. Since the emperor wasn't here today, the food in the hunting ground had returned to the normal big - pot cooking. Wu Linxuan only took a few mouthfuls and was with a few princes he hated the most, which made him even less appetized.
Moreover... he didn't even notice when he also started to be picky about food.
He always remembered that there were all kinds of delicious food around his princess. So he came back in high spirits, hoping to casually take a few bites, but found nothing.
All the food had been given to the horses by Lu Meng.
When Lu Meng came back, he saw Wu Linxuan rummaging around the tent as if looking for something. Standing at the tent door, he asked in confusion, "What are you looking for?"
Wu Linxuan didn't say a word. He was too embarrassed to admit that he was looking for something to eat. It was already very disgraceful for him to eat the leftovers of others.
But he was a bit unhappy because he didn't find what he was looking for.
So he shook his head, sat down at the table, poured himself a glass of water, and drank it all in one gulp.
Then he poured another glass.
And another.
And another...
Lu Meng held down his hand.
"Is the prince hungry? You're only eighteen and still growing. Drinking water won't provide any nutrition."
Lu Meng said to Xin Ya at the door, "The bean porridge should be cooked through by now. Bring it here. The prince and I will have some together."
Xin Ya immediately responded and sent a maid to the kitchen to fetch it. Lu Meng said, "If you're hungry, just say so. What's the point of drinking water? Does the prince still only eat three mouthfuls of each thing in front of me?"
Lu Meng looked at him as if he had already seen through this "little thing" and said, "The pastries sent here are so crude and not delicious at all. I've given them all to the horses."
"Let's finish the competition quickly and go back. We're still growing and can't always eat such things. It'll affect our development."
There was still a little trace of water on Wu Linxuan's lips. He was amused by Lu Meng's words.
Ordinary couples at their age were already able to support their own families. Of course, they could too.
But still growing?
Wu Linxuan always found the remarks that popped out of his princess's mouth both interesting and helpless.
However, he wouldn't bring up the previous remark he made about "women your age already having several children".
Last night... as soon as it was over, the look of his princess actively taking the medicine made Wu Linxuan feel a bit uncomfortable for a moment.
So Wu Linxuan didn't say a word. He lowered his eyes and looked at their overlapping hands. His mind seemed to be wandering, and his eyes were a bit obscure.
But soon, the maid brought back the bean porridge. After Xin Ya served it up, Lu Meng gave a bowl to Wu Linxuan.
"Eat it. I asked Nanny Xin Ya to specifically find some red beans. They've been simmering for most of the day and are completely soft."
Wu Linxuan didn't expect it to be red bean porridge again.
He used to think that this woman, right after their marriage, was using this to imply and beg for his favor, wanting to consummate the marriage with him.
But now he stirred the red bean porridge with a spoon. It was indeed very soft and not at all undercooked.
Suddenly, Wu Linxuan seemed to think of something and looked up at his princess.
"Do you know what red bean porridge symbolizes?"
Lu Meng took a big mouthful. It was soft, sweet, and even more delicious than the one cooked in the prince's mansion. Xin Ya's cooking skills were really good.
Hearing Wu Linxuan's question, she looked up in confusion. After swallowing the food in her mouth, she said, "What does it symbolize? It can dispel wind, remove dampness, and replenish qi and blood. It's very good."
Wu Linxuan moved his lips. Only now did he realize that those bowls of red bean porridge served in front of him didn't have that meaning at all.
He had misunderstood.
At that time, she really listened to him and never coveted what didn't belong to her.
As for later... she would rather relieve herself with a jade ruyi than have any thoughts about him.
Wu Linxuan was a bit in a daze.
Once she did mention consummating the marriage. But Wu Linxuan was very shrewd. After making some inquiries later, he found out that she said that just to gloss over the incident of Yue Hui falling on her.
So did he fall in love first?
A woman from a deep - seated mansion who hadn't been enlightened and hadn't read the female virtues, and when she got married, there were only two little maids by her side and no nanny to teach her. It seemed reasonable that she didn't know the meaning of red bean porridge...
In the end, Wu Linxuan didn't say anything. He lowered his head and took a big mouthful. It was indeed very soft and sweet.
After they finished eating, Wu Linxuan left again.
Lu Meng asked the maid to clear away the bowls. Xin Ya then asked her, "Does the princess want to take a walk in the hunting ground?"
Go there and be a target?
Lu Meng shook her head vigorously like a rattle.
"Prepare some things and ask Xiuyun and Xiuli to send them to Old Madam Cen. Tell them to say that I'm not feeling well and that I was scared yesterday."
Xin Ya nodded. "The things are already prepared, some daily necessities for female relatives and high - quality calming herbs."
They weren't overly precious, but they were quite rare in this hunting ground.
Lu Meng always trusted Xin Ya's etiquette and thoughtfulness, especially now that Xin Ya was extremely grateful to her.
"That's good. You can arrange it." Lu Meng said and yawned.
Although sending things by the maid wasn't as good as going there herself.
She wouldn't get involved in the plot if she didn't have to. But since she came to the hunting ground... let her count... She fainted on the fourteenth of September and woke up. The hunting was postponed for a day and started on the sixteenth.
So today was the seventeenth of September.
She had been here for three days. The system hadn't issued any embarrassing lines. Was it because the plot had deviated?
Lu Meng was a bit happy and a bit nervous.
But she was good at dealing with whatever came her way. After all, being at the end of one's rope was the primary driving force.
Then Lu Meng lay down again after eating the red bean porridge.
Xin Ya knew that she was going to sleep again. Now Xin Ya thought that the princess had an extremely good temper.
She never caused any trouble, ate and slept well, was in good health, and had a kind heart.
But for such a good master, even if she didn't cause trouble, trouble always found her.
Lu Meng had only slept for a little while when Xin Ya gently woke her up.
Xin Ya looked a bit complicated. She helped Lu Meng sit up and said, "Princess Yinyue, the daughter of Prince Baili, has requested an audience with the princess."
Lu Meng sat there in a daze and thought for a long time.
Only then did she remember who Princess Yinyue was.
The second female lead... or the third?
The woman whom "Big Dog Wu" (a pet name for Wu Linxuan) married first and tortured the original female lead.
