The Widowed Mother, a Valiant General

After a while, Yu Mingchuan came in with a clay pot that was steaming hot.

Lu Qing got off the bed and put on her fox fur coat. He wasn't cold, however. Just as he walked into the bathroom, he was caught by Yu Mingchuan.

"I'll wash it for you."

These words were low and firm, but Lu Qing wanted to cry, but no tears came out.

Perhaps even in the 21st century, such things rarely happened. What kind of man washed a woman there? Why did she encounter such an eccentric person?

"Can I do it myself?"

"No."

I'm finished, this guy doesn't make sense.

After using an extremely awkward posture, Yu Mingchuan really did wash her clean. He then took out a piece of linen and folded it for her. Only after putting on a new robe did she finally calm down for the night.

Lu Qing woke up twice in the middle of the night to change into fine linen. He didn't sleep much the entire night, and as a result, he was unable to get up in the morning at all.

Yu Mingchuan didn't ask her to train in the morning as well. He only instructed Fang Jiming to stay here and not let anyone disturb her.

Lu Qing didn't go out that day. She didn't have the habit of staying out for lunch. Fang Jiming brought her three meals a day, with red bean porridge for every meal.

Xue Yan left. Before she left, she only went to the entrance of the Lieutenant's Mansion and shouted "I'm back to Hedong City" before hearing the clatter of hooves. That fella ran away without waiting for her to come out to send him off.

Only then did Lu Qing remember. Her fifty taels of gold!

That bastard Xue Yan actually ran away like that. What about her gold?

After gnashing his teeth for a long time, Lu Qing remembered what she said that night. She gave the gold to Yu Mingchuan, and the gold actually wasn't hers anymore …

By noon, Yu Mingchuan had returned with a large package. After opening it, Lu Qing looked conflicted. It was all a neat stack of thin strips of linen.

This man was truly … Lu Qing didn't know what to say. He had a nagging feeling.

Without exception, Lu Qing was once again grabbed and washed by Yu Mingchuan at night.

When he was sleeping, he hugged her even more tightly. His steaming hot hand had never left her stomach before.

For the next four days, it was the same.

It was only when Lu Qing's first aunt saw him again that Yu Mingchuan's face returned to normal. His eyes were half-lidded as he gave a fake smile, as if he was asking for a beating.

At the end of October, the first snow fell.

Lu Qing also received her frying pan that day. It was made of pig iron and was somewhat heavy. However, her body was now much better than before and she could easily pick it up.

In the small kitchen of the lieutenant's mansion, Lu Qing excitedly stir-fried her first dish — — scallion fried eggs.

It was fried with lard and tasted pretty good. Han Shuo ate a big bowl and packed a few egg cakes to take to Mr. Sanshan.

In the evening, Lu Qing also stir-fried some shredded meat and pieces of mushroom before calling Yu Mingchuan over.

"How's the taste?" Lu Qing was in an excellent mood as he prepared food for Yu Mingchuan. He was also enjoying his own meal.

"Madam's culinary skills are quite good. Your husband is so lucky."

As he ate the pieces of meat in the bowl, Yu Mingchuan's face was filled with satisfaction as his eyes narrowed even more.

Lu Qing giggled and began to eat.

She had recently calmed down and adapted to life here. She even made a lot of improvements. At the very least, the soldiers now had tofu to eat every day.

To supplement his vitamins, he mixed the dates and raisins that Hu Shang had brought with him with rice and millet. He added some red beans and mung beans and made them into octopus. Every two or three days, the soldiers would have a meal.

Currently, Lu Qing had become the most popular person amongst the people in the kitchen, Old Master Xia. Lu Qing was often held in hand to discuss cooking, as well as what things were edible by the lake.