alleviate your coughing up blood and shortness of breath symptoms. Perhaps I can even extend your life by a few years. Would you like me to write a prescription for you to try"Mo Rui was stunned, bef...Ning'er quickly had the kitchen staff bring over a still-hot breakfast.

After the food was served, Mo Junyi eagerly pushed a small bowl of noodles in front of An Xuetang and handed her chopsticks. "Mother, try this noodle, I made it myself."

"..."

An Xuetang was surprised, "Ziling, you did this You went to the kitchen early in the morning to make this"

“Yes, Mother, please try some and see if it tastes good.”

Seeing the expectant look in his eyes, An Xue Tang didn't bother to ask any further questions. She quickly ate two bites under his gaze.

"Zi Ling, your craftsmanship has become even better."

"Really" Mo Junyi was instantly about to get carried away when he was praised.

An Xue Tang didn't hold back her praise, saying, “This noodle is really delicious.”

After that, she ate two bites in response to the occasion.

However, Feng Ming did not let her eat too much. Feng Ming moved the bowl of noodles in front of her away.

An Xuetang blinked, before she could ask anything, Feng Ming pushed a plate of dumplings toward her and said calmly, “A Tang, eat some dumplings. These were made by your elder brother.”

"...“ Let me know if you'd like to translate anything else!

She stared at him in shock. Her older brother didn't seem like the type to cook at all!!

What day is this, anyway Something's just not right about everything today.

Yesterday was off, and today is still off!

"Brother, are you alright"

Feng Ming raised an eyebrow, "What could possibly be the matter"

"Why did you suddenly think of cooking"

"If Mo Junyi can make noodles for you, why not let me make some dumplings for my brother"

...

There's nothing wrong with it, but... to her, it just seemed so weird!

However, she still asked about everything and politely ate two.

Although Feng Ming didn't ask her directly how she tasted, his expectant gaze almost made An Xue Tang burst into laughter.

After eating two, An Xuetang could no longer bear to tease him. She said, "Brother, are these dumplings really made by you"

Feng Ming was a little nervous. He looked carefully at her expression, wondering if she liked him or not.

If he doesn't like it, he can just blame someone else and say he didn't make the dumplings.

The problem is he's also unsure now whether her expressionless face means she's happy or unhappy!

Before Feng Ming could say anything, Mo Jun Yi, who stood beside her, spoke with a hint of mockery, “Mother, these dumplings were indeed made by your father. I was there assisting him, following the method you taught me before. Unfortunately…”

At this point, Mo Junyi paused deliberately, a mocking smile spreading across his face as he continued, addressing Feng Ming:

It's a shame, that someone has poor learning ability and wasted a lot of flour. The dumplings your eating were made after he failed six times before finally succeeding. If they aren't tasty, please don't blame him.

"...."

His own awkwardness was just exposed by Mo Junyi, Feng Ming narrowed his eyes in displeasure.

He looked at Mo Junyi, his eyes full of warning. However, Mo Junyi knew that An Xuetang was present, and Feng Ming wouldn't do anything to him. Not only was he not afraid, but he also met Feng Ming's gaze with a defiant look.

Ning'er watched Mo Junyi's smug smile from the side, then glanced at her own Valley Master's face that was as green as iron. The corner of her mouth twitched, and she almost couldn't control her expression.

An Xuetang didn't need to hold back; she smiled with her hand covering her mouth and then said to Mo Junyi, "Zilong, be more polite to your uncle. In the future, leave some face for him in situations like this."

Mo Junyi seemed to have heard her, nodding obediently: "Mother, I understand. From now on, I'll give my uncle some face and won't say he's incompetent in front of outsiders."

Feng Ming's inner thoughts: When did I ever become incapable! I don't need face, stop discussing this!

Seeing that Feng Ming's face darkened, looking like he could erupt at any moment, An Xue Tang pursed her lips and quickly said, "Although we failed six times, what elder brother finally made was super, super, super delicious."

She used three superlatives in a row, which shows how satisfied she is with the dumplings.

"...."

Feng Ming's mood instantly soared from hell to heaven, his eyes brightening slightly. "A Tang **did you get the good stuff**"

An Xue Tang pursed a smile, "Yes, elder brother's really delicious, don't believe me try one"

"I won't eat it. Since you think it's delicious, just eat it all yourself. This is the first time I've cooked, so you and Mo Yunjing are really lucky. In this lifetime, besides you two, I truly don't know who else deserves to eat something I made with my own hands."

"..."

An Xuetang looked up at him in surprise, "Did Ajing eat it too"

"!"

Mo Junyi instantly glared at Feng Ming, his eyes seeming to say: Who asked you to speak up

Feng Ming was now a bit annoyed, how could she have blurted it out Now she could only grit her teeth and admit:

"Well, I don't know who leaked the news about me cooking for my brother. Your husband insisted that I make him a meal too. The mighty War God, the King of Beijiang, had spoken! How could I refuse So, I reluctantly made one for him as well."

An Xuetang narrowed her eyes, she didn't believe Fengming's words at all. How could her Ah Jing possibly do such a thing

Mo Junyi was also worried about Feng Ming's intelligence. According to Mo Yunjing's temperament, how could he possibly appreciate the dumplings Feng Ming made

Feng Ming's words sounded even to him like a lie, how could he possibly fool his mother

"Well, Fenghuang quickly added, "Alright, alright, A Tang, don't give me that look. I wouldn't admit to forcing your husband to taste my cooking."

He said that, An Xuetang believed it, she smiled, and the three of them continued to eat.

Mian and dumplings, An Xue Tang ate all of them. Just as she felt somewhat full, someone brought up a bowl of tangyuan.

"What else"

"Mother, these tangyuan were made by me and my uncle. You described this kind of tangyuan to me before, so I tried making them according to your instructions, Mother. Please try some and see if they taste like the ones you've had."

An Xuetang looked at Tangyuan, her eyes narrowed slightly. Today's events... seemed a little off. And in her heart, she felt like she had an answer just within reach.

Mo Junyi and Feng Ming knew that An Xuetang was not easy to deceive. At this moment, they were afraid that if she thought deeply, she would be able to figure out the reason behind it, so they both spoke up:

"Mother, why don't you try some Don't tell me you don't like it"

"Ah Tang, didn't you see at a glance that it wasn't good If so, I'll have Ning'er throw it away."

"No, no, no." An Xuetang had no time to think about anything else. The answer that was about to emerge vanished in an instant. She quickly picked up the spoon and started eating.

Mo Junyi and Feng Ming looked at each other, their eyes meeting in a shared glance that clearly said: We finally did it!

Ninger also slightly raised her lips, then walked outside the tent with an empty bowl and plate. An Xuetang only thought she was giving the plates to the camp cooks, and didn't think too much about it.ity to send a drop of blood from his own fingertip into Yun Si's mouth along with a leaf.Yun Si quickly regained his consciousness. After he did, he was shocked to see Ning'er. Han Yun then gave him...