Chapter 17: Marrying Me, Returning You a Master

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The carriage traveled down the bustling street.

In the comfortable and spacious carriage, Yun An lay on her side like a salted fish on a fur mat, propping her chin up with her hand.

"Uncle, how did you come here"

"Aren't you supposed to be dealing with something How did you end up at Yunxiang Manor"

“This king cannot rest easy knowing his beloved is alone, and he cares for her.”

Having held Yun'an's hand, Bei Chen Yi's gaze fell upon the crimson five-fingered mark. A fleeting glint of coldness flashed in his eyes.

"It's nothing, just a little scratch."

Withdrew her hand, Yun An An remained indifferent.

"Stop."

"What are you doing when you park"

Bai Shiqi, who was driving, had a face full of resentment.

Humph!

He, Bai Shiqi, the renowned Jade-Faced Little Flying Dragon, was actually going to be Yun An'an's driver.

"Are you kidding I'm just passing by the market, of course, I'm buying vegetables. Do you think I'm here to find you a wife"

Yun'an ran out of the carriage and dashed straight to the marketplace.

Inside the carriage, Bei Chen Yi looked at his empty palm, the remaining trace of breath gradually dissipating.

"Send out a message, keep a close eye on every move the Han family makes."

"My Lord, you wouldn't really believe that Han Qing is plotting against Yun An'an, would you..."

It's obvious to anyone that Han Qing saw Yun An an as if she were his father's murderer, so how could he possibly have evil intentions.

It was certainly that woman's sharp tongue that angered Han Qing, which led to everything they witnessed.

Yun An'an is the mistress of Yiwangfu, let alone it concerns .

Hearing the word "bullying," Bai Shiqi immediately understood what was going on.

Yes, my lord.

By the time Yun An'an came back holding a pile of groceries, half an hour had already passed.

Looking at the towering piles of vegetables and meat, Bai Shiqi's furrowed brow became a tangled ball of yarn.

"Uncle, lend me a hand, let's have hot pot tonight."

What is hot pot

"Hehehe, you'll find out tonight."

Night descends, shrouding the heavens and earth.

In the main hall of Yi Wangfu, a copper pot with rolling hot soup sat on a table.

The copper pot contains Yun'an's secret recipe for hotpot base, and the steaming broth emits an alluring aroma.

All the guards in the palace and the secret guards responsible for protecting him in the shadows swallowed nervously.

It's ready to eat, come and have a taste.

Several different dipping sauces embody the characteristics of both north and south.

The fresh lamb sizzling hot off the grill, dipped in sauce and taken into the mouth, with its unique flavor hitting the taste buds.

"Very good, even the imperial kitchen chefs are not as skilled as my beloved's cooking."

Beichen Yi praised, Yun An'an laughed with such pride.

"Uncle, I'm not exaggerating,."

"I am a person who can pacify the world with my writing and settle the universe on horseback. I can advance by overpowering the righteous and retreat by accommodating the masses."

"Able to excel in the grand hall and conquer even the blind alley, by marrying me you'll gain a formidable fighting force worthy of your master."

Yun An'an's words had risen, leaning against the door frame with drool dripping from his mouth, Bai Shiqi let out a cold snort, mumbling in disdain.

"Everyone brags, and you, a mere woman, dare to think of yourself as some great ruler of the world"

Being looked down upon, Yun An'an held a carrot in her hand and smashed it against Bai Shiqi's head.

"Young man, if I had a Barrett in my hands, I could make a pig the emperor. Do you believe me"

The power of thermal weapons is unimaginable to ancient people.

Her expression faltered for a moment, then Yun An'an turned to face Beichen Yi. Her phoenix eyes shone with an extraordinary and dazzling light.

"Uncle, do you know any master craftsmen"

Although she doesn't have the help of modern technology, she wants to make an ancient version of a sniper rifle.

Gazing into the brilliance of those phoenix eyes, Beichen Yi extended his hand and gently caressed Yun An'an's slightly flushed cheeks.

"Whatever my beloved wishes to do, I will grant. But..."

What is only

Yun An'an waited for the next message.

"My beloved consort, could you enlighten this king on the meaning of 'deceiving one's body and suppressing justice while presenting a flattering appearance to the public,' as well as how your consort intends to play the role of 'blindly obedient.'"

"Hmm..."

"Uncle, do you believe me when I say I only rhymed to brag sky~"

……incess needed for her daily life should be raised to a height of ten feet.Don't stand on the stove, what if you fallYun An'an stood on the stove and reached out to grab the salt shaker, about to take...