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Chapter 65: Little Treasure Gets into a Fight!
Chapter 65: Little Treasure Gets into a Fight!
Meng Qianqian spent the entire day in the library, managing to organize only a small corner.
Baoshu, excitedly crawling around behind her, tired herself out and sprawled on the ground, falling asleep.
A stray tortoiseshell cat, attracted by the scent of food, warily crept into the room, its gaze flicking anxiously towards Meng Qianqian.
Baoshu had been teething recently, so the cooks in the Preceptor's mansion had made her some beef jerky to chew on.
Meng Qianqian picked a piece from the plate, tore it into shreds, and offered it to the tortoiseshell cat.
Initially hesitant, the cat only approached to eat once Meng Qianqian had placed the food on the ground and moved away.
Seeing that it struggled to bite into the jerky, Meng Qianqian picked up a pastry and fed it to the cat.
After a few exchanges like this, the tortoiseshell cat no longer avoided Meng Qianqian.
Meng Qianqian reached out and stroked its fur.
Baoshu had just woken up and witnessed a jaw-dropping scene.
When Meng Qianqian resumed tidying the bookshelves, Baoshu wasted no time in crawling over to the tortoiseshell cat and picking a fight! Of course, she emerged as the victor.
Proudly raising her little chin, she asserted her dominance. Only she was allowed to touch Meng Qianqian!
As night fell, both the large and small tummies began to rumble with hunger.
Meng Qianqian wiped the beads of sweat from her forehead and gazed at the towering bookshelves. "I've been busy all day, and I've only managed to organize this little bit."
At this rate, it would probably take a few months to finish organizing everything.
She needed a raise! One tael wasn't enough; she should be paid two!
Qing Shuang appeared and said, "Miss Meng, dinner is ready. Please come to Tinglan Garden."
Meng Qianqian carried Baoshu to dinner.
A maid first served her a bowl of medicinal chicken soup.
Meng Qianqian looked closely and noticed that the soup contained red Ganoderma lucidum, and of the finest quality, too.
Suddenly remembering something, she asked the maid, "Did I also have this when I stayed in Tinglan Garden before?"
The maid smiled and replied, "Yes, we stewed three of them for you!"
Meng Qianqian understood, "No wonder I recovered so quickly. Fine, one tael is one tael. Consider it payment for the medicine."
Baoshu sat in her exclusive little high chair, wearing a bib and with her little hands clean, looking extremely proud.
She opened her small mouth, ready to be fed.
Meng Qianqian smiled slightly and fed her a spoonful of rice porridge with fish and vegetables.
Baoshu froze, her mouth open as if she wanted to spit it out.
Meng Qianqian said softly, "Baoshu, you're the cutest when you eat obediently."
Baoshu wanted to cry but had no tears.
It was as if she was saying: I asked to be fed, so I'll cry as I eat!
Lu Yuan returned rather late, and seeing that Meng Qianqian was still there, he was slightly taken aback.
Fearing that he would misunderstand and think that she was doing it on purpose, Meng Qianqian quickly explained, "Baoshu just fell asleep."
The little one had been upset after her unpleasant dinner and had demanded cuddles all evening.
Hearing the noise, Shangguan Ling came over from Lu Yuan's room. "I knew you would come to see Miss Baoshu first. By the way, it's time to change your medicine. Doctor Zhang has been waiting in the mansion for most of the day, but he had to leave due to some matters at home. I'll change the dressing for you!"
Without expression, Lu Yuan returned to his room.
Shangguan Ling looked at the array of bottles and cans on the table and muttered, "Now, what did Doctor Zhang say? Apply this one first... No, I think it was this one..."
"Officer Shangguan, let me do it."
Meng Qianqian spoke from the doorway.
"Alright, then. Thank you, Miss Meng," Shangguan Ling replied.
Meng Qianqian stepped into the room, carrying the tray from the Eight Immortals table, and placed it on the small table next to Lu Yuan.
She looked at him.
Lu Yuan didn't move.
Suddenly feeling a bit superfluous, Shangguan Ling cleared his throat. "Ahem, I'll go see how Yuchuan's archery practice is going."
And with that, he disappeared in a flash.
Meng Qianqian set the tray down on the small table within Lu Yuan's reach and calmly said, "Please remove your robe, Preceptor."
Lu Yuan lifted his hand slightly and untied his belt, taking off his upper garment to reveal his waist and abdomen.
Meng Qianqian opened the medicine bottles one by one and sniffed them. Unlike Doctor Zhang, who applied them one after the other, she took a bit from three of the bottles and mixed them into a paste on a clean plate.
"Applying these few will be enough."
She said.
Lu Yuan didn't object.
Meng Qianqian pulled down his clothes a little further and used a pair of scissors to cut open the gauze wrapped around his waist and abdomen, fully exposing the wounded area.
She first cleaned the wound and then carefully applied the medicinal paste with a clean bamboo stick.
Being so close, she could smell the warm, masculine scent of him, along with a hint of a unique, icy fragrance that belonged solely to him.
A strand of her hair accidentally brushed against his arm.
His well-toned chest rose and fell slightly with each breath.
He turned his face away slightly, his expression cold as a knife's edge.
After applying the medicine, Meng Qianqian wrapped him in fresh gauze. "The stitches should be ready to be removed tomorrow."
Lu Yuan put on his clothes. "This commander is going away for a while."
"Where to?"
Meng Qianqian asked.
She felt a bit intrusive after asking.
Lu Yuan answered indifferently, "To the border."
Meng Qianqian: "What about Zhaozhao...?"
Lu Yuan: "She's coming with me."
"When are you leaving?"
"In three days."
Meng Qianqian frowned. "Do you have to take Zhaozhao with you?"
Lu Yuan glanced at her and said, "As soon as I leave, all the scum and villains in the capital will come out of the woodwork. Leaving her here would only make her a target for everyone."
Meng Qianqian remained silent.
Lu Yuan picked up the teacup on the table and said casually, "Being the commander is an extremely dangerous job. Before getting involved with me, one should consider carefully if they can bear such peril."
After Meng Qianqian left Tinglan Garden, Qing Shuang asked Shangguan Ling in the corridor, "Why didn't you ask Miss Meng to take care of Baoshu?"
Shangguan Ling sighed and said earnestly, "Doing so would only bring endless danger to her!"
For the next two days, Meng Qianqian didn't come to the Commander's Mansion.
Lu Yuan let out a cold hum.
Shangguan Ling sighed. "Who asked you to scare her with those words? Why would being associated with you be dangerous? Although it's true that..."
Being close to the Grand Commander was a double-edged sword; one could gain his powerful protection, but it would also attract the insane retaliation of his enemies.
Especially now that the Grand Commander was about to leave the capital, anyone with a brain wouldn't get involved with him at this critical juncture.
"Sigh, it's only natural for people to seek good fortune and avoid danger."
Hanyuan Temple.
Meng Qianqian pushed open the door to the Zen room and, looking at the courtyard covered in silver snow, turned to smile at the elderly madam. "Grandmother, the snow has stopped. We can head down the mountain tomorrow morning."
The night before last, she had just returned from the Commander's Mansion when she saw Wu Ge, who had rushed back to the Lu family through the snow.
Wu Ge said that the elderly madam had fallen ill at the temple and had locked herself in the Zen room.
Meng Qianqian had rushed to the temple that very night to take care of the elderly madam, but they had been stranded by the heavy snowfall for two days.
The elderly madam had wanted to leave the mountain earlier; there was no meat to eat at the temple, and no storybooks to listen to. That fellow only knew how to knock on the wooden fish all day, and there wasn't even anyone to chat with. It was so boring!
At daybreak, Meng Qianqian and the elderly madam headed down the mountain.
Meng Qianqian first sent the elderly madam back to the Lu family, then had Wu Ge prepare a horse so she could rush to the Commander's Mansion without delay.
She dismounted, stepped up the stairs, and knocked on the door of the Commander's Mansion.
The one who opened the door was Manager Cen.
"Miss Meng?"
Manager Cen was surprised.
Meng Qianqian was drenched in sweat, but her hands that held the reins were red from the cold.
Breathless, she asked, "Where's the Grand Commander?"
Manager Cen sighed. "Miss Meng, you're too late. The Grand Commander has already left for the campaign."
(End of Chapter)
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