Chapter 1439: Chapter 1138: Let’s Go Back to Beijing_1 Chapter 1439: Chapter 1138: Let’s Go Back to Beijing_1 Yang Ye decided not to consider Martial Arts for the ti being, as Tong Sanlang’s instruction was sufficient for Yang Zheng.
After all, Yang Zheng was destined to beco an Emperor and couldn’t devote too much ti exclusively to the study of Martial Arts.
It would be better to learn so dical and poison skills. Being adept at both dicine and poison, coupled with decent Martial Arts, is akin to a lite version of Bei Lingsu.
If Yang Zheng could grow into such a person, perfect!
The more he thought about it, the happier Yang Ye beca, his smile nearly reaching the roots of his ears, “Don’t worry, miss, all your expenses in Daqi are on !”
“Then I’m truly grateful, my lord!”
“Don’t ntion it, not at all.” Yang Ye waved his hand dismissively, “You’ve had a hard journey, co on, let’s go back to the camp to rest. Qiao Xiaomai has discovered a couple of new delicacies these days that are extrely delicious; you simply must try them.”
“Really?!” Bei Lingsu imdiately looked towards Qiao Xiaomai.
Qiao Xiaomai smiled faintly, “You go back to the camp and rest first, I’ll go prepare sothing for you to eat.”
“Aww, thank you, Xiaomai!” Delighted, Bei Lingsu hopped on the spot and couldn’t resist giving Qiao Xiaomai a tight hug.
After tasting Xiaomai’s cooking, eating anything else was indeed a struggle.
“I ate all the pastries you made last ti; the journey was too long, and the ice lted, so I had no choice but to eat them,” Bei Lingsu said, sticking out her tongue, then she wrapped her arm around Xiaomai’s, “Soday my family elders might co to the mainland. Would you be willing to cook for them then?”
“Of course, I can,” Xiaomai nodded.
“Xiaomai, you’re really wonderful!” Unable to contain her happiness, Bei Lingsu nuzzled Xiaomai’s shoulder and happily linked arms with her, heading towards the camp, “My family elders are also very curious about you. I praised your cooking skills, but so of them didn’t believe , thinking I was exaggerating. You have to prove it to them.”
“Plus, one of my family elders has been studying dicinal cuisine recently; he even wrote a book about it, which should be quite useful for you.”
“Actually, I really want to invite you over to my house, but there’s too much going on right now. Maybe later…”
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Bei Lingsu, holding onto Qiao Xiaomai, seed to have an endless stream of words, chirping away like a little bird, leaving Yang Ye with no chance to interject—he still wanted to ask about the details of practicing dicine.
“Lucky that Miss Bei is a lady; if she were a man, Tong Sanlang, you would truly be dood,” he remarked.
Tong Sanlang, expressionless, gave him a sidelong glance and stepped forward to follow.
Yang Ye clicked his tongue twice and then summoned people to pick up the items Bei Lingsu had brought and also headed to the Camp.
That evening, Qiao Xiaomai cooked a lavish welco feast for Bei Lingsu, and they told her all that had happened in the past month.
Upon hearing this, Bei Lingsu imdiately wanted to head to Longshi Country.
“Hey, wait a minute,” Qiao Xiaomai quickly interjected.
“I’ll go grab him and bring him back,” Bei Lingsu grumbled.
“There’s no rush at this mont. You’re not familiar with the specific situation in Longshi Country; you can’t go without proper preparation.”
After witnessing the peculiar and bizarre poisons of Yuhu, Qiao Xiaomai developed a psychological shadow towards the small countries to the south.
Longshi Country might also harbor various chaotic poisonous substances, and with Bei Yun, that poison-using beast, there, Bei Lingsu would certainly be in danger.
The Bei family had never been to Longshi Country and were unfamiliar with it; it was a strange land fraught with danger.
After much persuasion, Bei Lingsu finally gave up on the idea of imdiately going to Longshi Country and chose to follow Yang Ye back to the capital.
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