The Cold-Faced God of War's Favored Concubine Is Not to Be Tried

Feng Yanan's room is elegant and peaceful. It gives people a simple and clean feeling. The bed is clean and tidy, without any extra decorations, and looks simple and generous. Tea sets and a few scriptures are placed on the small table by the window, revealing a cultural atmosphere and Zen.

Feng Yanan had just laid down on the bed, ready to take a short rest to relieve the fatigue of the whole day. As soon as she closed her eyes, she heard a knock on the door. Although the sound was light, it was enough to break the brief silence.

She frowned slightly and asked in confusion, "Who is it?" There was a hint of laziness and confusion in her voice.

The person outside the door quickly responded: "I'm here to bring lunch to the donor." The voice was clear and gentle, and seemed to carry a hint of respect.

Feng Yanan was surprised when she heard this. She sat up, rubbed her eyes, and slowly walked to the door. When she opened the door, she saw the little Taoist priest standing outside with a shy smile on his face.

He held a tray in both hands, and at first glance, he saw several exquisite vegetarian dishes on it: a plate of stir-fried vegetables that were juicy green, a plate of tofu skin wrapped with a few shreds of vegetable heart, emitting a faint fragrance, and a bowl of rice, each grain full and steaming.

She did not pick up her chopsticks immediately, but was slightly stunned, as if she was a little surprised. Seeing this, the young Taoist thought that Feng Yanan disliked these vegetarian dishes, and quickly explained: "Please forgive me, our Jing'an Temple has always been mainly vegetarian. Although these dishes are light, they are carefully prepared by the chefs in the temple. I hope you don't dislike them."

His voice was a little nervous and apologetic, fearing that his negligence would make Feng Yanan unhappy. Feng Yanan came back to her senses, looking at the sincere and nervous eyes of the little Taoist priest, and a warm current surged in her heart. She smiled and shook her head, saying: "Little Master, you misunderstood. I don't dislike these vegetarian dishes. On the contrary, I feel very grateful. It is a blessing to be able to eat these carefully prepared meals in the temple."

After that, she took the tray and said, "Thank you, little master."

After hearing what Feng Yanan said, the young Taoist priest's tense expression finally eased and he showed a shy smile. He nodded and said softly, "I'm glad that you understand. Please enjoy your meal." After that, he turned and left!

Feng Yanan closed the door and went back to her room to sit down again, slowly tasting the vegetarian dishes. Although there was no meat, each dish was very delicately prepared.

She gently picked up a piece of tofu skin and put it to her lips to savor it. The light yet delicious taste made her close her eyes, as if she was completely immersed in this tranquility and satisfaction.

Suddenly, her thoughts drifted back to the modern world, and those days of carrying out missions came to her mind vividly. At that time, she was always busy like a top, and she hardly had time to eat a good meal. Most of the time, she would just eat a few bites of steamed buns and rush to the next mission. The pace of life was so fast that it was hard to breathe, and every day was like a race against time.

In contrast, life now seems so peaceful and tranquil. Although it is just simple vegetarian food, every bite is so peaceful and satisfying. Feng Yanan can't help but sigh that true happiness does not lie in how rich the food is, but in whether you can find a trace of tranquility in the busy life and enjoy that rare moment of peace.

She took a deep breath and pulled her thoughts back to reality. Looking at the vegetarian food in front of her, her heart was filled with gratitude.

After finishing her meal, Feng Yanan entered the space, where sunlight shone through the gaps between leaves and the air was filled with a faint scent of grass.

As for the cute little fox with golden pupils, it was lying lazily on the soft grass, enjoying the afternoon sunshine, but when it saw Feng Yanan, it immediately perked up and its tail wagged like a metronome.

It quickly jumped up from the grass, its body light and graceful, like a dancer spinning in the air. It rushed towards Feng Yanan, its crystal clear eyes filled with endless joy and expectation.

Feng Yanan watched the little fox running towards her happily, and a warm feeling surged in her heart. During this period, whenever she entered the space, the little fox would greet her in this way, as if it had become a tacit understanding and ritual between them. She opened her arms and welcomed the little fox's hug.

The little fox lightly jumped into Feng Yanan's arms, its soft fur kissing her skin, bringing a warm and intimate feeling. It gently pulled Feng Yanan's clothes with its little claws. "Master, I miss you so much! You haven't taken me out to play for a long time!" The little fox complained with a grievance, his big golden eyes flashing.

She lowered her head and gently stroked the little fox's fur, her eyes full of tenderness and pampering.

"You only know how to play! I think you just want to play, you don't miss me at all!" He said this with a sad look.