It's good to exchange marriages. My sister eats coarse food while I wear gold and silver.

"It's still a while before the sun sets." Meng Qiongyue walked to the bed, glanced at Shangguan Que, and stopped at his fiery eyes. "What's wrong? You look unhappy?"

"You know I'm unhappy, don't you?" Shangguan Que glared at her. "You said you'd be back soon, but you didn't come back until the afternoon. What were you doing?"

"My mother stopped me when I was leaving." Meng Qiongyue did not hide it, "She said I was old enough to get married, so she found a bunch of portraits of young talents for me to choose from."

"what?"

Shangguan Que's heart was filled with alarm and he suddenly raised his body, but unexpectedly his wound was affected and he broke out in a cold sweat due to the pain.

"Don't move."

Meng Qiongyue held him down: "The young lady is very busy. If your wound breaks, you will have to ask her to come over."

"Your mother wants you to get married, did you agree? Which young man do you like?"

"I refused."

Shangguan Que: ???

"Marriage is too far away for me. Besides, I have promised the young marquis that I will go to the battlefield with him next time. What if I am unlucky and die on the battlefield..."

"Bah, bah, Meng Qiongyue, what nonsense are you talking about?" Shangguan Que interrupted her angrily, "Can't you think positively?"

"This is a test that every soldier who joins the Gale Camp must take. Even the young marquis cannot escape it."

"Huh?" Shangguan Que was stunned.

"Why do you think the soldiers of the Swift Wind Battalion are so united? They fight like hell on the battlefield. It's because we have long disregarded life and death. However, after the young marquis got married, the rules of the Swift Wind Battalion became that you can fight to the death on the battlefield, but you have to think about your family at home who are eagerly waiting for you to come back. So even if you only have one breath left, you have to hold on until you get home."

Shangguan Que's mouth twitched: "I don't know whether I should say that Young Marquis Lu is kind or cruel?"

"The battlefield is always changing rapidly. Besides, I hang out with men every day. Although I don't care what they think of me, I don't want my family to bear unnecessary trouble because of me. Of course, the most important thing is that the person in the portrait is not as good-looking as you."

Shangguan Que's depressed heart suddenly brightened up with joy because of Meng Qiongyue's last sentence: "Really? They are not as good as me?"

"Not even as good as one of your fingers."

"Humph."

Shangguan Que pursed his lips and said, "I skipped breakfast and lunch because I was waiting for you."

"Ah?" Meng Qiongyue was shocked. "You are still injured, why don't you eat?"

"You forgot what you said about coming to accompany me. I waited and waited until the sun was about to set. Now I am so hungry that I have no strength at all. My back hurts. You didn't sleep well last night. I am not feeling well all over now."

"Okay, okay, then I'll go to the kitchen and get you something to eat?"

When Meng Qiongyue was slaughtering pigs in the past, she liked to coax the disobedient pigs.

So now it was a piece of cake to coax Shangguan Que: "I also brought you some snacks, they are my favorite food, I'll go to the kitchen and heat them up and they will be here soon."

"Then hurry up."

"Know it."

When Meng Qiongyue entered the kitchen, she was also shocked by the scene in front of her: "Is the Shangguan family going to hold a banquet? Why are there so many dishes?"

"Miss Qiongyue, these are all prepared by the head of the family and the second head of the family. Take a look and see which one you like." The chef introduced to Meng Qiongyue enthusiastically, "This is a new dish I made. The head of the family and the second head of the family tried it and both said it was good."

"I eat everything. I'm not picky. Please pick out a few dishes for me that your Third Young Master would like."

"Uh... Third Young Master doesn't usually eat these."

"Ah?" Meng Qiongyue was shocked. "He won't eat any of these delicious foods. Is he a vegetarian?"

"He has strict requirements on food, so his three meals a day are prepared by a special person. Moreover, his meal time is different from that of the two family heads. Sometimes he eats very early, and sometimes he eats late at night."

The chef was putting it mildly.

To put it bluntly, Shangguan Que is a very picky eater.

"Where is the stove?"

"Miss Qiongyue, do you want it?"

"Cook!"

Chef: Oh no, the future Third Wife is coming to take my job.

"Meng Qiongyue, can you go to the kitchen and heat up some snacks, or make some fresh snacks? It's dark now, right?"

Shangguan Que, who was already too hungry to have any strength, complained as soon as he opened his mouth, but the next second he smelled a fragrance: "What a fragrance! It smells so good."

"I made some pork liver porridge for you, and I'll give you two side dishes, try them."

Shangguan Que watched Meng Qiongyue open the lunch box and bring the food over: "Did you make this?"

"Well, your cook said that you have strict requirements on food. Considering that you are injured, you must not eat anything too greasy, so I made porridge. This is my specialty. Everyone who has eaten it says it is delicious." Meng Qiongyue filled a bowl and handed it to Shangguan Que, curling her lips, "Forget it, it's not convenient for you now, I'll feed you."

Shangguan Que didn't say anything, but just looked at Meng Qiongyue with anticipation as she scooped a spoonful of porridge, blew it cool, and brought it to her mouth.

"how is the taste?"

Shangguan Que actually never eats animal organs, but he didn't want to spoil Meng Qiongyue's fun. He didn't expect that the porridge he ate didn't smell fishy at all, but only had a light rice aroma. "It's delicious. Meng Qiongyue didn't expect that you are so good at wielding swords and guns?"

"I used to kill pigs and sell the pork. After I got home, I had to cook. If I was slow or it wasn't tasty, I would be beaten. So I practiced it."

Meng Qiongyue said it calmly, but Shangguan Que felt uncomfortable: "Do you hate him?"

"You mean, my adoptive father?"

Seeing Shangguan Que nod, Meng Qiongyue smiled: "After I was able to kill pigs and sell pork independently, he never beat or scolded me again. Instead, he had to look at my face. So, I should thank him. At least I have a skill. Even if I am not found, I can live well."

"You are really free and easy."

"This is not being free and easy. Isn't life just a dream? So why not experience it as a dream? Don't be dragged down by emotions and put your own interests first. This is what I have learned over the years."

"Your idea is indeed unique. I have never thought of it this way."

"It's never too late for anything once you start thinking about it." Meng Qiongyue smiled and picked up a cold dish. "Try this cold dish."

“This is also delicious and not greasy at all.”

"As long as you like it."

Today was the fastest time for Shangguan Que to eat. He even felt a little unsatisfied, but Meng Qiongyue stopped him from eating: "You ate less before. You can't eat more now just because it tastes good. Otherwise, you will feel bloated and uncomfortable."

"Then in the future, if I want to eat the food you cook, will you still cook for me?" Shangguan Que looked at Meng Qiongyue eagerly.

"Well, it depends on whether I have time. You know, I'm quite busy..."

"It's okay, I can wait."