The prince stepped on me to get to the top, I angrily flirted with the enemy's hostage

The dusk in the desert always carries a kind of vast tenderness. The setting sun is like blood, sprinkling on the endless sand dunes, dyeing the golden sand into a warm red.

The wind blew, blowing up fine sand.

She lifted her skirt and walked lightly into the bedroom, still smelling of the wind and sand outside.

The candles in the bedroom had not yet been lit. Dim light filtered through the window lattices, making the room appear empty and eerily quiet.

Su Rou was slightly startled and glanced at the familiar furnishings. On the carved sandalwood desk was the unfinished calligraphy she had written before leaving, and the ink had long since dried up.

Her brows furrowed unconsciously, and a hint of doubt arose in her heart.

Where is Gong Yu?

The room was empty, without even a hint of life.

Before she could react, Su Rou felt a tightening around her waist and fell into a familiar embrace.

The breath was a little rough with the wind and sand, but mixed with the most familiar scent of agarwood, which instantly calmed her heart.

"Why did you take so long?" His voice was low and a little unhappy. "I thought you didn't want to come back."

Su Rou raised her eyes and met Gong Yu's eyes as deep as the abyss.

His expression was a little cold, his brows were slightly furrowed, and his thin lips were tightly pursed, as if he was really angry.

But she caught a hint of uneasiness and resentment in his eyes.

Her heart softened, and the corners of her mouth curled up unconsciously. She stood on tiptoe and gently tugged at his sleeve. Then she took out the small booklet and charcoal pencil she carried with her and scribbled on the paper: [Did you ask Princess Nineteen to come to me? Andre has some meat, and I wanted to eat it, so I left it there.]

Gong Yu's eyes fell on the line of words and his brows furrowed even tighter.

He lowered his head, his tone a little sour: "If I were not here, you would have eaten the food given by other men, but I am here, and I am willing to give you whatever you want."

His large hand gently clasped her waist, and with the other hand he lifted her chin, forcing her to look directly at him. "I don't like you getting too close to others, especially someone with ulterior motives like Andre."

Su Rou blinked, a hint of cunning flashing in her eyes.

She knew that Gong Yu was jealous, but she didn't point it out. She just tilted her head, with the corners of her lips slightly raised, revealing an innocent and coquettish look.

Seeing her like this, Gong Yu sighed helplessly, leaned over and kissed her forehead gently, and whispered: "I'll ask someone to bring in some meat tomorrow so that you don't have to run to other people again."

There is a shortage of supplies in the desert, so if you want to eat meat, you can only hunt falcons in the sky.

But the people of the desert regard falcons as sacred pets, and they train them like family members and will never sell them easily.

If it weren't for the falcons, there would only be some gerbils in the sand. Their meat was rough and had a strong fishy smell, which Su Rou couldn't get used to eating at all.

For them, outsiders, in such an environment, meat is still a rare thing.

Su Rou knew his difficulties, and her request seemed a bit too much for a man...

On the second day, Gong Yu ordered people to buy a fat sheep from a distant caravan.

On the terrace outside the bedroom, Su Rou excitedly lit a fire and roasted the lamb herself.

The firelight made her cheeks red, and sweat slid down her forehead, but her eyes were full of anticipation and joy.

Gong Yu stood aside, holding a cup of tea in his hand, but his eyes were always on her, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

He spoiled her, letting her act up on the terrace, and even handed her seasonings despite the strange looks from others.

"Master, this sheep...where did it come from?" The maid beside her whispered, her eyes full of curiosity.

In the desert, livestock like sheep are extremely precious and ordinary people have no way of getting them.

Only the king can enjoy it at will.

But the king did not send any sheep.

Su Rou paused when she heard this, "It wasn't stolen anyway, so what's wrong with me eating some meat?"

There was some displeasure in her words.

The maid was afraid of upsetting her, so she didn't dare to say anything else.

But Su Rou keenly sensed something was wrong.

Although she didn't say anything, a sense of uneasiness rose in her heart.

There are many sheep raised in the desert, but if they, as outsiders, want to buy sheep, they must have spent a lot of money.

Soon, the aroma of barbecue filled the air, and the rich meaty fragrance drifted away with the wind, quickly attracting uninvited guests.

Princess Nineteen was dressed in a light gauze and walked over briskly.

When Princess Nineteen saw Su Rou, she came forward with a smile and said, "It smells so good, I want to try it too!"

Su Rou couldn't eat a whole lamb, so he gave her a leg of lamb.

Gong Yu's tone was filled with warning, "If Princess is hungry, you can go back to your own palace to eat."

It’s not that he’s stingy.

This sheep was bought by him for Su Rou. It had just been roasted and Su Rou hadn't even taken a bite when Princess Nineteen came over to ask for food.

It's really annoying.

Su Rou was full and didn't want to eat anymore.

This meat can be shared with others.

Others in his place are only worthy of eating what Su Rou leaves behind.

Princess Nineteen was stunned, as if she didn't expect Gong Yu to be so merciless.

"Stingy! You're not even allowed to eat a bite of your meat. But I'm still a kind person and won't argue with you. Just to remind you, A Lie is coming this way too. You'd better hide now."

Su Rou looked up at Gong Yu and gave him a wink.

We've been married before, but now he's acting like a cheating lover...

Gong Yu glanced at Su Rou helplessly, then climbed onto the stands and said, "Perhaps I should have brought you back earlier..."