The general's eldest daughter has a spatial ability

Upon hearing Wushuang's words, An Yi's eyes widened in disbelief.

Wushuang stuffed the plate of braised meat into his arms and patted her chest: "Eat without worry, trust me, how could I possibly lie to my master? I've already thought it through, after you finish eating, we'll go get some more together."

Seeing his confident and composed demeanor, Ai thought he probably wouldn't dare to deceive Faye Wong. Only then did she feel relieved enough to take the plate of braised meat away.

On the way, An Yi was still asking Wu Shuang, "Are you sure you're confident? If you dare to deceive the Princess, be careful the Prince will dig a pit for you and bury you!"

Wushuang pinched a piece of pork intestine with her hand and put it in her mouth, exclaiming, "I didn't expect that pork offal would taste even better than braised meat."

Seeing that Wushuang didn't answer, An Yi grabbed her hand and asked, "Are you even listening to me?"

Wushuang easily broke free from An Yi's grasp, rolled her eyes at him, and said, "Can your brain compare to mine? Even you know that you can't deceive the princess, or you risk being buried alive by the prince."

Do you think someone as smart as me would do something like that for a plate of braised meat? Besides, your princess is now my mistress! Of course I'd help my mistress out of her troubles!

"Eat quickly, don't worry. After you finish, go to the manor and borrow a cart from the steward. The two of us can go up the mountain and help your princess, my mistress, solve this problem, and we can still make it back for lunch."

An Yi nodded quickly upon hearing this, and the two foodies took a plate of braised meat and ran to their room. They finished the plate of braised meat in no time.

After finishing the meal, Wushuang smacked her lips and said, "It would have been even better if there had been some wine."

An Yi nodded vigorously: "Hey Wushuang, when are you going to marry Lian'er? Then I can come to your house for a free meal. Lian'er's cooking skills are second only to the Princess Consort's, they're top-notch. I'm asking you, do you want to marry Lian'er just because her cooking is so good?! If that's the reason, then you're really shameless."

Wushuang slammed his hand on the table: "You're talking nonsense! I want to marry her because I like her, I like her innocence, kindness and cuteness. Who would marry someone just because they like their cooking? Wouldn't all the chefs on the street be in high demand?!"

"Someone as clueless about relationships as you can't possibly understand what it feels like to like someone. You'll understand when you meet the girl who makes your heart flutter."

An Yi glared defiantly at Wu Shuang: "How am I an idiot when it comes to love? Maybe the wife I find in the future will be even better than your Lian'er!"

"Then hurry up and go find her! Your wife is nowhere to be found yet. You're dreaming if you think you can surpass our Lian'er with such a baseless claim." Wushuang rolled her eyes at An Yi again.

"I'm bored! Isn't it good enough that I'm the only one who needs to eat? I don't need a woman to keep me in check. Look at me and Qingyang, aren't we doing just fine? Free and unrestrained. We earn our own money and spend it as we please! We can come home whenever we want." An Yi held his sword, his chin held high.

"You two seem really good together, so why don't you just spend the rest of your lives together? That way you won't ruin other people's girls later. Should I go back and talk to Qingyang and play matchmaker for you two?" Wushuang looked at An Yi with a mischievous grin.

"Pah! Who wants to spend their life with that scoundrel? Just like you, he's got a mind full of tricks." An Yi thought of Qingyang's disgusted face. That guy always left things unsaid. Spending his life with him would be incredibly annoying.

An Yi shook his head. No, he couldn't help but think of the scenes of living with that guy.

Wushuang saw An Yi staring blankly for a while, then shaking his head.

"Enough with the nonsense, hurry up and borrow the cart. I'll go to the kitchen to get the tools. Let's hurry up the mountain and bring the stuff back. Stop dawdling, do you even want to have lunch?" Wushuang kicked An.

An Yi turned away and said, "I'll be right there. You take your things and we'll meet at the main gate."

Wushuang nodded and turned to walk towards the kitchen. She smiled as she returned the plates, then found two kitchen knives outside the kitchen. She sharpened them by the well, then picked up the knives and a basket, and headed towards the front door.

Upon arriving at the gate, An Yi indeed borrowed a handcart and was already waiting outside.

Wu Shuang beckoned to An Yi, who came over pushing his cart: "Which way?"

Wushuang lightly touched the ground with her feet, sat on the handcart, and pointed: "Let's go to the largest bamboo forest on the mountain ahead!"

An Yi shook the cart: "Don't you have legs? Can't you walk by yourself?"

Wushuang chuckled and tapped the carriage shaft: "This is called a division of labor. You're a gentleman who uses your hands, not your words, and I'm a gentleman who uses my words, not my feet. It's reasonable, fair, and just. How about we switch? Are you confident you can find the Princess to get what you want?"

An Yi was speechless at Wu Shuang's words. He really didn't know how they could find something to hold instant noodles on that mountain. So, he helplessly pushed Wu Shuang and headed towards the mountain outside the city.

Wushuang sat in the car, one leg bent, one arm draped over her knee, holding a foxtail grass in her hand and waving it back and forth: "I'm telling you, hurry up, keep your legs steady, you're about to throw me to the ground, do you still want to go back for lunch?"

An Yi listened to Wu Shuang's gesticulating and endless rambling on the way, and really wanted to knock him to the ground, but then she remembered that she was with Wu Shuang to do errands for her princess. So she decided to bear with it. After all, her brain wasn't as good as this bastard's!

Wushuang could tell what An Yi was thinking just by looking at his expression. He tapped the carriage shaft again: "As the saying goes, if you don't have a brain, you can use force. Someone as quick-witted as me is better suited to using words, which is what you're thinking right now, pointing fingers."

People like you who aren't very bright are only suited for manual labor; you don't need to use your brains, just your hands.

Upon hearing Wushuang's words, An Yi suddenly stopped the car and smiled at her: "Hmm! I think you're right! Someone like me, who isn't very bright, is suited for physical labor. I don't need to use my brain, I can just do manual labor!"

Before Wushuang could react to what An Yi meant, An Yi suddenly flipped the car over, and Wushuang quickly jumped into the air before landing on the ground.

Wushuang put one hand on his hip and pointed at An Yi with the other: "Hey An Yi, you're really lacking in martial ethics, launching a surprise attack. Luckily, your older brother reacted quickly."

An Yi forcefully flipped the cart back over: "There's no way around it, I'm the kind of person who only knows how to use force, not how to use my brain. Just do it directly, why waste so much time talking? I'm not a woman. Before I do it, I have to dig up my ancestors and ask them all a few questions."

Wushuang was speechless after An Yi's words. Why did he feel that this kid seemed to have become smarter recently?

"Alright, I'm too lazy to argue with you. Let's go. There's a large bamboo forest ahead. The winter bamboo shoots are just starting to sprout at this time of year. Let's dig some up and stir-fry them with meat tonight."