Having many handsome men means no worries; pampering them all keeps me in good spirits.

Upon hearing this, Liang Cheng's face instantly turned red, and he stammered, "Yes...yes...it's...goose leg...delicious..."

Jiang Qingyan patted his shoulder and said softly, "I see that you are quite interested in cooking. I will give you a recipe later. When I return to the palace and do not have time to cook, you will be in charge of my meals."

Liang Cheng was flattered and immediately knelt down to express his gratitude: "Thank you for your trust, Your Majesty! This humble subject will certainly do his best to study the recipe!"

Back in his palace, Mo Ting had already put away the things he had been fiddling with and quickly took the tray from Jiang Qingyan and placed it on the table.

Mo Ting looked the roast goose up and down, then frowned: "Husband, why does this goose only have one leg?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Qingyan pondered for a moment. If she told Mo Ting that she had given the goose leg to another man, would he get angry again?

Thinking it best to avoid trouble, Jiang Qingyan coughed lightly and said somewhat guiltily, "Ah... well... it seems that when the palace maids were catching the goose, the goose ran too fast and broke its leg, and then it was carried away by a dog..."

Mo Ting raised an eyebrow. "That goose is really unlucky..."

Seeing that Mo Ting didn't pursue the matter any further, Jiang Qingyan quickly picked up a cup of tea and drank it down in one gulp. She then tore off the last remaining goose leg and handed it to Mo Ting, saying softly, "My little glutton, eat up."

Mo Ting took the goose leg, gave Jiang Qingyan a bite first, and then sat down in the chair to enjoy it.

After eating and drinking their fill, the two flirted and teased each other for a while before finally lying down on the bed and falling fast asleep.

Relaxed and comfortable days always pass by exceptionally quickly. Summer vacation is over, and the army has begun its journey back to the palace.

The Empress Dowager's burns have almost healed, but they have left behind many disgusting and unsightly scars.

Along the way, Lu Nian and Yi Luo remained on either side of Jiang Qingyan's carriage, while Liang Cheng was also present in front of the carriage, in addition to Ling Feng.

Green Medicine was still sitting in the carriage serving him, but unlike when they arrived, Mo Ting had woken up, and Jiang Qingyan was lying with him on the bed behind the gauze curtain, laughing and reading a storybook.

When they reached the rest stop, everyone got off the carriage one by one. Jiang Qingyan got off the carriage before Mo Ting. Lu Nian just reached out to hug Jiang Qingyan, but Mo Ting beat her to it and picked her up in his arms.

Lu Nian bit her lower lip and helplessly took a step back, making room for them to stand.

Mo Ting held Jiang Qingyan and kissed her lightly in front of everyone, as if to declare his ownership. Seeing everyone lower their heads, he then jumped off the carriage.

Seeing that Mo Ting's figure had already walked away, Yi Luo clenched her fists, gritted her teeth, and said with a face full of indignation, "Although the Emperor cleverly obtained the Snow Silkworm, we went with him. It's one thing for him not to be grateful, but to treat us like this!"

Lu Nian forced a smile and said with a wry grin, "Even though he has amnesia, his personality is still the same as before, so possessive..."

I still remember that day outside the Chaoyang Palace, Mo Ting's eyes were so cold, his contemptuous gaze telling me that he was there to serve the emperor...

Yi Luo glared angrily at Mo Ting, who was helping Jiang Qingyan tidy her clothes in the distance, and said, "At least before it was one person per night, but now the Emperor is all occupied by him! If we hadn't set off to return to the palace, I wouldn't have even seen the Emperor..."

Lu Nian breathed a sigh of relief, patted Yi Luo on the shoulder, and patiently advised, "After all, he was indirectly injured and lost his memory because of the Emperor, so it's normal for the Emperor to care about him more. We should be considerate of the Emperor. After all, there's a long future ahead, so let's not worry too much about these things, lest we make things difficult for the Emperor."

Upon hearing this, Yi Luo rolled her eyes at Lu Nian: "Fine, fine, fine, you're so magnanimous, so considerate of the Emperor! I'm petty, okay!"

After saying this, he left alone and walked into that familiar grove of trees, the place where he and the emperor had pledged their love...

Lu Nian sighed and slowly walked towards Jiang Qingyan. How could he not be heartbroken? He was just afraid that if he worried too much, he would lose the Emperor…

Mo Ting poked at the embers with a branch, glanced at Lu Nian walking towards them, and said in a deep voice, "Is he General Lu, my husband's husband?"

Jiang Qingyan nodded guiltily, "Mmm..."

At this moment, Lu Nian had already walked up to them. He first glanced at Mo Ting, then turned his gaze to Jiang Qingyan, and respectfully said, "Your humble servant greets Your Majesty."

Just as Jiang Qingyan was awkwardly digging her toes into the ground, Mo Ting unexpectedly spoke first: "I've heard that General Lu is very good at grilling meat, so you can grill meat for your husband then."

After saying that, Mo Ting pointed to the food box containing meat skewers next to him.

Upon hearing this, a complex emotion flashed in Lu Nian's eyes. Husband... He also calls himself the Emperor's husband...

Seeing Lu Nian standing there in a daze, Jiang Qingyan quickly called out softly, "Lu Nian, just put the meat skewers on the rack."

Hearing Jiang Qingyan's voice, Lu Nian finally came to her senses, took out a skewer of meat from the food box, put it on the rack, and carefully grilled it.

The three of them were silent for a moment. Once the meat skewers were cooked, they each picked them up and ate them. Then they grilled more skewers. After several rounds of grilling, the three of them were finally full.

Lu Nian went back alone to set up the tent, Jiang Qingyan refused anyone's company and went to the woods to relieve herself, while Mo Ting got into the carriage to rest first.

Jiang Qingyan walked into the woods and, after confirming that there was no sound, took off her pants and squatted down. After a moment, she felt relaxed and pulled up her pants with satisfaction, but was startled by the sudden sound of a wine bottle hitting the ground.

Jiang Qingyan looked in the direction the sound came from, and it was Yi Luo again... He was sitting under the tree drinking again... No wonder he was nowhere to be seen when we had barbecue at night, he had run out to drink alone.

It seems this forest is poisonous... How come I always run into Yi Luo every time I pass by here?

Jiang Qingyan strode forward, squatted down, stared at Yi Luo, and asked softly, "Why didn't you eat the barbecue with us?"

Yi Luo's eyes were glazed over, and in his daze he could make out that the person speaking was Jiang Qingyan. He could no longer control the emotions he had been suppressing, and he grabbed her and kissed her passionately.

Yi Luo's kiss was so passionate that Jiang Qingyan's tongue was sucked so hard it hurt, and she quickly pulled it out.

Jiang Qingyan pursed her lips, frowned, and said, "You almost sucked my tongue off..."

Yi Luo didn't speak, just stared straight into Jiang Qingyan's eyes, tears slowly streaming down her cheeks.

Jiang Qingyan knew that she had indeed neglected Lu Nian and Yi Luo recently. She had planned to wait until Mo Ting was feeling a little better after returning to the palace before slowly summoning them, but she did not expect Yi Luo to be so sad.

Jiang Qingyan hugged Yi Luo tightly, kissed the corner of his eye, and said softly, "Yi Luo, don't be sad. I know I've neglected you lately. When we return to the palace, I will definitely give you a proper title, okay?"

Yi Luo sobbed, "I don't care about titles or status, and I don't ask my husband to treat everyone the same. I'm just afraid that my husband will forget about me..."

Jiang Qingyan gently wiped away Yi Luo's tears and smiled softly, "You've already called me your husband, how could I bear to forget you? Besides, my Yi Luo is the most beautiful, I can't let her go to someone else..."

Hearing this, Yi Luo suppressed her grievances, rested her head on Jiang Qingyan's shoulder, and murmured, "Husband, don't forget to make me a green-headed plaque after you return to the palace..."