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Chapter 2278: Fertility Stew

Then, with a turn of her body, she touched the man next to her. The masculine presence his body gave off held a kind of attraction that seemed to come from the very source of life. She unconsciously moved closer and closer to him, as if only then could she alleviate her body’s suffering a little bit.

Zu An, who had fallen asleep, sensed the movements. However, his spiritual sense didn’t detect any danger or evil intent. As such, he turned over and remained asleep. However, in his daze, he suddenly smelled a sweet scent. A small hand moved across his body, and then there was suddenly a delicate body in his arms.

“Is it Linglong or Liu Ning...” he wondered. He\'d drunk way too much tonight, and he was sleeping really comfortably, so his thoughts were a bit slower than usual.

It shouldn’t be Liu Ning. Her body is a bit more voluptuous.

It’s not big sis Yun either. Big sis Yun’s hair is really long.

Is it Linglong or Yun Yuqing...

Her figure seemed similar, but also a bit different. The beautiful figure in his arms seemed to be a bit slimmer, and her skin was smooth and elastic. That was the distinct feeling of youthfulness.

I really can’t tell at all...

Zu An opened his eyes in a daze. The darkness of the room didn’t affect his sight. However, the young woman was buried in his chest, so he couldn\'t see what she looked like at all.

“Hm? She looks a bit familiar. Who is it?” he murmured in confusion. The young lady seemed like a little kitten that was tentatively sipping on a bowl of milk in front of her.

“Sss!” Zu An sucked in air through the gaps of his teeth. This woman really is good at this!

He was still quite drowsy, and there were no dangers right now either, so he didn’t feel like waking up completely. Since he couldn\'t figure out who it was, he decided not to bother. Either way, Zhang Zitong was watching the entrance and she wouldn’t allow an unfamiliar woman in. He wondered which of his women was playing a prank on him, but since she was burying her head in his chest to hide it from him, how could he be a brute and demand that she reveal herself?

He instinctively took the young lady into his arms. She moaned and became really embarrassed, as if sensing his invasive movements.

Hm? This woman’s legs are so long. It’s not Zhang Zitong screwing around, is it?

Forget it, that woman is pretty adorable. If I refused her now, she wouldn’t know what to do.

He was now already extremely experienced. How could the young lady in his arms keep up? Soon after, her body began trembling slightly and her breathing quickened. She felt as if her soul had been ignited!

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Meanwhile, a maid said hesitantly, “My lady, you cannot immediately place the largest piece of firewood when making a fire. You have to first make the fire bigger before you put in the firewood.”

Qin Wanru was a bit beside herself. When she heard that, she snapped out of her daze. “Huh? How do I do this then?”

“Madam, I should be the one doing this kind of unskilled labor.” The maid was a bit confused. Why had the madam suddenly come to the kitchen to prepare a meal in the middle of the night of her son’s wedding?

“No, I need to personally prepare a bowl of fertility stew for Qinghe and Youzhao. Just teach me,” Qin Wanru said, blushing with shame. She had been completely preoccupied thinking about the things happening in the bridal room, so much so that the fire in the kitchen stove was almost extinguished.

“Madam, you need to first put in some things that are easier to ignite first.” The maid squatted down next to her and pointed to some hay off to the side.

“Oh.” Qin Wanru tried to use a long and thin pair of tongs to pinch some of the hay. However, this was the first time she had ever done such a thing, so she failed even after trying many times. She could only pick up thicker pieces of firewood.

“Why are these fire tongs so much longer than normal tongs? They\'re not easy to use at all.” Qin Wanru’s face heated up as she muttered to herself. Then, she began to move the pot.

“They were something the Murong clan’s maid brought. They are used to this type; she said it was pretty, and it is indeed easier to use.” The maid knew what the madam was like, and didn’t dare to laugh out loud. She held the madam\'s hand while guiding her to move bits of hay into the stove.

Qin Wanru was a bit excited, but she hesitated shortly after. “The fire in the kitchen stove already went out. Where are the flints? I’ll start another fire.”

“There’s no need for that.” The maid held her hand and moved the tongs into the kitchen stove to make some space in the middle of the kindling pile. “These things need to be fiddled with a bit. Giving the kindling enough space and air will make it easier to light.”

“I see.” Qin Wanru gave the stove a look, and sure enough, she saw that some embers were starting to appear on the hay. “It’s being lit, it’s catching fire!”

“You can add some smaller branches in. The beginning embers are still really weak, so you can’t put in that thick chunk of firewood yet. Otherwise, it will immediately put the fire out.” The maid pointed from off to the side.

Qin Wanru immediately grabbed some branches and gently tossed them in. However, she immediately sucked in air through her teeth and pulled her hand back as if she\'d been zapped by lightning. Her fair finger had been pricked by the branches, causing a droplet of blood to appear.

The maid was shocked, exclaiming, “Madam, I’ll bring you the medicine box to wrap up this wound immediately!”

“There’s no need for that at all; it’s just a small injury and doesn’t bother me much at all. This madam isn’t that weak.” Qin Wanru placed her finger into her mouth and sucked on it. The bleeding quickly stopped.

“Should I do it instead? How can such crude labor be done by the madam?” asked the maid anxiously.

“There’s no need for that. This is the only thing I can do for Qinghe. I hope I can make things up to her a bit.” Qin Wanru’s tone was extremely apologetic.

The maid had a puzzled expression.

What is the madam saying? Why does she need to compensate the young madam?

Qin Wanru suddenly said, “Ah! The fire is already about to go out because we didn’t do anything.”

The maid handed her a bamboo tube and said with a smile, “Madam, it’s okay. Use this and blow into the fire a bit. It will immediately start burning again.”

“Really?” Qin Wanru blew into the bamboo tube as the maid told her to. Soon after, a pile of smoke rushed out.

“Ah! Madam, not so hard!” The maid cried out, “You can’t use that much force!”

When she saw the maid’s slightly darkened face, Qin Wanru was a bit embarrassed. She was able to avoid it in time, but the maid wasn\'t.

“Okay.” She then lowered herself in front of the stove and gently blew into the bamboo tube. Sure enough, the fire that had been about to go out became a bit brighter. There were also more embers. When she saw that, she became more and more excited. She blew gently, and the weak embers gradually strengthened. A fire soon started in the stove.

“You can add the firewood now,” the maid hurriedly reminded her.

Qin Wanru nodded. Her ten fine fingers moved through the firewood. After picking and choosing for a long time, in the end, she selected the largest piece to put in. The fertility stew she was making had to be slowly cooked for a long time, so a larger piece of firewood would be better.

However, the fire that had just started was almost put out because of the sudden addition of such a big piece of firewood. Qin Wanru immediately picked up the bamboo tube to blow continuously in alarm. Only then did the fire stabilize a bit.

When the large piece of firewood began to burn, the fire in the stove started growing larger and larger. Soon after, a sizzling sound came from the pot.

Qin Wanru was really happy to see that, exclaiming, “It’s boiling, the water is boiling!”

She quickly placed spiritual herbs and other precious ingredients inside. She then started stirring a bit from time to time, controlling the fire so the stew wouldn’t burn.

After a long time passed, Qin Wanru felt her waist and back growing sore. Fortunately, the fertility stew was starting to take form, gradually becoming viscous.