284 Making Soup
Nangong Jue was still silent.
Le Yao suddenly took a gauze and pressed it hard on his wound.
Nangong Jue immediately screamed. “Are you murdering your husband?”
Aunt Bai, who was outside the door, shivered in fear. Aiya, Young Mistress is really amazing. However, Young Master really needs to be taught a lesson. If this had happened earlier, there would be a child by now.
“Ex-husband.” Le Yao smiled and took her hand away. “Do you want to say it now?”
“It’s just as you think. I… mobilized the special forces.” Nangong Jue exhaled. “I violated the rules.”
“So you were punished by the special forces?” Le Yao frowned, not knowing what to feel.
“Yes.” Nangong Jue nodded. “But this is already very light.”
“What about the heavy ones?”
“Expulsion.”
Le Yao: “…”
Alright, the special forces were also soldiers, right? And soldiers valued honor the most. Indeed, expulsion was harsher than physical punishment.
“Well…” Nangong Jue realized that Le Yao was silent and immediately prepared to find something to say.
“Thank you.” Le Yao picked up the medicine bottle, quickly applied the medicine for him, and bandaged it.
“No… there’s no need.”
“Alright, rest.” Le Yao packed the medicine box and stood up.
“You-”
“Sleep,” Le Yao said as she took a blanket and covered him with it. Then, she turned around and left.
When Nangong Jue heard the door close, he immediately sighed in defeat. That woman had a heart of stone. He seemed to have failed at pretending to be pitiful. However… He raised his hand and touched his b.u.t.t, but his wife still touched his b.u.t.t. Was this… considered an improvement?
Le Yao did not leave. Instead, she went to the kitchen.
Aunt Bai hurriedly followed her in. “Young Mistress, what are you doing?”
“Making him something to eat.” Le Yao smiled. “What ingredients do you have?”
“It’s all here.” Aunt Bai hurriedly pointed at the preservation cabinet.
Le Yao took a look and took out half of the black chicken. She also took out large dates and wolfberries and made a pot of chicken soup. After turning on the heat, she called out to Aunt Bai, “Turn off the fire in half an hour. Give it to him when he wakes up.”
“Then you-”
“I have to go back. I’ve been out long enough.” Le Yao smiled. “Get someone to pick up tomorrow’s three meals next door.”
“Aye.” Aunt Bai was happy to hear that. It was fine as long as Young Mistress did not ignore the Young Master.
Nangong Jue still fell asleep in a daze because those medicines all contained ingredients to relieve pain and induce sleep. When he woke up, he realized that two hours had pa.s.sed. He sighed again and got up to go to the study. There were still many things to deal with.
“Young master.” Soon, Aunt Bai came over with chicken soup and knocked on the door. “Have some soup.”
“No, I have no appet.i.te.”
“Ah? This is soup that Young Mistress had been brewing for more than an hour…” Aunt Bai exclaimed. “Isn’t this a waste? Then I’ll have to take advantage of it. It smells delicious…”
“Bring it in,” Nangong Jue suddenly roared.
Aunt Bai smiled and hurriedly sent the chicken soup in.
“Did Lan really make this?”
“That’s right.” Aunt Bai nodded. “Young Madam prepared it for more than an hour. Before Young Madam left, she even said that she would prepare and send Young Master’s three meals a day in the future.”
Nangong Jue’s expression softened when he heard that. He even smiled. He picked up the chicken soup and drank a large bowl. As expected, it was made by Lan. It tasted different.