General Luo and Lady Long

Returning to the kitchen, Long Miaoming took one last reluctant look at her pot.

Just a moment ago, she had been lectured by Luo Bai with his “earnest and well-meaning” advice.

Feeling a bit unconvinced, Long Miaoming used a spoon to scoop some out and stuffed it into her own mouth.

Honestly, is it really that bad?

Long Miaoming thought indignantly.

And then…

Long Miaoming’s face turned dark at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Fine, it really was terrible. Even with her divine dragon constitution, she almost couldn’t handle it.

This place was Luo Bai’s headquarters.

In the beginning, Long Miaoming thought the rebel army would be filled with fierce, cold-blooded thugs, but after arriving here, she discovered the truth.

As it turned out, everyone was simply forced into this by circumstances.

If the times weren’t so cruel, who would be willing to come out and risk their heads to rebel?

That was what Luo Bai said.

When Long Miaoming first arrived, the local residents and the stationed soldiers all thought Commander Luo had brought back a younger sister.

After all, Long Miaoming looked to be only fourteen or fifteen, and Luo Bai had no plans to take a wife.

Until one stormy night, when Long Miaoming entered Luo Bai’s room and did not come out for the entire night.

It was only the next morning when the mess crew was preparing breakfast that they saw Long Miaoming walking out of Luo Bai’s room with a flushed face.

Everyone came to a sudden realization.

So, Commander Luo didn’t bring back a sister, but a little concubine!

Then again, who would have thought Commander Luo had such tastes at such a young age?

In reality, the matter was not at all what everyone imagined.

Long Miaoming was afraid of thunder. Every time it rained and thundered, she would hide in the arms of her maid sisters.

But now she had no place to find her maid sisters; however, she did have a beautiful brother.

She still remembered that day when Luo Bai had just gone to sleep after reading his military books.

Before his blanket could even get warm, with a “crash!”, his door was pushed open.

A dark shadow dove into his covers with lightning speed.

The small body was constantly trembling.

Luo Bai froze for a moment, but combining it with the rumbling thunder that had just passed, he understood.

Luo Bai smiled silently and patted Long Miaoming’s back.

“It is alright, I am here…”

Luo Bai’s voice wasn’t particularly powerful, but it was very gentle and felt very reliable.

Just like that, Long Miaoming gradually fell asleep in Luo Bai’s bed.

When she first woke up the next morning, the first thing she saw was Luo Bai’s exquisite face.

With his long hair draped to the side, every breath he took carried a fatal attraction.

Most importantly, the collar of Luo Bai’s sleepwear was open.

Although it wasn’t fully open, it still revealed half of his chest in a half-hidden, half-visible posture.

Tsk…

Without any surprise, Long Miaoming blushed yet again.

This is too alluring…

Long Miaoming covered her eyes with her small hands, but she couldn’t help but open a small gap between her fingers to peek at Luo Bai’s open collar.

After all, the beautiful brother is sleeping; surely… he won’t notice.

“If you are awake, go back to your own room.”

The beautiful brother opened his eyes with some helplessness, pulled his sleepwear shut, and looked at Long Miaoming.

He did not like sleeping with others, let alone with a girl.

Consequently, Luo Bai had not slept well the entire night.

Long Miaoming practically jumped up, her face red beyond belief.

She almost caused the white cloth on her head to fall off because her movements were too frantic.

After she scrambled out of Luo Bai’s room in a panic, the scene the mess crew saw took place.

From then on, this “beautiful tale” spread throughout Luo Bai’s headquarters.

“Lady Miaoming, what is wrong now?”

Just then, the kitchen auntie walked over and saw Long Miaoming looking at her pot with a face full of grievance.

“Beautiful brother thinks the food I make is bad,” Long Miaoming said.

In truth, if Sun Ziyue were still standing here, he would definitely protest loudly against Long Miaoming’s words.

Can you even call that “bad”? “Bad” at least implies it’s still edible, okay?

Actually, sometimes even Luo Bai admired Long Miaoming.

To take a bunch of perfectly normal ingredients and make something comparable to poison…

Most people don’t even have that talent.

“Hah, I thought it was some big deal,” the kitchen auntie comforted Long Miaoming with a smile.

“This kind of thing is very simple; you just need more practice.”

“Wooo, Auntie, you’re the best.” Long Miaoming was so moved she was almost in tears.

“What did you make? Let Auntie have a taste.”

The kitchen auntie asked out of curiosity, and her gaze shifted to the pot Long Miaoming was holding.

Half a minute later…

“Someone come quickly! The kitchen auntie accidentally ate the food Miaoming made! If someone doesn’t come, she’s going to be gone…”

Finally forced to recognize her own limits, Long Miaoming gave up on this skill.

Fortunately, there were many girls here around her age… or at least, around her apparent age.

“Lady Long, you must learn needlework.”

The only older sister among them taught Long Miaoming this way.

“Only a girl who knows needlework can find a good husband’s family.”

“Ah, this…”

Long Miaoming tilted her small head and thought for a moment.

“Does that include Beautiful Brother?”

The older sister froze, then seemed unable to suppress a laugh.

“Of course it includes him. I believe Commander Luo also likes a girl who is clever and deft with her hands.”

“Is, is that so…”

Long Miaoming didn’t know why she asked such a seemingly stupid question.

But it just happened, inexplicably.

Since she had already asked, Long Miaoming, who had just put down her pot, turned around and picked up a needle and thread.

She began to embroider stitch by stitch, following the patterns on the frame.

And so, an entire afternoon passed.

Luo Bai walked out of his study and stretched.

He had been busy all afternoon and had finally finished his work.

However, he felt as if something was missing.

What was missing…

“Commander Luo.”

A girl passed by and greeted him; Luo Bai nodded casually.

Wait, he suddenly remembered. He hadn’t seen Long Miaoming all afternoon.

Usually, this girl would jump out and bother him from some unexpected place, yet today was unusually quiet.

Thinking this, Luo Bai walked toward the backyard.

Finally, under the eaves, Luo Bai saw Long Miaoming with her eyebrows tightly furrowed.

“What are you doing, girl?”

Luo Bai leaned over.

Long Miaoming looked at Luo Bai, then with a face full of pride, she held up the results of her embroidery.

Luo Bai looked at the blood-stained embroidery in Long Miaoming’s hands.

“You’ve embroidered these two ducks quite well.”

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw Long Miaoming’s face turn dark.

Actually, she had embroidered mandarin ducks.