The Command to Pamper the Husband - Chapter 37

Taking a deep breath, Lu Zhan put on a heroic expression and nodded.

Wan Xi rubbed her hands together like a fly and said, “Well, it’s time for you to repay my kindness.”

Lu Zhan…

“Please, go ahead.”

“Make me a boiled fish!”

As she spoke, Wan Xi pulled a fish out from under her robe.

The sight of the fish stunned not only Lu Zhan but also Song Jin, who was sitting on a stone bench nearby.

When did Wan Xi get hold of a fish?

Wan Xi handed the fish reverently to Lu Zhan, “Please.”

Lu Zhan…

What should he do now?

He didn’t know how to cook!

He only knew how to eat!

With trembling hands, Lu Zhan reluctantly carried the fish to the kitchen.

Whatever, he thought. Desperate times call for desperate measures.

Watching Lu Zhan head to the kitchen, Wan Xi let out a sigh of relief and stood cheerfully behind Song Jin.

Song Jin…

“Where did you get the fish?”

Wan Xi replied, “From the wild man’s cave.”

Song Jin…

“There was a stove next to the cave, and beside the stove was a small water jar with several fat fish in it!”

Song Jin…

Wait a minute!

“You said there was a stove in the wild man’s cave?”

Wan Xi nodded.

Song Jin’s curiosity was piqued.

How could wild men have a stove?

Was it her understanding that was flawed, or was there something wrong with the wild men?

Clearly, there was something wrong with the wild men; otherwise, Shen the White Lotus wouldn’t have brought them back.

“What did the stove look like?”

Wan Xi tilted her head, rolled her eyes upward, and thought for a moment. “Just an ordinary stove, similar to the one in our small kitchen.”

Then, Wan Xi grinned, showing her teeth, “But, Young Master, even though the wild men were uncivilized, they had all kinds of spices around the stove.”

Song Jin frowned again.

Wild men living in the mountains, unable to speak the language, with spices?

“Are you sure it was spices?”

Wan Xi nodded, “Yes, but the spices seemed old, probably three to five years old.”

“You even tasted them?” Song Jin’s eye twitched.

Wan Xi nodded, “I didn’t taste the spices directly. There was a roasted lamb leg by the stove, and I tried a few bites.”

Song Jin…

Wan Xi smacked her lips, “Honestly, the wild men’s roasted lamb leg wasn’t bad. It was as good as Phoenix Shadow Tower’s.”

While Song Jin was speechless at Wan Xi, she also fell into deep thought.

Inside the house.

Song Dingzhong glared at Shen Yue.

Shen Yue also glared at Song Dingzhong.

The two of them stared at each other for a moment before Shen Yue spoke first, “Why did you keep the matter of your son a secret from me?”

Song Dingzhong’s heart skipped a beat.

Did he know about Jin’er’s true identity?

Damn!

What should he do now?

Even though he and Shen Yue were on the same boat, it was merely a relationship of mutual use. They weren’t close enough to share everything.

Despite his internal turmoil, Song Dingzhong maintained his composure.

“Why does Your Highness say that? Are you trying to cover up your own mistakes by accusing me first?” His voice was cold, showing no respect for Shen Yue.

Shen Yue wasn’t ashamed of being called out.

“Your son can control weapons. You never mentioned this to me.”

Song Dingzhong’s hands trembled violently on his knees.

Luckily, his hands were on his knees and not visible to Shen Yue.

Jin’er can control weapons?

How was that possible?

He had raised her for sixteen years, knowing only that she could identify metals and assess mountains for gold and silver.

How could she control weapons?

When Jin’er was six, she was bullied by street urchins. If she could control weapons, she wouldn’t have cried herself unconscious back then.

Controlling weapons was a skill that couldn’t be fully mastered by someone inexperienced.

If Jin’er could control weapons at six, she would have shown it.

Rubbing his fingers, Song Dingzhong lowered his eyes, lost in thought, saying nothing.

Seeing Song Dingzhong’s expression, Shen Yue sneered, “What? Are you trying to tell me you just found out?”

Song Dingzhong met Shen Yue’s gaze.

“Does my child’s abilities need to be reported to Your Highness?”

“I don’t mean that, but…”

Song Dingzhong interrupted Shen Yue with a stern face, “But I think you do! Such thoughts make me very angry!”

He looked genuinely angry.

Shen Yue…

After a moment of silence, Shen Yue clasped his hands in a fist salute, “I was presumptuous. But, you must know, the ability to control weapons with spiritual power is unique to the late empress’s lineage, so I…”

Song Dingzhong’s heart tightened, and he responded coldly, “Since Your Highness knows that controlling weapons with spiritual power is a secret skill of the late empress’s lineage, you must also know that this skill is passed down to daughters, not sons.”

Shen Yue…

Was speechless.

Song Dingzhong continued, “Can Your Highness now explain why you broke your promise? You assured me that Jin’er would only help you find the way and would not go to the gold mine.”

Shen Yue, avoiding the topic, took out a jade pendant and handed it over.

Seeing the jade pendant, Song Dingzhong’s face turned pale, his lips trembled, and he took the pendant with a shaking hand.

“This…”

Shen Yue decisively changed the subject, “I found this pendant with the wild men in the mountains.”

Song Dingzhong caressed the jade pendant, his fingers trembling, and looked at Shen Yue, waiting for him to continue.

“In the wild men’s cave, there was a mural of a woman in a goose-yellow flying dress.”

Song Dingzhong’s breath hitched.

His eyes filled with shock.

“In the cave, I also found this.”

Shen Yue took out a small white jade cup.

“I remember you have an identical one.”

Song Dingzhong completely lost his composure.

Grabbing the white jade cup, tears streamed down his face as he trembled uncontrollably.

“The wild men’s leader is in the sedan at the second gate. You might learn something by meeting him.”

Song Dingzhong looked at Shen Yue in a daze.

After a moment of silence, Song Dingzhong put down the white jade cup, took a deep breath, and stood up.

Song Jin, sitting on a stone bench in the courtyard, pondering the wild men’s oddities, saw the main door open.

Her father and Shen Yue stepped out one after the other.

“Father?”

Song Dingzhong looked at Song Jin, “You must be tired from the journey. Eat and get some rest.”

Leaving these words, Song Dingzhong followed Shen Yue towards the gate of Pine Fragrance Courtyard.

Wan Xi watched them leave and tilted her head, “Master, it looks like the Master Song has been crying.”

Song Jin nodded.

She noticed it too.

Could it be that Shen Yue, that bastard, used his status as a prince to scold her father?

Walking ahead of Song Dingzhong, Shen Yue sneezed loudly.