Reborn as a Merchant Girl, the General's Beloved

Shuyu was terrified when she saw the assassin being killed in the main house yesterday. Although she has woken up now, she is still weak and cannot get out of bed.

The small kitchen in the main house was not cooking, so the food was the same as everyone else's. Shuyu arranged for it to be delivered to the main house after it was cooked. Today's lunch was the usual dry biscuits and carrot soup, with some bacon and vegetable sprouts added, and a pot of wine.

The burden of delivering meals naturally fell on the two little girls.

This master already had a bad reputation, and since Shuyu was frightened and fell ill, they naturally did not want to take the job of delivering meals to the main house.

"I'll go." Anan took over the conversation and signaled them to stop arguing.

She was worried that she had no chance to approach him openly, and this opportunity was like a sleepy person hitting the pillow.

Seeing that she took the initiative to help them out of trouble, the two little girls thanked her profusely.

Be happy with each other and live in peace.

An hour later, Anan took the food boxes from the two little girls. He felt inexplicably cheerful and everything around him became colorful.

Bi'an was standing in the corridor, sharpening his musket. When he saw her coming, he blurted out, "Miss, you came at an unfortunate time. Mr. Nie has already gone back."

Anan was extremely embarrassed by his words and pointed to the food box in his hand: "I'm here to bring food to the master."

"Let me take it in!" Bi'an was naturally kind-hearted, so he hurriedly put down the musket in his hand, muttering, "How dare I trouble a girl to deliver food! If Mr. Nie knew about this, it would be disastrous!"

Anan's heart tightened, and he subconsciously glanced into the house. He knew there must be some misunderstanding, but he couldn't explain it directly. However, the opportunity was hard to come by, and he was unwilling to go back like this. He blushed, hid the food box behind him, and said hurriedly: "No, no, this is my job. If I mess it up, I won't be able to explain to Aunt Yu."

"My aunt..." Bian was a little anxious and snatched the food box from Anan's hand.

Anan sighed inwardly, but after thinking about it carefully, he realized that the job of delivering meals was three meals a day, so there was no need to worry about it in a short period of time. So he smiled, thanked him, and turned to leave.

Suddenly, a voice was heard from inside the house: "Bi'an, go and get my sword."

He got up and left with a start. After a while, he seemed to remember the food box in his hand, and ran back. He pulled a weak young man beside him and said, "Jiuling, the master asked me to get the sword, you go and deliver the food! Did you hear me?"

The young man was also wiping his musket, but he didn't look up at him, just nodded sullenly.

Only then did Bi'an leave with satisfaction.

As soon as Bi'an left the house, the young man picked up two muskets and stood up, saying, "Miss, serve the master for dinner. I will go eat first!"

After saying that, he left in a flash.

Anan stared at the food box on the table and smiled softly.

A new curtain was placed on the door and the window was repaired, but it had not yet been painted, so it looked like it had two patches on it.

Anan held his breath, lifted the curtain and stepped in.

She had seen it yesterday when she came in to look for the basin. There were three rooms inside and outside the house, separated by the simplest hollow wooden partitions. The innermost was his bedroom, there was a study in the middle, and the guest rooms outside. Everything was in sight.

On the large sand table in the center of the guest room, a few small flags seemed to have been moved, there were some more documents in front of the desk, and a small stove on the low table was burning, steaming.

I clearly heard him talking just now, but when I entered the room I didn't see him.