Chapter 511: Making a Nutritious Soup for a Postpartum Woman

After Nan Qinghuan finally coaxed the child to sleep, she only then remembered that Ying had gone out, hurriedly set the child down, and went to see where the man was. To her surprise, when she gently pushed the door open, she saw Ying leaning against the doorway, asleep.

In that moment, she felt like laughing and also thought the man was cute.

She tried to call him cautiously, but the man was sleeping soundly, showing no guard at all; it seemed only at home could he sleep so peacefully.

Indeed, she realized that Ying was vigilant outside, but only at home could he relax.

She stared at his sleeping face, momentarily dazed, recalling how vigilant Ying had been then—always fearing she would run away when he slept, keeping her on a Stone Bed, knowing every turn she made.

Now, he sleeps so peacefully.

"Ying, wake up, go to the bed and sleep."

She wanted him to get up; the floor was too cold and might cause a cold, and in ancient times a cold was dangerous, since Herbal Medicine worked slowly and wouldn't improve for half a day.

But Ying slept so deeply that nothing could rouse him.

She reluctantly got up to fetch a blanket for him, but then she heard... Baiqi Tribe.

Baiqi Tribe!

Ying muttered to himself, speaking of Baiqi Tribe even in his dream, which made Nan Qinghuan's expression darken; she crouched beside him, wanting to call him, but held back.

She recalled the words Jiguang had said to her, wondered if A Mu was from the Baiqi Tribe, and now Ying kept mentioning Baiqi Tribe even in his dream—what was going on? "Ying..."

Ying still hadn't woken; Nan Qinghuan, helpless, fetched a blanket and covered him. That night, the couple spent a quiet time together.

The child slept soundly, the man also slept deeply; Nan Qinghuan looked at the two sleeping faces, feeling an indescribable satisfaction.

This must be happiness.

Happiness is having a small home, with a man and a child.

She felt content.

Early the next morning, when Nan Qinghuan woke up, the child beside her had disappeared.

She immediately got up, a little anxious, "Child, my child..."

"Qinghuan, don't be afraid, A Mu took the child back; are you awake?"

Outside, Ying was preparing congee; seeing her worry about the child, he hurried forward, looking like a domestic cook.

"Come on, get up; A Mu took the child away. Aren't we going to the Na Shan Tribe today? Get up, wash your face and brush your teeth."

"Mm"

This morning they ate Millet Porridge, which tasted great; now Ying had become a modern household cook, and she hardly had to worry about anything at home—he handled everything, even the child, how nice.

"Ying, thank you."

Holding a steaming bowl of Millet Porridge, Nan Qinghuan felt sweet inside; Ying had also specially prepared bone broth for her, which he had simmered last night but hadn't let her taste yet.

"Try it, bone broth; Jiguang said it's good for a postpartum woman."

"Alright, I'll try."

After drinking the bowl, Nan Qinghuan found it very bland and tasteless; strangely, why hadn't he added Salt? "Ying, no Salt?"

"No, Jiguang said we shouldn't add it."

"Jiguang?"

Nan Qinghuan watched him eat his porridge absentmindedly; had the man gone behind her to ask how to care for a postpartum woman? Actually she could have a little Salt, but Jiguang is a doctor and is very strict about it.

A broth without Salt doesn't taste very good.

Thinking of that, she took a sip; indeed it lacked flavor, but at least it was thickly simmered.

It was drinkable.

Ying, having tasted the broth, agreed it was unpleasant; without Salt it was almost inedible.

"Tomorrow I'll use a little less Salt; for today you can drink it first."

He knew Nan Qinghuan couldn't swallow it, but it was for her health, so he could only have her drink more.

"Drink more."

"Alright."

Nan Qinghuan felt very happy; a man caring like this was what many women dreamed of. Thinking so, she quickly handed him a piece of meat, "You've worked hard; once I finish my confinement period I'll be able to do these things, I'll take care of the child. Here, have some meat."

"Silly girl, caring for you and the child is my duty; eat more. Today we'll take the Carriage to the Na Shan Tribe. Qinghuan, when you face the monster later, I'll protect you; don't worry, I won't let you get hurt."

He had already decided that if that monster attacked Nan Qinghuan, he would protect her no matter what, even if he couldn't kill it, he wouldn't let the monster leave alive.

After finishing the meal, Ying prepared to take her out; a Carriage was parked on the street outside, and Nan Qinghuan saw Ji Lei, but did not see Dashan.

"Where's Dashan?"

"I had him look after Axi, so he hasn't gone yet."

"Good, your arrangement is fine; what about Rongdi and the others?"

"They've already left; let's go, I'll help you onto the Carriage."

After Nan Qinghuan got onto the Carriage, Ji Lei whispered a few words into Ying's ear, which made Ying's expression darken but he remained unflustered.

"It's fine; let Yao keep watching."

At noon, the sun blazed fiercely.

When their Carriage stopped on a flat spot, Nan Qinghuan stepped down and immediately heard a monster's cry not far away.

"Wooo..."

The sound was terrifying, sending chills down one's spine.

"Ying, it's bad; the monster injured someone, Ashu is also wounded."

Ashu was helped in, his arms drenched in fresh blood, "Ying, Goddess, you shouldn't go; the monster has gone berserk, Rongdi and Jiguang want someone to kill it."

"No, we can't act; I'll go take a look."

Nan Qinghuan, hearing they intended to kill the Red Dragon, hurried toward the Forest; indeed, not far away she saw many Na Shan Tribe members, each holding Bow and arrow, continuously shooting into the trees over there.

"Shooting arrows"

"Stop."

Rongdi saw Nan Qinghuan and Ying arrive, and a slash scar on their face made them look eye‑catchingly terrifying.

"Ying, Qinghuan, it's over; this beast's animal nature has erupted, there's nothing we can do."

"Nan Qinghuan, we can't keep this monster; it will eat people."

Aurora also saw such a terrifying monster for the first time; their plan was originally to drive it away, but they couldn't drive it away, and if they couldn't drive away the Na Shan Tribe they couldn't develop the area, then what kind of landlady would she be? So… Nan Qinghuan saw over there the huge Red Dragon; despite being attacked by humans, it still didn't run toward us, only lifted its head and roared to the sky.

Its voice was huge, so huge it sent chills down people's spines, and it carried a hint of sorrowful grief.

Whine…

The Red Dragon was protesting that its habitat had been plundered by humans; seeing this, Nan Qinghuan also understood, the Red Dragon's nature was indeed as the books described.

Although it was angry, it does not actively attack people.

"All of you step back and let me try."

"Nan Qinghuan, can you really tame it?"