The next day, when Ning Wanwan woke up, A Sheng had already nearly finished organizing the convoy and was preparing to set off again.
Feeling somewhat embarrassed, she blushed and asked Wei Chenheng, “Why didn’t you wake me? Have I delayed our departure?”
Wei Chenheng chuckled softly, “I did call you, but you were sleeping deeply.”
“Really? I didn’t feel it at all.”
Wei Chenheng ruffled her hair gently and said warmly, “If you’re tired, you can sleep a bit longer. It doesn’t matter.”
After hastily eating some dry rations, Ning Wanwan followed Wei Chenheng into the carriage, and the convoy continued its journey. According to A Sheng’s explanation, although Twin Peaks Mountain didn’t appear large, it would actually take three to five days to traverse.
Speaking of the mountain’s history, A Sheng became very talkative, sharing everything he had seen and heard. “There’s a deity in Twin Peaks Mountain who’s truly remarkable. It’s said that locals seeking children come to the mountain to pray to this deity, and it works every time.”
Ning Wanwan smiled upon hearing this—could any deity be more effective than her Fertility Pill?
“Besides the deity, the wild fruits in this mountain are delicious too. There’s a summer Wild Flat Peach that’s incredibly tasty, found everywhere in the mountains. Consort Wan, when you went out with the young master last night, did you pick any peaches to eat?”
A blush spread across Ning Wanwan’s cheeks. How would they have had time to pick peaches last night? She stammered, “With the heavy dew and complete darkness, we couldn’t see any peaches clearly. My husband and I just… just took a casual stroll and returned.”
Even through the curtain, they could hear A Sheng’s sigh of regret.
“Those peaches are delicious and unique to this mountain—you really can’t find this taste elsewhere. Consort Wan, if I spot any peaches along the way later, I’ll pick a few for you. Once we reach the borderlands, we might not even get fresh vegetables, let alone peaches.”
“Thank you, A Sheng.”
“You’re too kind, Consort Wan.”
When she turned back, her gaze met Wei Chenheng’s eyes. His features appeared elegant and gentle in the soft daylight, carrying a hint of teasing.
“No need for A Sheng to find them for you. I can take you peach picking tonight.”
“No.”
“Why not?” His deep eyes remained calm. “Do you only want peaches picked by A Sheng herself?”
She muttered under her breath, “Is that really about picking fruit? You clearly have ulterior motives.”
He smiled, his lips curving upward. “Is Wanwan feeling shy?”
From behind the thin curtain, A Sheng began chatting with Ning Wanwan.
“Consort Wan, let me tell you, there’s a lovely little town at the foot of this mountain known for its beautiful lotuses… There’s a delicacy called Lotus Flower Soup…”
Ning Wanwan showed keen interest. “Is Lotus Flower Soup tasty?”
“Extremely delicious! It’s even better than Lotus Seed Soup, and it’s only available in summer—a local specialty…” A Sheng outside the curtain enthusiastically described the local specialty.
“Wanwan, if you’d like to try it,” he said, “I’ll take you to eat it when we arrive.”
“Will you eat it too, husband?”
The man’s gaze softened. “I rarely eat sweets. But if you enjoy it, I’ll accompany you.”
Ning Wanwan felt delighted.
From outside the curtain, A Sheng pressed, “Consort Wan, are you still listening?”
Ning Wanwan: “Mm, I’m listening.”
A Sheng grew more animated as he spoke. “If Consort Wan wishes to try the Lotus Flower Soup, there’s also a Lotus Leaf Chicken roasted over high heat—it’s exceptionally delicious. After we descend the mountain, shall we first stroll around that town?”
His lips curled as he chuckled softly, “Wanwan, A Sheng is asking you a question.”
Ning Wanwan: “Let’s go, let’s go! A Sheng!”
A Sheng answered his own question again: “A half-day stroll would be perfect for stocking up on provisions for the journey.”
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