The eleventh year of Fuyou, spring.
Today I was lucky enough to get two plates of maltose. Fragrant, soft, and sweet. I enjoyed them with pear blossom wine and got a little tipsy. I was very pleased.
The eleventh year of Fuyou, summer.
Deep in the forest, I used my strength and agility to catch a cunning hare. I lit a fire and roasted it, then roasted wild yams to eat with it. The aroma was wonderful. After eating my fill, I spent the night in the mountains, gazing at the stars and moon. What greater joy could life hold?
The twelfth year of Fuyou, winter.
Snow blanketed the river. I put on my rain cape and went fishing in the morning, but caught nothing. An old fisherman took pity on me afterward and gave me two young catfish. I cleaned them with clear stream water and simmered them over a low flame. The broth turned milky white, and a sip warmed me from head to toe. I ate it with fresh greens, lightening my step and restoring my health. After filling my stomach, I strolled along the river and came across a gray dog wagging its tail and begging for food. It followed me for several miles without giving up. With the ground frozen and the weather bitterly cold, it might not survive the night. My heart softened, and I took it in, naming it Er Hui.
The fifteenth year of Fuyou, autumn.
The thatched cottage where I lived caught fire. Fortunately, I woke in the night and escaped, but Er Hui was nowhere to be found. My heart is heavy with grief...
Su Man's Travels Across Jiuzhou
Jiang Yubo closed the yellowed pages in his hand and looked down at the pug by his leg, its tail wagging wildly and a tuft of gray fur on its head. His eyes bloodshot, he rasped at his three hundred personal guards:
"Search again! Even if you have to dig three feet into the ground, find Su Man's bones!"
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Childhood Friends | Food | Healing
1. An ancient-era road trip and food story
2. Ambiguous, bittersweet romance at first, then a groveling pursuit of the wife
3. Both leads are chaste
Theme: Love yourself before loving someone else
A Mistaken Kiss
After I Was Widowed, My Late Husband Became Emperor
A Graceful Springtime Theft
A Reply from Sangria
My Uncle's Gaze Is Anything But Innocent
The Tavern Belle
After Being Seized by a Tyrannical Emperor
Unrivaled Splendor
The Crane in the Pond
Xuxu Startles Spring (Reborn)
The Eastern Palace's Captive Beauty (Forced Possession)