Chapter 292: I Like It
Baili Jinghua could not lie in the face of Su Binglan’s earnest gaze. She nodded and said, “Yes, they know each other.”
“No wonder!
‘That explains why Mr. Kong accepted Jin’an, Xuexuan, and Xuehai into the academy without asking them to take the assessment!’
Su Binglan genuinely wanted to know about her husband’s true identity but knew Baili Jinghua would not tell her. Sometimes, it was good that she did not know. Otherwise, she would be unable to retain her current state of mind whenever she faced Luo Jin’an.
After some thought, she said, “Who is Princess Lan?”
‘Baili Jinghua was once a member of General Baili’s mansion in the capital city, so she should know Princess Lan.’
Baili Jinghua’s smile disappeared, revealing a trace of worry at the mere mention of Princess Lan. “She was a kind person and good to her people. It’s a pity her body was weak as she died long ago. We were the best of friends then.
“Princess Lan was brilliant, too, and if she were here, no one would dare hurt King Ding.
Su Binglan nodded. The image of the little girl in her dream flashed in her mind. While Su Binglan subconsciously immersed herself in her thoughts, Baili Jinghua looked at her and said, “I don’t know why, but I always feel a sense of familiarity when I see you. It’s just like when I face Ruobing. It’s bizarre.”
Baili Jinghua did not understand why, but it was apparent that she was not alone in feeling that way. Little did she know that her words would cause Su Binglan’s expression to change drastically.
“Maybe it’s because you think of me as a friend,” Su Binglan said.
“You’re right. You’re my good friend, Binglan.” Baili Jinghua’s heart was big, and she did not overthink the details.
Later that night, Su Binglan planned to make dumplings for dinner, so she invited Baili Jinghua over. Baili Jinghua knew that making dumplings was a priority to Su Binglan.
She remembered Su Binglan saying she would typically make dumplings for special occasions. While helping to roll the dumpling skins, Baili Jinghua quietly asked Su Binglan, “Are you making dumplings because your husband is back?”
Moreover, Su Binglan had prepared a large portion of various fillings. She treated Luo Jin’an well, after all.
She paused as she made the dumplings. She did think of celebrating Luo Jin’an’s return, so she decided to make dumplings for him as he meant a lot to her. “Well, yes. You’re right.”
Baili Jinghua looked at Su Binglan and said, after some thought, “You seem like someone who dotes on her husband.”
Su Binglan asked smilingly, “You noticed that?”
“Of course I did! Also, it’s apparent you’re in a good mood because Jin’an is back. You’re constantly smiling.”
A change in a person’s expression was the most obvious.
“I remember rarely seeing you smile when Jin’an was away. You also busied yourself with several things then.”
‘Is that so?’ Su Binglan did not even notice the changes in her expression back then.
Baili Jinghua said discreetly, ‘You must like your husband very much, huh?” ‘H-Huh?!’ Su Binglan’s hand, holding the dumpling, trembled.
“What do you think about that?” Su Binglan did not even know what she liked, but she was still thrilled to see her husband. She had to admit that. However, she did not know how much she liked him.
Baili Jinghua looked at Su Binglan’s confused expression and said anxiously, “I-It’s just that you’re always so happy whenever you see Jin’an. Your demeanor seems different from usual. Sometimes, you even look lost in your thoughts.
“Hmm, how should I put this? You seem more conflicted, but you’re undoubtedly different from your typical self. You look at him differently than when you look at others. He’s that unique, I guess.”
Baili Jinghua felt that Su Binglan did not understand these things, probably because she was still young.
Su Binglan blinked as if what Baili Jinghua said was true.
‘Do I like Jin’an that much?’
“So, you’ve felt this way before?” Su Binglan asked.
Baili Jinghua’s expression changed. “Well, yes. I have before.”
Su Binglan did not pry when she noticed Baili Jinghua’s expression change.
The sky had already darkened when Luo Jin’an woke up. He slept deeply and peacefully compared to when he was away from the village. Although he had only slept for a while, he felt he had rested enough.
Shortly after, Luo Jin’an went to the bathtub in the next room to bathe. After changing his clothes, he went to the yard to look for his wife. He thought she should be in the kitchen instead, so luckily, he knew the house’s layout.
Previously, Su Binglan had shown Luo Jin’an the house’s design after she had finished drawing it. She had also asked for his opinion and if it was a good idea. Of course, Luo Jin’an said it was. Therefore, he was familiar with the house’s layout.
He entered the main hall, and Shen Qiuhua was burning firewood at the stove while Su Binglan and Baili Jinghya made dumplings. He looked at Shen Qiuhua and said, “Mom.”
“Hey, Jin’an. Come in and have a seat. Binglan told me you returned in the afternoon. We’re so glad you’re back, especially because our family is finally together again.
“Binglan is thrilled too, so let’s have some reunion dumplings tonight. Binglan will chop the meat and season them herself.”
Luo Jin’an nodded and said, “I’ll wash my hands so I can help.”
He missed the home-cooked meals when he left the village. The food out there could not compare to the food his wife made. Luo Jin’an felt like something was missing whenever he ate in the capital.
Su Binglan and Baili Jinghua were making dumplings in front of the panel when Su Binglan saw her husband approaching. She felt awkward when she thought of what Baili Jinghua had said.
Su Binglan’s face suddenly turned red, and she did not even look at her husband’s expression—instead, she lowered her head and pretended to make dumplings naturally. She said, “You just came back, so you need to rest. We’ll wrap it up in a while.”
Luo Jin’an said lightly, “It’s okay. I’ll help.” He went to the panel, took a small rolling pin, and began to roll the dumpling skins.
Su Binglan looked at how he rolled the skins and got distracted. When she returned to her senses, Luo Jin’an had already rolled many skins. He rolled them well too.
Su Binglan inwardly sighed because she realized a person like her husband could do anything well. Luo Jin’an was only rolling dumpling skins, but he looked like he was making a work of art.
‘He always has an otherworldly aura about him.’
Luo Jin’an seemed to feel something and looked up while Su Binglan was still staring at him. The couple looked at each other, and Su Binglan felt like her eyes had gotten electrocuted, so she hurriedly averted her gaze. Her ears had turned crimson red.
Luo Jin’an looked at how her ears turned red, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly as the ends of his eyes rose. The couple had a different kind of charm about them.
Baili Jinghua quietly looked at the duo from the sidelines and felt excited.
‘Gahh!’ The couple’s expressions and actions seemed interesting to her. Baili Jinghua said, “Binglan told me she’s thrilled to have you back, so she’s making dumplings to celebrate your return.”
Su Binglan took a deep breath and turned to glare at Baili Jinghua because she had never said those things to Baili Jinghua.
Baili Jinghua looked back at Su Binglan aggrievedly and said, “Aren’t you happy, though?”
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