"Perhaps I was a bit hasty." Lin Ziyin did not agree nor reject, instead, she gave a vague answer.
"I cannot leave the military camp, take care of yourself." said Chu Suifeng as he pulled her into his arms. "I worry about you."
"Prince, I am an adult. I can take care of myself," Lin Ziyin said. "Are you planning to strike the enemy hard tomorrow?"
"Yes," Replied Chu Suifeng, not wanting to discuss battle matters with his beloved, feeling weary, he just wanted to spend a quiet moment with Lin Ziyin.
"I brought some porridge for you, Prince," said Lin Ziyin, who was nestled against his chest and could hear a strong heartbeat from Chu Suifeng. She remembered the meal box in the hands of Hong Ying and quickly loosened her grip from Chu Suifeng's arms to retrieve it.
Chu Suifeng was not hungry; he preferred to talk to Lin Ziyin. However, she had brought the porridge, a gesture of her kindness, so he smiled and sat down when he saw her busy retrieving the meal box from Hong Ying.