Border Soldiers: My granaries are full of grain and meat, and I guard this region.

Qi Feng's house was not big; it consisted of three thatched huts and a gate that enclosed a courtyard.

The innermost room is the living room, which also serves as a bedroom. On either side, one room is used for cooking, and the other is used as a storage room.

All of this was left behind by Qi Feng's deceased hunter father, along with two acres of meager land, but Qi Feng has now sold them off as well.

It can be said that Qi Feng's family is now extremely poor, and they can hardly make ends meet.

Qi Feng entered the house and sighed.

The higher the rank, the more powerless one becomes. Now that the constable has assigned him the task of delivering 500 catties of meat and grain per month, he has no way to refuse.

Now that he has an extra mouth to feed, where is he supposed to find food?

Yu Yourong followed Qi Feng with her head down the whole time. When she saw Qi Feng enter the room, she sighed and sat still with her brows furrowed. With a thud, she knelt down on the ground and kowtowed to Qi Feng to beg for mercy.

"I, Yu Yourong, a sinful woman, pay my respects to Your Excellency. I beg Your Excellency to have mercy on me and not sell me away."

"In these chaotic times, I beg you, sir, to give this sinful woman a place to stay. I am willing to serve you like a slave, to do your laundry, cook your meals, chop wood, and carry your water. I will also allow you to... play with me... I am still a virgin..."

By the end, Yu Yourong's voice was barely audible, and her earlobes were so red they looked like they could bleed.

But more than the shame in her heart, she hoped that Qi Feng would not drive her away.

In these chaotic times, her life and death are entirely in Qi Feng's hands, especially that indenture; without it, no one can prove her identity.

In better circumstances, she would be sold into brothels or captured to serve as a military prostitute, and she almost became someone else's slave. If she encountered people without food, her life would be in grave danger.

Qi Feng frowned slightly as he looked at Yu Yourong, who was kneeling on the ground and unable to get up. He then stepped forward and helped her up.

"I won't sell it to you. I was just thinking about how to gather the remaining 500 jin of grain."

Upon hearing Qi Feng's words, Yu Yourong's previously stiff body softened, but she still harbored some distrust towards Qi Feng.

It is said that "if a gambler can reform himself, he will become a human." She has also seen some gamblers who say they will never gamble again, but in the end they always bet all their money, hoping to turn their fortunes around in one fell swoop.

Qi Feng losing all of his family's last two acres of land is a perfect example.

Hearing Qi Feng say this again, Yu Yourong couldn't help but feel a sense of despair.

Qi Feng saw Yu Yourong's eyes gradually redden and immediately guessed what she was thinking.

"Don't worry, you should know that a person should be viewed with new eyes after three days of separation. I will not gamble again from now on."

Yu Yourong looked at Qi Feng with some surprise, not expecting that a mere gambler could utter such profound words.

"Thank you so much for taking me in, sir. I'll start a fire and cook for you right away!"

After saying that, Yu Yourong was about to go to the kitchen barefoot when Qi Feng stopped her.

Qi Feng pulled out a pair of worn-out shoes from somewhere and handed them to Yu Yourong. "Don't mind them, put them on."

Seeing the shoes Qi Feng handed her, Yu Yourong wanted to kneel down to thank him, but Qi Feng stopped her.

"You don't need to kneel and kowtow all the time at home. If you keep doing this, I'll sell you."

Upon hearing this, Yu Yourong turned pale with fright, quickly took the shoes and put them on, no longer daring to kneel down casually.

Watching Yu Yourong dash into the kitchen, Qi Feng shook his head and turned to start tidying up the room.

In the kitchen, Yu Yourong looked at the nearly empty wheat in the jar, her face paled, and after hesitating for a long time, she only scooped out a ladleful.

Boil water and cook.

While the porridge was cooking, Yu Yourong washed her face with hot water, hoping that Qi Feng would spare her the trouble of selling herself because of her face.

When Yu Yourong brought the porridge into the room, Qi Feng was stunned to see Yu Yourong's drastically changed appearance.

Originally, Yu Yourong had a dark complexion and a hunched posture. Apart from her relatively young voice, she didn't look young at all.

Now, after being cleaned, the fish has skin as smooth as cream, bright eyes and white teeth, and a pair of almond-shaped eyes so gentle they seem to drip with water.

She's absolutely stunning and refreshingly beautiful!

Seeing Qi Feng's expression, Yu Yourong looked somewhat nervous.

"My lord, is it that I... am not worthy of your attention? I will now cover my dirty face so as not to tarnish your eyes."

Upon hearing this, Qi Feng stepped forward and shook his head.

"How could that be? I was just stunned by how good-looking you are."

Hearing Qi Feng's blunt words, Yu Yourong's face turned so red it looked like it could bleed.

"Sir, this is today's wheat porridge."

He handed over the last bowl of wheat porridge, and Yu Yourong stood quietly to the side, waiting.

Seeing this, Qi Feng frowned slightly.

"Why did you only cook a bowl of porridge?"

Upon hearing this, Yu Yourong's face turned pale instantly, and she stammered as she spoke.

"My lord... I saw that there wasn't much grain left, and you still need to hand over 500 catties of meat and grain in a month, so I cooked a bowl of wheat porridge. If you think it's not enough, I'll go and cook another bowl right away!"

After saying that, Yu Yourong was about to leave, but Qi Feng grabbed her arm.

"What I mean is, why didn't you cook for yourself?"

Seeing Qi Feng's sharp gaze, Yu Yourong avoided eye contact, not daring to look him in the eye.

"This humble woman...is not hungry..."

"Gurgle~"

A clear clucking sound rang out, instantly making Yu Yourong blush.

Qi Feng went to the kitchen and took another bowl, then divided the porridge in the bowl in two.

"From now on, we'll eat the same thing every day. Don't do this again, or I'll sell you!"

After saying that, Qi Feng picked up the bowl of porridge and started gulping it down.

After being cooked, the wheat bursts open into tiny flowers, giving it a rich wheat aroma and a sweet taste.

Although it wasn't very juicy, it was Qi Feng's first meal after transmigrating, and he was already quite satisfied.

Looking at the porridge in front of her, Yu Yourong was so moved that her eyes welled up with tears. Since she became a criminal, this was the first time someone had been so kind to her!

The two slurped down their porridge, oblivious to the howling wind outside, while a warm atmosphere permeated the room.

After eating and drinking her fill, Yu Yourong took the initiative to clear away the dishes and chopsticks. She then came to the bedside, looking at Qi Feng with a flushed face.

"My lord...it's time to rest...this humble woman will serve you..."

Qi Feng raised an eyebrow and said:

"You don't need to call me 'sir' anymore, and you don't need to refer to yourself as 'commoner'."

"When the constable gave you to me, he was essentially betrothing you to me. From now on, you can call me your husband, and you are my wife."

Upon hearing this, Yu Yourong was taken aback at first, and then her eyes reddened again.

Previously, her relationship with Qi Feng was that of master and servant, with Qi Feng holding the power of life and death over her.

The change in address now signifies that Qi Feng has completely accepted her, finally giving her a place to belong in this chaotic world.

"My...husband...it's time to rest...I'll serve you...I hope you'll take care of me..."

As Yu Yourong spoke, she blushed and began to undress.

In an instant, the room was suddenly exposed to spring light, and Qi Feng couldn't help but widen his eyes.

"So tolerant...what a lovely name!"

Upon hearing this, Yu Yourong looked at Qi Feng with confusion.

"My lord... what does this mean?"

Qi Feng chuckled and leaped forward.

"Because tolerance is a virtue..."

"Husband...you're so annoying..."

Soon, after a rustling sound inside the room, a painful groan was heard, followed by the man's deep breathing and a suppressed moan.