He of course knew that.
After all, she had raised tigers before, and wolves too.
"Get in."
It was rare to run into her here, and Feng Han had no intention of simply letting her leave.
Su Qiao pointed at the mud on her clothes and shook her head. "I'm dirty."
"That's fine."
Feng Han glanced at the light-blue padded jacket she wore, whose sleeves were even shorter than they should have been, and frowned slightly.
You don't mind, but I mind very much.
Su Qiao rolled her eyes at him.
Being dirty was just an excuse. Didn't he understand?
Couldn't he read the mood?
Feng Han ignored her resistance and casually ordered, "Xiao Wu, help the young lady carry the medicinal herbs."
"Yes." Yuan Wu immediately picked up the Back Basket and walked toward his horse.
Su Qiao grew anxious. "I..."
Feng Han looked at Yuan Liu. "Xiao Liu, send someone to the Su residence to inform the old master. Just say that Miss Su is helping roast meat at Guyin Temple."
"Yes, I'll send someone at once." Yuan Liu nodded with a smile, then turned around and assigned someone to go to Willow Tree Village.
Su Qiao had never seen anyone force things this much before. She was practically laughing from anger.
Feng Han took two steps, then raised an eyebrow when he saw that she had not followed. "Would you like me to help you up?"
Su Qiao shot him an annoyed look and walked straight toward the carriage. She climbed in ahead of him, then deliberately rubbed the dust and mud on her clothes onto the carpet and cushions right in front of him.
Seeing her childish behavior, Feng Han kept the corners of his lips slightly raised the whole time and maintained his good temper.