On the wedding night, the villain husband cried and his eyes turned red

After they recovered a little, Wen Yidi and Xu Shihuan did not dare to waste time in the house, and took the initiative to find fun in the palace. There was a moderate snowfall last night. Although the snow scene was not as good as that of Hezhou, it had a different charm.

"Shihuan, have you ever tried making tea by the stove?"

When Wen Yidi asked about it, Xu Shihuan shook his head and said quickly:

"I've heard people talk about it, but you also know the climate in Hezhou. If you cook tea by the stove outside on a cold day, I'm afraid people will say you have a brain problem."

Although Xu Shihuan didn't say it explicitly, his interest in making tea by the stove was obvious in his eyes. Wen Yidi continued with a smile:

"Then I wonder if I am lucky enough to be able to make tea around the stove with Miss Xu?"

After receiving Xu Shihuan's approval, Wen Yidi immediately got people busy. After becoming emperor, he seemed to have gained everything, but he always felt inferior in his heart. To be fair, with his ability, he is far from being a qualified emperor.

Outsiders thought that Xu Shihuan was determined to be the regent because he was greedy for power. But Wen Yidi knew in his heart that if Xu Shihuan didn't take care of him, he might not be able to remain emperor for long.

Privately, he always wanted to do something for Xu Shihuan with his own hands. Only when he was busy did he feel at ease and felt that he was needed by Xu Shihuan.

"Your Majesty, let your slaves do this."

The servants waiting next to him were heartbroken when they saw the emperor taking action himself. If they were accidentally injured, they wouldn't be able to afford the compensation even if they lost their lives. Wen Yidi seemed not to have heard what they said.

Fortunately, Wen Yidi was not raised as a spoiled child, and his hands-on skills are quite strong. In just a short time, he had prepared all the things he needed to make tea by the stove.

Sweet sweet potatoes, glutinous chestnuts, juicy persimmons, glutinous rice cakes, sweet and sour juicy oranges, plus peanuts and red dates, fill the small stove to the brim.

There is a pot of tea in the middle with many dried flower petals added to it. The aroma of tea and flowers are intertwined, and even a person like Xu Shihuan, who doesn't like tea, has the idea of ​​​​sipping a cup.

The two of them sat on a temporary stage set up outside, admiring the beautiful scenery wrapped in silver around them, with only the word "relaxation" left in their hearts. Seeing Xu Shihuan's heartfelt smile, Wen Yidi chuckled and said:

"What are you still waiting for? Sit down quickly."

As soon as Xu Shihuan sat down, he felt something different. Where she sat, it was actually warm down there. Presumably Wen Yidi was inspired by Kang fire in Hezhou and actually used it here.

"Just drink the hot tea first and then wait for me to bake."

If you can ignore the palace attendants around you, this is indeed an unforgettable experience. Xu Shihuan looked at the worried expressions of those people and couldn't help but said:

"Otherwise, let them bake it, and we can just have a chat."

Wen Yidi hesitated and agreed to Xu Shihuan's proposal. He winked at the person next to him, and the man from the palace immediately came over to serve him, and quickly grilled all kinds of food.

However, this harmonious scene only lasted for a moment. As the peanut suddenly exploded, the peanut shell almost hit Xu Shihuan's face, and the palace man immediately panicked.

Before she had time to apologize, the skin of the freshly baked persimmon broke suddenly, and the sweet and sticky juice flowed everywhere.