Don't be afraid, handsome man, I will save your whole family with my melon-eating system

Xu Zhimiao is such a cheap woman! How can she let a grown man cook for her?

And it was in the middle of the night, flirting with her in the kitchen.

This is the prince of Dingyuan Marquis Mansion! He is a young general who kills people everywhere on the battlefield!

How could he enter the kitchen for a woman? How could he knead dough here for a woman?

This is all the fault of that bitch Xu Zhimiao! If outsiders saw this, wouldn't the reputation of the Dingyuan Marquis be ruined?

If she were Mu Shaochen's wife, she would never let him do such a despicable thing.

Doesn't the mansion have servants? Is there no one in the kitchen? Is it necessary for a prince like him to do such a despicable thing?

Xu Zhimiao, I won't let you go! I will make sure you die a miserable death!

Li Wanying gritted her teeth in hatred, and her gloomy eyes stared at Xu Zhimiao strangely like a devil, as if she wanted to eat her alive.

He stood there for a full cup of tea before leaving with a look of anger and resentment on his face.

Xu Zhimiao looked at the noodles cooked by Mu Shaochen.

To be honest, it's just so-so. But, after all, he doesn't have to do anything... er, no! He is a prince who has everything he wants.

It is not easy to make such a bowl of noodles.

She raised a curved smile and took the chopsticks handed over by Mu Shaochen, "Then let me taste the noodles that my husband made for me."

Pick up a piece of noodles with chopsticks and put it into your mouth.

then……

"Ugh..." Before the noodles even entered her mouth, she felt nauseous and made a dry heaving sound in a very shameless manner.

Seeing this, the smile on Mu Shaochen's face froze, and his eyes, which were originally full of expectation, instantly became... at a loss.

No, not really?

Was it so unpalatable that she vomited out of disgust before she even put it in her mouth?

"It tastes terrible?" It took him a long while to come back to his senses, with a look of embarrassment and self-blame on his face.

He quickly took the bowl of noodles and placed it far away from her. "Don't eat it. I'll ask Uncle Wei to make you another bowl."

"No...right?" Xu Zhimiao looked at the bowl of noodles far away from her with a blank face, "I haven't eaten yet."

"You'd better not eat it." He was very persistent. "It's definitely not delicious. Don't let your stomach suffer."

"But I'm really hungry." Xu Zhimiao looked at him with a wronged expression.

"I'll go call Uncle Wei..."

"Forget it, it's late at night..."

"Your health is the most important." He interrupted her with a serious expression.

Uncle Wei was quickly woken up from his bed and hurried to the kitchen.

After listening to Xu Zhimiao's "request", he nodded repeatedly, "Prince, take the young lady back to the room to rest, I will bring it over when it's ready."

Mu Shaochen took Xu Zhimiao back to the house. After a while, Uncle Wei knocked on the door with a bowl of delicious noodles.

It’s really unquestionable that professionals do professional things.

Just looking at the appearance, it is far from comparable to the bowl of noodles cooked by the unprofessional Mu Shaochen.

Xu Zhimiao's appetite increased as she watched this, and she could even feel her saliva was about to drip.

then……

"vomit!"

When the bowl of noodles was placed in front of her, she retched again.

Instantly, not only Mu Shaochen was frightened. Even Wei Shu, who had worked in the kitchen of the Marquis' Mansion for more than 30 years, was also stunned.

This... is impossible!

Even the old lady praised his cooking skills.

The entire mansion eats the food arranged by him. He has been the chef for so many years, and no one has ever complained that the food is not delicious!

How come... the young lady is... so disgusted?

"What's wrong?" Mu Shaochen looked at him with a worried and nervous expression, and also felt distressed. "Are you feeling unwell? Chunyu..."

"No need." Xu Zhimiao interrupted him and shook his head. "I'm not feeling uncomfortable. I just don't know why. I feel sick when I smell this smell."

"I'll ask Chunyu to call the palace doctor..."

"No need." She interrupted him again and smiled, "Maybe I ate too much cold food during the day, so my stomach feels uncomfortable. Just take a rest, don't be so nervous."

"Are you really okay?" His eyes were full of worry.

Xu Zhimiao smiled, "It's really nothing, I just feel a little nauseous. I'll be fine after a night's sleep."

“Then don’t be greedy next time. No matter how delicious the food is or how much you like it, you are not allowed to be greedy.” He said seriously.

She smiled and said, "Okay, I'll listen to you, my husband."

Mu Shaochen took a look at the bowl of noodles that Uncle Wei had taken away and asked tentatively, "Then...are you still going to eat? Or should I ask Uncle Wei to make something else?"

Xu Zhimiao shook his head, "I don't want to eat anymore. I have no appetite."

She turned to look at Uncle Wei, apologetically, "Uncle Wei, I'm sorry for making you suffer so late at night."

Uncle Wei looked flattered, "Young Madam, don't say that. It's my fault that I failed to please you."

Yes, it must be that the food he cooked was not tasty, which is why the young lady felt nauseous when she smelled it.

"What else does the young lady want to eat? I'll make it." Uncle Wei said seriously.

Xu Zhimiao shook his head, "No. Uncle Wei, go back and rest. I'll tell you when I want to eat."

"Okay," Uncle Wei nodded and left with the noodles.

After struggling for a while and dry heaving twice, Xu Zhimiao felt very weak all over.

Especially the stomach, it feels sour and uncomfortable.

I was obviously very hungry, but suddenly I lost my appetite.

Even his complexion didn't look very good, and was a little pale.

"Really don't want to call the court doctor?" He held her and sat her on his lap, his tone and eyes full of worry, "I see you don't look well."

Xu Zhimiao leaned her head on his shoulder and said, "Let's rest first. I'm not feeling unwell. I was just very hungry and wanted to eat."

"But now I have no appetite at all. I feel very sleepy and want to sleep."

"Then go to bed." He carried her to the inner bedroom and carefully placed her on the bed. "If you feel uncomfortable, be sure to tell me. Don't be so self-conscious."

"Okay," she nodded.

She opened her hands and said in a coquettish tone, "I don't want to move anymore. My husband, help me undress."

At this moment, I really don't want to move at all, I just want to lie down.

"Yeah." Mu Shaochen responded, took off her coat, then his own, and lay down beside her, holding her in his arms, caressing her stomach with his big hand, "Go to sleep, I'll hold you."

Xu Zhimiao fell asleep quickly and had a good night's sleep.

When he woke up the next morning, Mu Shaochen was already dressed and ready to go out.

Seeing her wake up, he walked to the bedside, bent down and kissed her on the lips, "No need to get up so early, I have instructed Spring, Summer, Autumn and Winter to take good care of you."

"If they feel unwell, be sure to ask them to call the court doctor. My father and I will be back soon."

Xu Zhimiao smiled brightly, "Okay. Go ahead."

"Yeah." He nodded, kissed her again, and then left.

Xu Zhimiao stared at his back absentmindedly until he disappeared from her sight.

Suddenly, as if it had thought of something, the crocodile sat up.