After the marriage, the disabled war king was spoiled by me

Jiang Shaohan witnessed her perseverance, and a trace of approval flashed in his eyes. He walked to her side and said softly: "Yun Sheng, you have done a good job, don't put too much pressure on yourself."

"I know." Du Yunsheng raised his head with a firm gaze and smiled at Jiang Shaohan.

"Have you noticed? Every time I swing the sword, I can always deeply feel that my power to protect you is growing stronger and stronger." Du Yunsheng's gaze was as firm as the stars, and the long sword in her hand seemed to be her infinite longing and sustenance for the future.

Jiang Shaohan stared at her, with a warm current in his heart: "Yun Sheng, I can see every step of your growth clearly. However, you must remember that swordsmanship is not only about honing your skills, but also about cultivating your mind. Only when your mind is like a mirror can you wield the sword as fast as the wind and with ease."

"I understand." Du Yunsheng gently sheathed his sword and nodded solemnly, "Shao Han, I found that there seems to be some kind of hidden movement in the mansion, and there seems to be the footprints of strangers."

Jiang Shaohan's face was solemn. He put down the sword in his hand and walked to Du Yunsheng's side: "Yunsheng, who are you talking about?"

"I... don't know yet." Du Yunsheng hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to confess, "But the attitude of the guards in the palace seems to have changed recently. I occasionally saw several men in black in the garden, and their behavior was disturbing."

Jiang Shaohan's brows were filled with deep thought. After a moment's contemplation, he slowly said, "Yun Sheng, don't panic. I will send my confidants to investigate secretly to ensure the safety of the government."

"Yeah." Du Yunsheng nodded slightly, but he couldn't calm down inside.

A few days later, Jiang Shaohan found Du Yunsheng and reported in a serious tone: "Yunsheng, there has been some progress in the investigation. Those men in black seem to be colluding with the rebel forces on the border. They may have come here to spy on military intelligence."

"Rebels?" Du Yunsheng's expression suddenly changed. She knew the seriousness of the matter very well. "Then how should we deal with it?"

"In the stable mansion, I have sent more loyal guards to strengthen patrols. At the same time, I will ask my father to strengthen the border defense." Jiang Shaohan's eyes flashed with a cold light, "I will never let these people succeed."

Du Yunsheng took a deep breath. She understood that as the Crown Prince's Consort, she not only had to be proficient in swordsmanship, but also had to learn how to handle household affairs. She walked to Jiang Shaohan and gently patted his shoulder: "Shaohan, I'm here, you don't have to worry."

Jiang Shaohan looked back at her, his eyes showing deep gratitude: "Yun Sheng, you are always so considerate."

After that, Du Yunsheng practiced swordsmanship more diligently and began to study the way of housekeeping. She knew that as the prince's wife, she must not only learn to protect herself, but also learn to protect this family.

One day, when Du Yunsheng was reading "The Art of War" in his study, Jiang Shaohan walked in quietly.

"Husband, why are you here?" Du Yunsheng looked up, eyes full of surprise.

Jiang Shaohan walked over to her and sat opposite her: "Yun Sheng, I have recently studied the art of war and found that there are many wonderful insights in it. I would like to share them with you."

Du Yunsheng put down the book in his hand and looked at him curiously: "Oh? Husband, please tell me in detail."

Jiang Shaohan began to tell the story, and Du Yunsheng was fascinated. She realized that the art of war not only contains the strategy of war, but also the wisdom of dealing with the world.

"Shao Han, you are really wise." Du Yunsheng exclaimed sincerely.

Jiang Shaohan stared at her with tenderness in his eyes: "Yunsheng, as long as we walk hand in hand, no matter how the world changes, we can always overcome all difficulties." Du Yunsheng felt a warmth in her heart, she knew that she had found a solid arm she could rely on.

Du Yunsheng stepped lightly into the kitchen, her heart filled with joy. Ever since the Western Expedition General Jiang Shaohan returned to the mansion, although they saw each other every day, there always seemed to be a thin layer of ice between them, polite yet distant. She wanted to melt this layer of ice with the cakes she baked herself, so that their hearts could be closer.

In the corner of the kitchen, Du Yunsheng gently prepared flour, sugar and eggs. She was skilled and devoted her passion to every step. Accompanied by the cheerful melody, she hummed a little song with a happy smile on her face.

"Princess, why are you so happy today?" A maid walked into the kitchen with curiosity.

"Oh, I just want to carefully prepare some pastries for the prince to show off my cooking skills." Du Yunsheng responded with a chuckle.

"The prince is your husband, and you make pastries for him yourself. This is your wife's duty." The maid said jokingly.

Du Yunsheng smiled slightly, knowing the situation. Although her marriage was arranged by her parents and matchmaker, there was no deep affection between the two. She did not want the marriage to become a bondage, but hoped to use her own efforts to give this relationship new vitality.

At this moment, Jiang Shaohan walked into the kitchen lightly, wearing a gorgeous battle robe and looking radiant. Du Yunsheng's eyes stayed on him, and a sense of pride surged in her heart. She knew very well how lucky she was to be able to join hands with such an outstanding husband.

"Yun Sheng, what are you busy with?" Jiang Shaohan walked up to her and asked curiously.

"Oh, I'm preparing pastries for you." Du Yunsheng replied with a smile, but his hands did not stop moving.

Jiang Shaohan watched her busy figure, and a warm feeling surged in his heart. He slowly walked behind Du Yunsheng and gently hugged her. Du Yunsheng was stunned for a moment, and then responded. The distance between them seemed to be shortened.

"Yun Sheng, thank you." Jiang Shaohan's voice was low and gentle.

"You're welcome. This is my duty." Du Yunsheng replied shyly, with a faint blush on her cheeks.

At this moment, the maid came in with a plate of hot cakes with tempting aroma. The cakes were attractive in color and fragrant, making people salivate.

"Prince, the pastries are ready." The maid placed the pastries on the table and quietly retreated.

Jiang Shaohan and Du Yunsheng sat opposite each other, savoring the cakes in their hands. The cakes melted in their mouths, sweet but not greasy, leaving a lasting aftertaste.

"Yun Sheng, your craftsmanship is really improving day by day." Jiang Shaohan praised.

"Thank you for the compliment, Your Highness." Du Yunsheng smiled shyly.

As they savored the cakes, they chatted about family matters, from trivial matters in the palace to the dynamics of the court, from personal preferences to aspirations for the future. As time went by, the distance between the two seemed to grow closer.

Du Yunsheng gently took a bite of the carefully made pastry, and the delicate sweet fragrance lingered between her lips and teeth. She turned her head, with a childlike innocence in her eyes, and looked at Jiang Shaohan beside her curiously: "Shaohan, have you noticed that my craftsmanship seems to have made a qualitative leap recently?"

Jiang Shaohan put down the exquisite pastry in his hand and looked at Du Yunsheng carefully with a sharp gaze, which showed a subtle praise. "Yunsheng, your skills are undoubtedly becoming more and more sophisticated. The sweetness of this pastry is just right, neither dull nor light, and the taste is as delicate as silk. It can be seen that you have put a lot of effort into it."