Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress

Seeing his serious eyes, Xiangyun closed his mouth and lowered his eyes.

At this moment, when the enemy is strong and we are weak, only a fool would fight with him!

Seeing that Xiangyun didn't resist him with all his teeth and claws, Mo Zili was extremely satisfied. He said gently: "You have had enough sleep. I brought the chess set. Let's play chess after dinner."

As he spoke, he couldn't help but laugh, remembering the last time he played chess with Xiangyun when Xiangyun stole the chess pieces, and said jokingly: "I haven't played chess with you for a long time. I wonder if your chess skills have improved. Do you need it?" You win the chess game by using your rooks and knights to steal the cannons."

Xiangyun didn't want to play chess with him. She lowered her eyes and said dryly: "I don't want to play chess."

The smile on Mo Zili's face froze for a moment, and then he said gently: "It doesn't matter if you don't play chess. Whatever you like, whether it's reading or painting, I'll be with you. "

Reading, painting, reciting poems and composing poems were probably Du Wanqing's hobbies at that time. Xiangyun sneered and said angrily: "I like embroidery."

Mo Zili was speechless for a while, but seeing her tricky look, he liked her from the bottom of his heart. Just as he was about to speak, Cuiping opened the curtain and walked in, announcing: "Young madam, dinner is set."

Mo Zili stood up and said, "You must be hungry after sleeping for so long. Come on, let's go eat."

Xiangyun rolled his eyelids helplessly, got down and put on his shoes extremely uncomfortably, and followed him to eat outside.

When we arrived outside, we saw that the round table made of rosewood was already filled with delicacies: steamed sea bass, fish-flavored eggplant stew, lightly roasted double mushrooms, Sichuan eel slices, steamed crabs, old duck soup, Honey-glazed pork ribs…

Seven or eight dishes are all her favorites!

Xiangyun looked at the dishes on the table in surprise and asked Cuiping stupidly: "What... is going on?"

Cuiping glanced at Mo Zili timidly, and Fushen replied: "Young Madam, these dishes are all prepared by the master according to the instructions of the kitchen. They are all your favorites!"

Mo Zili sent people to the Jian'an Marquis Mansion to inquire about this dish from Mrs. Wu. Knowing that Xiangyun liked to eat these, he brought the ingredients and ordered people to make them as soon as he arrived at Zhuangzi to please her.

Mo Zili sat down, picked up a soup bowl, filled a bowl of milky white old duck soup himself, handed it to Xiangyun, and said: "This is Liu Fuji's old duck soup, your favorite, hurry up Drink it while it's hot."

Xiangyun took the bowl he handed over stiffly with a lot of reluctance, and reluctantly lowered his head and took a sip.

Mo Zili pretended not to notice her question and said, "How is it? Does it taste good?" While asking, he peeled off a shell of crab roe and handed it over.

Xiangyun couldn't stand his hospitality anymore, so he didn't take the crab shell. Instead, he looked at him and said, "Mo Zili, you don't have to treat me like this. I know you are not in the mood to serve others, so you There is no need to make things difficult for yourself, and besides, I feel uncomfortable with you being so attentive."

Mo Zili put the crab shell in his hand on the plate in front of Xiangyun. He picked up the handkerchief and wiped his hands while saying, "I am willing to be nice to you. You don't have to feel uncomfortable, and I also I don’t think there’s anything to be embarrassed about. Isn’t it natural for a husband to love his wife and treat her well?”

Xiangyun stared. She didn't expect that such a cold person could say such disgusting words, but it was too late. Why didn't he say this when he got married to her? And his attentiveness, why didn't he do that when he got married to her? It wasn’t until someone’s heart was broken that he thought, ‘It’s only natural for a husband to love his wife.’ Don’t you think it’s ridiculous?