Wen Xi was too lazy, but it also showed that Wen Xi had a clear view. After all, it was a peaceful world now. No matter who it was, they could protect the country. Why would he do such a thankless thing?
Jiujiu looked at Jiujiu. Wen Xi's eyes were very dark and deep. When he looked at Jiujiu, there was a very faint smile at the corner of his mouth, which made his cold face look much kinder. 1357924?
"Let me cook for you." Jiujiu looked at Wen Xi and said.
Hearing Jiujiu say that she was going to cook, Wen Xi was stunned. After a moment, he nodded.
When they returned to the mansion, Wen Xi went to the study to discuss with his confidant, while Jiujiu went directly to the small kitchen to prepare lunch for them.
The dishes were not particularly complicated. They were very simple and homely. However, because the person who cooked was different, the original people in the kitchen looked at Jiujiu with a little bit of caution.
Although Jiujiu said confidently that she could cook and that she was going to cook for Wen Xi, no one knew whether she could cook or not. So they could only be very careful. They must not let Jiujiu get hurt. Otherwise, they would be in serious trouble.
After all, they had seen Wenxi's love for Jiujiu and remembered it in their hearts.
But to their surprise, Jiujiu really could cook. She was not just saying it casually. She was really good at cooking.
It was often said that the simpler the meal, the more it could test a person's real skills. It was obviously a very simple meal, but Jiujiu made a different taste. Even if they knew that these dishes were made for Wen Xi, they still could not help but salivate.
Fragrant, it was really fragrant.
Even if they had already come out of the imperial kitchen, it was the first time they smelled such a good smell. Delicacies were just like this.
Jiujiu deftly stir-fried eight dishes and then made four cold dishes. Then, she went to take a bath and changed her clothes that smelled of oil and smoke. She left the rest of the cleaning work to the maidservant.
After Jiujiu took a bath and changed her clothes, Wen Xi was already sitting at the table and eating with chopsticks.
Seeing that Wen Xi did not wait for her and started eating first, Jiujiu was instantly unhappy. She pouted her little mouth and said, "Why didn't you wait for me before eating?"
Wen Xi smiled, "My wife's food is too fragrant. I couldn't help it."
Jiujiu, "…"
After they finished eating, Wen Xi took Jiujiu outside to bask in the sun. Jiujiu took a while, and fed the fish.
It was said that the goldfish in the pond were tributes from foreign countries because they were not acclimatized. There were only a dozen of them alive. Each of them was very precious.
But Jiujiu fed them fish food one by one. After a while, a few goldfish were stuffed to death and floated on the surface of the pond.
Seeing that there were not many goldfish in the pond were about to be killed by Jiujiu, the housekeeper was very distressed. But he had no way to persuade Jiujiu. He could only look at Jiujiu for help. He hoped that Wen Xi would call Jiujiu over so that she would not destroy the poor goldfish.
Wen Xi was amused by the sudden pleading eyes of the usually expressionless housekeeper. He coughed twice to hide his smile. He pursed his lips and said, "My wife, I have something to tell you."
Jiujiu glanced at Wen Xi sideways and curled her lips, "If you have something to say, just say it. Don't hesitate like a woman."
Even when she was complaining about Wen Xi, Jiujiu did not forget to continue to throw a handful of fish food. However, the goldfish that could still be saved were probably dead now.
The housekeeper, "…"
"Since my wife is not interested in the palace party the day after tomorrow, then forget it. Anyway, I used to go alone. This time, I will go alone."
Wen Xi pretended to be melancholy and sighed. After that, he stood up and walked to the bedroom.
Jiujiu's ears pricked up when she heard Wen Xi mention the palace party. When she heard that Wen Xi wanted to go alone, she quickly threw down the fish food and chased after Wen Xi.
Wen Xi was tall and slender with long legs. Although Wen Xi chased after Jiujiu as soon as he finished speaking, it still took him a long time to catch up with Wen Xi.
Jiujiu grabbed Wen Xi's sleeve with a smile on her small face, "What are you talking about, my husband? I am here. Of course, you have to take me with you. Otherwise, people will laugh at us."
"Who dares to laugh at me?" Wen Xi raised his eyebrows slightly and said domineeringly.
Jiujiu was silent for a moment. Then, she lowered her head and whispered, "My husband, I know I was wrong. Don't be angry, okay?"
When Jiujiu said this, there was a childish tone to her voice. Her pair of eyes were even more moist, and her misty appearance was even more adorable.
This made Wen Xi, who was not angry at Jiujiu, unable to hold it in anymore. He pinched Jiujiu's little face and pinched it as if he was pinching a cotton ball.
Jiujiu wanted to go to the party with Wen Xi. Even if she was pinched and gritted her teeth, she could only endure it and accept it.
Her submissive look caused Wen Xi to ravage her even more.
At night, it was naturally a harmonious scene of rolling in bed.
After rolling in bed, Jiujiu was so tired that she did not even have the strength to lift a finger. She lay in Wen Xi's arms like a soft noodle and talked to Wen Xi occasionally.
Wen Xi stroked Jiujiu's back that was sweaty because of the exercise. He said with resentment, "My wife's physical strength is not good. From tomorrow onwards, you have to wake up with me every morning to do morning exercises."
Every time he was not satisfied, Jiujiu would keep calling for help. Wen Xi felt wronged.
Jiujiu, "… I don't want to."
After Jiujiu finished speaking, she turned her head and left Wen Xi with her back facing him.
Although Wen Xi looked fair, clean, and handsome, he was actually a pervert. Every night, he would do all kinds of things. Every time, he would do it for half an hour. There was not a day that he did not do it at least twice. Even an invincible female warrior would be tortured by him. He actually had the face to complain that her physical strength was not good enough. Did he not see who was the one who was not enough?
He was really shameless.
Although he said that before going to bed, when he saw Jiujiu sleeping soundly the next morning, Wen Xi could not bear to wake Jiujiu up.
He quietly put on his clothes and walked out of the bedroom. As Wen Xi walked out of the bedroom, he whispered, "Wake Madam up in two hours for breakfast. Do you understand?"
"This servant obeys." Jiujiu's personal maid quickly agreed.
Because Wen Xi was going to bring Jiujiu to attend the banquet at night, Jiujiu began to choose her clothes and makeup early in the morning.
Needless to say, as the Emperor's right-hand man, Mu Yichen would definitely come for the banquet.
What Jiujiu wanted to do was to make Mu Yichen lose face. It would be best if he could not stand up straight again. Anyway, Wen Xi was shameless, so was she. It did not matter if they lost face, but if Mu Yichen was embarrassed, he would feel worse than death.
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