After the marriage, my husband's family listened to my voice and turned the tide

[Luckily, I didn’t give him a military manual just now. If he saw a military manual, that would be terrible! With how shameless he is, he might not even leave me one copy…]

[If I really ask him to use all of it to show his affection to the Fourth Prince, then I will be a sinner of Tianzhao! ]

Shang Tingli lowered his head and cursed Ke Xin in his heart again.

[Stupid prince, what are you doing watching the Fourth Prince? He doesn't look like a good person. His smile is creepy.]

【Are you blind? 】

After hearing these words, Ke Xin almost vomited blood.

So in her mind, he was not only a fool, but also a shameless, utterly shameless villain? Haha, was he blind?

Ke Xin was so angry that he left her alone for dinner. During the meal, he did not eat with Shang Tingli, but asked Du Heng to bring him dinner to the study.

He didn't know that because he didn't have dinner with him, Shang Tingli felt particularly satisfied with the dinner and even had a better appetite and ate an extra bowl of rice.

When Ke Xin heard Chang Di say this, he was furious again.

"She really ate an extra bowl of rice and ate it with relish?" Ke Xin glared, the chopsticks in his hand were about to break.

Chang Di dared not to breathe, and said honestly: "I saw it with my own eyes."

With a "crack", the chopsticks in Ke Xin's hand broke. He gritted his teeth and said, "Very good."

Chang Di looked down at the ground, trying his best to reduce his presence.

After the chopsticks broke, Ke Xin stopped eating, but he only ate a little of the food Du Heng brought in.

After washing up in the evening, Ke Xin went into the study again and said that he would not go back to sleep that night.

Shang Tingli was so happy that he wanted to set off firecrackers.

Chang Di didn't know about this, otherwise if the news got to Ke Xin's ears through his mouth, his master would probably be so angry that he would lie down.

In the middle of the night, someone's stomach started to growl.

Ke Xin tossed and turned and couldn't sleep. Unable to bear it any longer, he got up, put on his clothes, and was about to run to the small kitchen when he suddenly remembered the "culprit" who had brought him to this point. He finally gritted his teeth and went to the dormitory.

Half asleep and half awake, Shang Tingli was pulled out of bed.

She rubbed her eyes and looked carefully. In front of her was the man who threatened not to come back to spend the night. She frowned and asked, "Prince?"

【What kind of madness is this? 】

Ke Xin glared at her.

Shang Tingli blinked.

[Why are you glaring at me? Are you sick again? ]

"..."

Ke Xin stared at her and said expressionlessly: "I'm hungry."

"Oh." Shang Tingli didn't react for a moment.

Ke Xin frowned and repeated, "I said I'm hungry."

[If you are hungry, then you are hungry. If you are hungry, go find Aunt Gu to make you something to eat. Why are you looking for me? ]

Aunt Gu is the cook in Xinyuan's small kitchen, and she usually prepares their meals.

Shang Tingli sobered up a little and saw Ke Xin staring at him. An absurd thought suddenly occurred to him.

[You don't want me to get up and make you something to eat, do you? ]

Ke Xin still stared at her without blinking.

Shang Tingli swallowed and asked tentatively, "Shall I go cook some noodles for the prince?"

Ke Xin nodded calmly.

Shang Tingli: “…”

【Oh, my heart is finally at peace. 】

She got up, put on her clothes, and resigned herself to going to the small kitchen with Ke Xin.

It was already midnight, Aunt Gu and the others had already gone to bed, and there was no one in the small kitchen, and there was no light.

After lighting the light, Shang Tingli took out the noodles from the cupboard.

She was not confident in her cooking skills, and she kept muttering to herself while cooking the noodles.

[You asked me to cook for you. I swear to God, I don't mean to harm you.]

Ke Xin was sitting nearby, and his right eyelid twitched when he heard this.

She can’t cook?

After a cup of tea, Shang Tingli brought over the cooked noodles.

"Please enjoy your meal, my lord."

Ke Xin's expression was hard to describe.

That bowl of noodles could no longer be called noodles. The noodles were soft and the eggs were mushy. The two ingredients were served in the bowl and seemed to be sticky. It did not look appetizing at all, let alone being appetizing.

Shang Tingli sat opposite him, looking at the door all the time, not looking at his expression, as if he was feeling guilty.

Ke Xin asked suspiciously: "Are you sure this thing is edible?"

[Eat it or not, my cooking skills are just like that. It was you who asked me to cook noodles.]

Shang Tingli cleared his throat and said softly, "Would you like to try it?"

"..."

Ke Xin moved his chopsticks with a complicated expression, thinking that even if it looked bad, it might taste good. However, he knew from her voice that it would definitely not be delicious, so he put a bite into his mouth with disgust.

"vomit--"

He retched and vomited.

Ke Xin pulled the corner of his mouth, his eyes filled with anger, and said coldly: "How much salt did you put in this?"

Shang Tingli tilted his head, put his hand on his brow to block his sight, and did not open his mouth to respond.

[Is it salty? I didn’t put much salt in it, just five spoonfuls, so it shouldn’t be too salty, right?]

Ke Xin's eyelids twitched. Five spoons?

He sneered. Five spoons of salt to cook a bowl of noodles. Is she really gifted?

Only then did Ke Xin realize how wrong his decision was to ask her to cook noodles for him in the middle of the night.

He stood up with a headache and poured the bowl of noodles that were so disgusting that even pigs would hate them into the slop bucket.

Ke Xin resigned himself to his fate and cleaned the pot again and started the fire.

Shang Tingli was stunned.

[Are you going to do it yourself? Eh? I haven’t heard of you. Can you cook? ]

[Don't they say that a gentleman hires a chef? How can a prince like you actually cook noodles? ]

Ke Xin ignored her.

Shang Tingli discovered that this man seemed to really know how to cook. At least he knew how to light a fire, and his movements when washing the pot did not seem vague.

After the water in the pot boiled, Ke Xin scrambled the noodles methodically.

Shang Tingli still found it unbelievable until he brought the noodles to the table.

She looked at the bowl of noodles in front of her and asked in surprise, "Is there still a portion for me?"

Ke Xin paused and said calmly, "Don't want to eat?"

"No, no, no, I want to eat." Shang Tingli quickly moved the bowl in front of himself.

[It smells quite nice, unlike the bowl I just cooked...]

She said she wanted to eat, but she was reluctant to pick up her chopsticks.

Ke Xin took two mouthfuls of noodles, raised his head, and sneered, "Don't you dare eat it? Don't worry, the noodles I cook not only look good, but also taste great. I have no intention of poisoning you for the time being."

The implication was that the noodles she cooked not only looked bad, but also tasted terrible. How bad? So bad that one bite could kill you, so he said he had no intention of "poisoning" her. Or, he had no intention of drugging her.

Shang Tingli: “…”

[Stop cursing, stop cursing. ]

[I know I'm a bad cook, please stop scolding me. It was you who insisted that I cook noodles for you in the first place.]

She really wanted to say, it's your own fault, you deserve it.

Ke Xin: “…” What if you say something?

Shang Tingli took a bite silently. The next moment, his clear eyes brightened and he took another bite quickly.

【It’s delicious! 】

Ke Xin glanced at her and snorted complacently.

[I didn't expect this guy to be that bad, but he's pretty good at cooking noodles. ]

Ke Xin: “…”

Haha, there won’t be a next time.

After the two of them finished eating the noodles, Ke Xin did not go to the study room again. The monk Tingli went back to the bedroom together.

Since both of them had made a fire and cooked noodles, Ke Xin called Du Heng to prepare water for them to take a bath.

The couple took a bath before resting again.

I had a dreamless night and slept until dawn.

Shang Tingli got up, washed, and dressed a little, then went to Ronghua Hall to pay his respects to Wenhui.

Today is the Mid-Autumn Festival. The custom of Tianzhao is to make moon balls and other food, as well as Kongming lanterns.

During the period of national mourning, although there were no palace banquets or street night markets, Emperor Wu of the Ming Dynasty did not prohibit the lighting of Kongming lanterns. He probably thought that Kongming lanterns were used to pray for blessings, so how could it not be considered as praying for the empress dowager? If the empress dowager knew about this, she would probably allow it.

When Shang Tingli arrived at Ronghua Hall, there were already many more female relatives in the hall, including the young ladies of the mansion and the noble and good concubines of the prince.

Just a moment after she arrived, Ke Yishang also arrived.

Wenhui looked at the people in the room and led them to the empty courtyard outside the kitchen. She told Aunt Wen to ask someone to move two wooden tables together and put enough chairs. She also told Aunt Song, the cook in the kitchen, to bring the things needed to make moon cakes to the table.

"We have all kinds of fillings. We can make whatever flavor you like." Wenhui said with a casual smile.

Ke Yishang sat next to Shang Tingli and whispered in her ear, "Sister-in-law, our house has always been like this in previous years. We make all the moon cakes ourselves. Mother said that eating what you make yourself gives you a sense of accomplishment, and these are the happiness in life."

Shang Tingli smiled and said, "Very good."

[How should I put it? My cooking skills may not be that good...]

Ke Yishang was stunned for a moment.

Wenhui looked over and gave Ke Yishang a wink.

Ke Yichang understood, and laughed with Shang Tingli, "When sister-in-law was in the Yizhong Marquis's mansion, did she also make the moon cake herself?"

"No." Shang Tingli shook her head, looking embarrassed. "I have never made a moon cake myself, so I might be a little unfamiliar with it..."

[Well, I did it once, but it wasn’t done very well and was a bit embarrassing.]

Ke Yichang paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Let me teach my sister-in-law."

Shang Tingli nodded and followed her to learn.

Soon, she made her first moon cake, but it looked a bit weird.

Ke Yishang comforted her, and she continued to work hard and made two more, which were not much different from the previous one.

Shang Tingli: “…”

[Well, this is probably because I have no talent, right? ]

Ke Yishang finally gave her a mold and said, "Sister-in-law, use this." She felt that it would be difficult for her sister-in-law to shape it herself.

[… Ling Yun must have seen that I can’t get up. ]

Shang Tingli silently used the mold to press the shape.

Ke Yishang had to pretend not to hear.

Everyone worked on making the moon balls for an hour, and when they were almost done, Wenhui called Aunt Song to bring the finished moon balls into the kitchen and bake them over charcoal fire.

Everyone washed their hands and Nanny Wen had someone clear the table.

Someone suggested, "Mother, can we play cards?"

It would take some time to bake the moon cakes. Wenhui thought about it and agreed. She asked someone to bring leaf cards and said, "You guys can play." She didn't want to participate.

The princess didn't want to play, and the concubines all said they didn't want to play.

The person who had just proposed the idea was a young girl in her teens, wearing a litmus-colored dress that made her look graceful and elegant.

She is the sixth young lady of the mansion, Conanjia.

She looked at Shang Tingli with sparkling eyes: "Sister-in-law, do you want to play?"

"Play." Shang Tingli did not refuse.

Ke Nanjia then asked Ke Yishang: "Third sister, do you want to play?"

"Play." Since her sister-in-law had already played, Ke Yishang didn't refuse.

Time slipped away quietly in the gaps between playing mahjong.

The moon cakes have been baked. Everyone has tasted one and stopped trying more. It is noon now and time for lunch.

After lunch, everyone continued to play mahjong.

Shang Tingli had good luck today, so he didn't go back to Xinyuan. He played until the sun went down, and he still felt unsatisfied.

Looking at Conan Jia, whose face was covered with ink after losing, she smiled rather heartlessly and said, "Nan Jia, will you still play tomorrow?"

Conanjia was about to speak when tears started to flow, and her tears flowed through the ink, making her little face even more blurry and looking a little funny.

"How about taking a break tomorrow and fighting again the day after tomorrow?"

Shang Tingli responded, "Okay."

Ke Yichang pulled Ke Nanjia's sleeve and said helplessly: "You are really unlucky today. Go back to the courtyard and wash up. We will have the reunion dinner soon."

Conanjia sniffed and nodded: "Got it, Third Sister."

After the show, Shang Tingli returned to Xinyuan, went to the warehouse, and found some jewelry.

"Send it to the princess and the young ladies."

"Yes."

Fang Zhi didn't ask any more questions and went out with the jewelry.

Gan Tang was a little puzzled: "Prince's Consort, why do you suddenly want to give jewelry to the ladies in the mansion?"

Shang Tingli smiled brightly: "They are all little girls. If I don't give them some nice things to coax them, I'm afraid no one will come to entertain me in the future."

Thinking of the cat-like face of the Sixth Miss, Gan Tang finally understood.

If she was painted like that every time, she would definitely not want to play anymore.

The so-called reunion dinner is to have the whole family together. Therefore, for this dinner today, even the prince's concubines also sat at the table to eat. However, the rules cannot be broken. Only the prince, the prince's wife, and the young masters and young ladies in the mansion can sit at the same table with the prince and princess. The prince's concubines, noble concubines, or humble concubines, eat at another table.

By the time we were full and satisfied, it was already dark. The moon was still not in the sky, but a few stars were shining.

Everyone moved to the back garden.

The servants were busy setting up the tables and chairs. Some brought moon balls, some brought osmanthus wine, and some brought Kongming lanterns.

Under the Cross Pavilion, the young masters stood together and recited poems and composed couplets, while the young ladies stood together and wrote their wishes on their Kongming lanterns.

Ke Youwei and his concubines always hang out together.

Wenhui stayed with her own children.

Shang Tingli secretly glanced at the situation over at Ke Youwei's end. Zheng was nestled in the prince's arms, and the two of them were flirting as if no one was around.

My eyes are dirty.

Shang Tingli withdrew his gaze and rubbed his eyes, trying to clean them.

[Are you not ashamed, my lord? ]

As soon as these words were spoken, the mother and her two children all looked towards Ke Youwei, and the scene they saw was very shocking.

Ke Yi was so scared that he quickly covered his eyes, he saw nothing!

Ke Yishang also quickly withdrew her gaze, not daring to look at him any longer.

Wenhui's face turned cold. There are a lot of children here, and you can't wait to touch them?