How can I know the strategy? It's all because my wife loves me

Fortunately, Mo Yang and Hong Xuan had just gotten married, and nothing had happened yet.

Hongxuan had just arrived in Sheng Kingdom and had not yet suffered under Mo Yang.

Mo Yang was extremely grateful that he came at this time, otherwise, it would be difficult for him to forgive the original owner Mo Yang for what he did to Hong Xuan.

Thinking of the suffering that Hongxuan went through in the story that Xiaoqi had just described, Mo Yang couldn't lie down anymore.

He sat up with his legs straight, climbed through the window and jumped onto the roof where Baili Hongxuan was resting. He quietly lifted a tile and saw a bright red corner of clothes on the bed. Only then did he feel relieved.

As long as the person is still there, it's fine. I'll be watching him all the time and will never let him suffer any injustice under my nose.

Mo Yang thought to himself as he sat down on the roof, looked up at the dark sky without any light, and lay down with his hands behind his back.

I stayed on the roof until dawn...

*

When Baili Hongxuan made the first noise in the room, Mo Yang jumped off the roof silently and returned to his room.

After Mo Yang got himself dressed, he thought for a moment and asked the servants to bring him another set of his clothes. After he changed his clothes, he got on the wheelchair holding the other set and asked the housekeeper to push him to find Hongxuan.

Baili Hongxuan was not used to being served, but after he washed up, he was indeed in a dilemma.

Because he found that he had nothing here.

Even the wedding dress he wore last night was something that that dog emperor Mo Yuan got from somewhere at the last minute.

"Hongxuan."

Baili Hongxuan was standing by the bed, struggling, when Mo Yang's voice came from outside.

He curled his fingers and turned to open the door for him.

When Mo Yang saw the person, he waved away the servants around him and pushed his wheelchair into the house.

"The palace hasn't made you any clothes yet, why don't you wear mine first?

I have told the butler that the tailor will come to measure your size later. Just tell them what color and style you like."

In fact, Mo Yang also instructed that they should make another set of clothes according to Baili Hongxuan's style and Mo Yang's size, but he did not tell Baili Hongxuan about this.

"You come to bring me clothes so early in the morning?"

Baili Hongxuan saw the clothes on Mo Yang's legs at a glance, but he was a little uncertain.

Doesn't this guy have a bad leg? Is this a small matter worth him coming all the way here?

Is the King of War very idle?

Mo Yang smiled with his eyebrows curved, "If Hongxuan wants me to help you put it on, I'd be happy to do that too."

"I have hands, so I won't have to ask a disabled person like you to serve me."

After Baili Hongxuan finished speaking, he realized that he seemed to have said something wrong.

Mo Yang is the War King of Sheng Kingdom and the most beloved little prince of the late emperor. He has always been arrogant and has always been the center of attention.

The god of war who was omnipotent and invincible on the battlefield now has to live in a wheelchair after being poisoned, so he must be feeling disappointed.

But he spoke too quickly just now and picked on Mo Yang's sore spot to provoke him.

Baili Hongxuan did not intend to attack Mo Yang. He just felt that Mo Yang's inexplicably nice attitude towards him was a bit hypocritical, so he wanted to poke him so that he would not be able to help but show his true colors.

Although he realized that something was wrong, Baili Hongxuan would not admit his mistake. He snorted stubbornly, walked forward, pulled the clothes from Mo Yang's legs, and put them on himself behind the screen.

At the same time, he pricked up his ears and paid close attention to Mo Yang's every move to see how he would react next.

But until he put on his clothes and came out, Mo Yang didn't say anything, as if he was just waiting for him quietly.

"Hongxuan?"

Baili Hongxuan was about to ignore him and walk out, but when he passed by Mo Yang's wheelchair, Mo Yang grabbed his wrist.

"What do you mean?"

Baili Hongxuan is an inch shorter than Mo Yang, and the height difference is not big, but his figure is much slimmer than Mo Yang.

He was wearing Mo Yang's clothes, the sleeves were slightly longer and the shoulders were loose and empty.

When his wrist was pinched, his brows unconsciously frowned, but he did not shake it off.

"Didn't Hongxuan just say he had a hand?" Mo Yang raised his head and smiled at him, "On the first day of our wedding, is it not too much for the princess to help me push the wheelchair?"

"..."

He has hands, but that's not how he should use them.

"I've been thinking about sending clothes to Hongxuan since early morning. Hongxuan is unwilling to do even such a small thing? I even asked the servants to prepare breakfast. I wanted to take the princess to taste Shengguo breakfast."

Mo Yang pursed his lips as he spoke, his eyes drooping, his face half covered by shadow, looking quite miserable.

This person is definitely pretending to be pitiful. Baili Hongxuan is not favored in the palace of Qilan Kingdom, so he often uses this trick to avoid disputes with others.

"If I go straight over, can you eat first without waiting for you?" Baili Hongxuan didn't respond to Mo Yang, but he was indeed hungry.

"If Hongxuan wants, then -"

"Hmm?" Baili Hongxuan frowned and glanced at him.

Mo Yang suddenly had an idea, and said in a serious and firm tone, "No, the princess must wait for me."

"By the time you push your wheelchair slowly over there, I'll be starving to death."

Baili Hongxuan glanced at him and walked back to the back of the wheelchair, "You are so arrogant. You even make people wait for you to eat."

As he said this, he covered the wheelchair handle and pushed the person out.

Mo Yang had his back to Baili Hongxuan, with smiles in his eyes.

It seems that Hongxuan in this world is a tsundere who is tough on the outside but soft on the inside, and very cute.

……

"Hongxuan, what do you eat for breakfast?"

Mo Yang smiled and put a custard bun on the plate in front of Baili Hongxuan.

Baili Hongxuan looked down with some disgust.

Didn't he say he had hands? Did Mo Yang selectively forget? He even had to pick up a bun for him?

"Milk tea, milk skin, meat?"

Baili Hongxuan seldom had a proper meal in the Qilan Kingdom's palace. As a prince with no one to look after him, his food and clothing expenses were even less than those of a palace servant.

But he had been used to it since he was a child and didn't care what he ate as long as he didn't starve to death.

But since Mo Yang asked, Baili Hongxuan still recalled the meals that the King of Qilan had seen when he was a child, and that was about it.

"We are rich in grain and rice here, and we can make a lot of different kinds of snacks. I'll make a different one for you every day. If you find one you like, tell me and I'll learn it from you."

Baili Hongxuan paused for a moment while chewing the bun and glanced at Mo Yang who was speaking calmly.

Her peach blossom eyes narrowed, "Why are you learning these?"

"Of course I make it for you." Mo Yang replied with a smile, without any disguise on his face.

"Are you trying to please me?" Baili Hongxuan said, frowning unhappily, "You want me to do something for you?"

"It's not flattery, it's just what I feel." Mo Yang added another bowl of porridge to Baili Hongxuan, "Hongxuan, I am happy with how I treat you. It won't affect you, and I won't ask anything of you."

"There must be a purpose." Baili Hongxuan doesn't believe in inexplicable kindness.

"Purpose, for my own pleasure?"

Mo Yang smiled and squeezed Baili Hongxuan's wrist, "Hongxuan, we are husband and wife, what's wrong with me being nice to my princess? Just bear with it."