Remarry 9,000 Years Old

When Shen Nanqiao followed Ning Su into the small study, Emperor Ming was holding a jade paperweight and looking at it.

He had never been to Ningsu Mansion, especially the study. This was his first time.

Seeing the couple come in, he looked up and smiled.

"This is the reward I gave you for your first assignment. I didn't expect you to keep it."

Shen Nanqiao didn’t know what Ning Su’s attitude towards Emperor Ming was before. After all, when she was rescued in her previous life, Emperor Ming had already passed away.

But according to her speculation, even if the other party was somewhat afraid that he would become too successful, there must be some old friendship between them.

Especially after the task of selecting a concubine for the crown prince was handed over to her, she became more and more certain of this.

So she took this opportunity to check the old warehouse lists and put out all the old items bestowed by the emperor.

Sure enough, judging from Emperor Ming’s reaction, she had made the right bet.

Ning Su replied calmly.

"I carefully keep all the things that the emperor has given me. How dare I lose them?"

These words instantly brought back memories for Emperor Ming. When he first ascended the throne, he was heavily controlled by the Empress Dowager and even couldn't decide on his own whether to marry a wife.

It was Ning Su who accompanied him to grasp the power step by step. Thinking of the past when the monarch and his subjects supported each other, his eyes became more kind when he looked at Ning Su again.

"Otomo is also a nostalgic person."

At this time, the maids served the dishes one after another.

Emperor Ming returned to the table and sat down. He looked around and sighed.

"You are too simple. It's my fault. I said I would give you a new house for your wedding, but I forgot." He glanced at Shen Nanqiao and said, "A new bride should have a new house. That will complement each other."

This is her part as the mistress.

Shen Nanqiao interjected just right.

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. When I first got married, I moved out, which made me look down on everyone. This Songchang Pavilion is quite good. Anyway, there are only two of us. We can live comfortably after cleaning it up."

Ning Su didn't know what touched him in the words and smiled slightly.

"It is indeed enough."

Emperor Ming was not very satisfied.

"How can that be possible? This is the house that will be passed down from generation to generation. Wouldn't it be unfair to live in someone else's backyard?"

Shen Nanqiao is well aware that when people are in high positions, they often like to use money as a tool for compensation.

Ning Su had already reached the highest position among the ministers, and Emperor Ming had no way of rewarding him in his career unless he abdicated the throne.

Therefore, if he could make up for it with a mansion and money, it would actually be a comfort to him.

The more the other party refuses to accept, the greater the guilt in his heart will be.

Thinking of this, she smiled faintly.

"This is where my husband lived before he became the seal of the emperor. Maybe it's because of some unforgettable memories, so he hasn't moved out for so many years."

Emperor Ming nodded thoughtfully, his eyes involuntarily looking far away.

"I still remember when I first entered the palace, I would return to his little nest during festivals. Later, as things became more and more complicated, I simply worked in the palace. I never heard that he wanted to open his own residence."

Some things are best left in moderation, as too much is as bad as too little. Leave some room for the emperor to figure it out himself.

Shen Nanqiao stood up to serve the dishes himself and changed the subject calmly.

"Today is the first time I entertain guests. Please bear with me, Your Majesty."

Emperor Ming's attention was quickly attracted by the cups, bowls, and plates.

"Why is this pot made into a bagua shape? Is there some special meaning behind it?"

"It is a medicinal diet that can strengthen the body. It uses Chinese herbs that nourish yin and replenish qi. However, it borrows a little bit of the freshness of the ingredients, so you can eat it with confidence."

Emperor Ming immediately became interested. Usually, the imperial physician always told him to avoid this and that food for fear of the rise of internal heat.

To be honest, this was the first time he had seen this pot, and there were also those dazzling small plates, each one was different.

"No wonder he looks different from what you see in the market." He tried hard to save face, fearing that others would think he was unsophisticated.

Shen Nanqiao didn't expose it, but smiled obediently.

"Your Majesty has tasted all kinds of delicacies, he is just giving me a chance to try something new."

Emperor Ming thought to himself that she really could talk.

"Try that dish for me."

There are eunuchs in the palace who are specifically responsible for tasting food. Ning Su has not been in this job for a long time, but today he has to go back to his old job.

Shen Nanqiao took a step ahead and personally took the serving chopsticks, quickly rinsed the tripe, prepared the oil sauce, dipped it in water, and passed it to Ning Su's lips.

"The most feared thing about this tripe is that it is overcooked. It must be eaten while it is tender so that it has a crispy texture."

This posture is indeed quite intimate.

Emperor Ming saw that Ning Changchen, who usually did not show his emotions, had a slightly red face, which looked even more beautiful in the steam.

This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity.

"Lingjun, are you embarrassed?"

It would be awkward to hide now, so Ning Su had no choice but to swallow the piece of tripe with the help of Shen Nanqiao's hand.

"How does it taste?" Emperor Ming asked impatiently.

"It's okay."

I'm afraid that even if you give him dragon meat now, he won't be able to taste it.

Emperor Ming couldn't wait to pick up a piece of food with chopsticks, rinsed it quickly like Shen Nanqiao did, and put it into his mouth. His eyes immediately lit up.

“It’s really fresh and tender!”

Later on, he simply stopped asking people to taste the food.

"This meat roll is delicious, without any smell of mutton."

"The lotus root slices are crispy and relieve the greasiness."

"The peanut crumbs in the dry sauce are the finishing touch. They are fragrant and leave a lingering aftertaste when you chew them."

Emperor Ming had not had such a hearty meal for a long time. All the frustrations he had been suppressing for a long time due to state and family affairs were cured by this pot.

"Do you have any wine? Bring me some!"

"No, the emperor is weak and should not drink." Ning Su advised with a stern face in a businesslike manner.

Shen Nanqiao was well prepared. She also knew that if the emperor got drunk in Songchangxuan, it would be no joke.

But it wouldn't be fun without wine.

"We have homemade fruit wine, please try it, Your Majesty."

Although it is not as good as aged wine, it is better than nothing. Emperor Ming nodded.

Shen Nanqiao asked someone to bring the wine, and Emperor Ming took Ning Su to clink glasses.

After a few rounds, his eyes became a little blurry and he seemed to have opened up a chatterbox, talking about old things.

Shen Nanqiao's heart moved, and he asked casually while pouring the wine.

"I heard that your husband had a girl he was talking about marrying before. Has Your Majesty ever seen her?"

"Old Nine's princess, of course I've seen her..."

I felt something was wrong the moment I said it, and when I wanted to take it back, it was too late.