The queen is crazy and spoiled, and the tyrant bows to her

It was Bai Weiwei who had parted ways with Jiang Wantang not long ago.

She had heard the noise and was hiding in the corner, but she didn't expect to see Ji Wuyuan coming over, let alone hear such a secret.

It was worth it for her to risk being discovered, hold her breath, and listen to this conversation.

The corners of Bai Weiwei's mouth unconsciously rose slightly, revealing a twisted and complacent smile.

She remembered that Jiang Wantang seemed to care a lot about the maidservant named Yun Shang beside her. If she knew that His Majesty was deliberately hiding this from her...

Thinking of this, Bai Weiwei narrowed her eyes slightly, with a cunning and vicious light flashing in her eyes, like a poisonous snake spitting out its tongue.

......

Ji Wuyuan specifically ordered the kitchen to prepare a table full of Jiang Wantang's favorite meals, deliberately luring his greedy little cat to show up.

Although Jiang Wantang is not too particular about food, he will never miss out on delicious food.

Sure enough, at dinner time in the evening, Jiang Wantang appeared in Ji Wuyuan's courtyard on time.

Ji Wuyuan looked at Jiang Wantang in the courtyard. He raised his thick eyebrows slightly, smiled happily, and waved at her: "Tang'er, come here..."

Jiang Wantang glanced at him and slowly walked over as he said.

Ji Wuyuan took her little hand and held her in his arms forcefully.

Jiang Wantang sat on his lap, smelling the familiar, refreshing fragrance on him, and suddenly recalled the awkward scene at noon...

Her face flushed uncomfortably, and she immediately sat still, not daring to move.

Ji Wuyuan placed a bowl of ginseng chicken soup in front of him. The chicken soup contained precious ingredients and had been stewed since morning. The aroma was fragrant and the steam was boiling, which instantly aroused Jiang Wantang's appetite.

Ji Wuyuan stirred it with a spoon for a while, scooped up a spoonful, blew it gently, and fed it to Jiang Wantang's lips, saying softly, "Be good, drink a bowl of soup first..."

Jiang Wantang opened her mouth, and the delicious taste of chicken soup instantly filled her taste buds. Her brows relaxed, and she twisted her body and said, "I'll do it myself."

Ji Wuyuanji looked at the expression on her face without blinking, and smiled dotingly and gently: "Be good, I will let you go after you finish this bowl of soup."

For the sake of delicious food, Jiang Wantang did not refuse.

Then, Ji Wuyuan patiently blew on the bowl of chicken soup to cool it down mouthful by mouthful and fed it to Jiang Wantang's mouth.

When the bowl of chicken soup was finished, Ji Wuyuan placed his fingertips on Jiang Wantang's rosy lips and wiped away the remaining soup stains from the corners of her mouth.

His voice was very magnetic, as if bewitching: "Is the chicken soup delicious?"

Jiang Wantang blushed and nodded, her voice like a kitten: "It tastes good..."

Ji Wuyuan wanted to kiss her, but after thinking about the kitten's embarrassed and angry appearance, he decided not to do so.

Then, Jiang Wantang stood up and sat next to him.

Later, neither of them spoke. Jiang Wantang's eyes were filled with the delicious food on the table. Every dish in front of her was her favorite, especially after the hardships she had gone through during this period. They looked so tempting no matter how she looked at them.

She ate quietly and seriously, while Ji Wuyuan beside her was serving her food from beginning to end.

He did it in a casual and elegant manner, and with that dignified face that seemed untouched by the mundane world, he seemed condescending no matter how you looked at him.

The small bowls in front of Jiang Wantang were piled high and were never empty.

After a long while, Jiang Wantang touched his bloated stomach and looked at the table full of dishes before him. He couldn't help but say with regret, "I can't eat anymore..."

This was the most sumptuous meal she had had since leaving the palace.

Sure enough, following Ji Wuyuan, you can eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks.

Ji Wuyuan's eyes were filled with smiles, and his voice was unbelievably gentle: "Okay, then I won't eat it."

"Tomorrow, ask the kitchen to prepare the rest for you."

Jiang Wantang's eyes lit up, and she looked up at him, asking in a negotiating tone, "Can you ask them to do less?"

“It’s such a waste if you can’t finish it…”

Ji Wuyuan was stunned for a moment, then curled his lips and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll make as much as Tang'er can eat."

Jiang Wantang stared at him blankly, with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

Ji Wuyuan's smile deepened. He reached out and rubbed her head, saying softly, "Tang'er is right. It's indeed a waste."

"Then let's do as Tang'er asks. Let the kitchen cook less in the future, okay?"

Jiang Wantang did not expect such an answer.

Ji Wuyuan seems to have changed from before, becoming a little more humane...

Jiang Wantang looked at him straight in the eyes, a bright and sincere smile on her face. She nodded and said, "Okay."

This was the first time in Ji Wuyuan's life that he discussed the word "waste" with his fans.

But after he finished speaking, the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.

After dinner, Ji Wuyuan took Jiang Wantang's hand and took a leisurely walk in the manor.

In the forest, it is slightly cool at night. The moonlight shines down like silver yarn, filtering through the gaps between the leaves and forming patches of mottled light and shadow on the ground.

Ji Wuyuan put his cloak on Jiang Wantang.

Jiang Wantang raised her eyes to look at him, and the latter also looked at her deeply.

Even Jiang Wantang had to admit that the man before her had an extremely outstanding appearance. He was elegant and handsome, with a pair of phoenix eyes that were wantonly flamboyant. When he looked at people with a hint of smile, he was indescribably tender and affectionate...

It will give people the illusion that he only has eyes for you.

Such a noble status and such a good appearance are indeed enough to make countless women in the world throw themselves at him.

But at this moment, Jiang Wantang felt that if he were not an emperor, would he be...

But then she thought again, if he was not an emperor, she would not come to him.

Thinking of this, Jiang Wantang smiled self-deprecatingly in his heart.

She lowered her head and didn't look at him again.

The fear of him is real, and the preference and indulgence he gives is also real.

But these...are not enough to make her open her heart now.

Ji Wuyuan looked at the top of Jiang Wantang's head in silence.

For some reason, he suddenly felt at ease.

I have never felt so at peace before.

The irritability of the past few days also subsided with her arrival.

It seemed that as long as Jiang Wantang was around, everything else became less important.

His love for Jiang Wantang has reached the point where he can no longer control himself.

During the days of separation, the feeling became more and more obvious.

Ji Wuyuan reached out and gently embraced Jiang Wantang in his arms. He rested his chin on her shoulder and asked her in a low, hoarse voice, "Tang'er, why... didn't you reply to my letter?"