Transmigrated into a cunning princess, she sets her sights on a celibate royal uncle.

Upon hearing this, Jiang Xi, who was starting a fire, suddenly felt dizzy.

I almost lost my temper and threw the tinder in my hand at his face.

"If you don't know how to say it, then shut up!"

Huo Jingxuan walked over, squatted down in front of Jiang Xi, pressed his long, slender, white hand on the back of her hand, and took the tinder from her hand.

"Yes, yes, Your Highness is right, but it's better for men to start a fire!"

Go wait outside, I'll call you when the food is ready!

As he spoke, he pulled Jiang Xi up, pushed her out of the kitchen, closed the door, and cooked for himself.

Jiang Xi was pushed out in a daze, and by the time she remembered, the door was already closed.

She patted the kitchen door and asked, "Hey, can you even cook? Don't burn the kitchen down!"

"Your Highness, please rest assured, such a thing will never happen!"

Huo Jingxuan's voice came through the door, confident and composed.

Jiang Xi thought to herself, "Since he said that, he must be absolutely certain."

So she went outside to wait with peace of mind.

However, Huo Jingxuan in the kitchen was scratching his head. The first step in cooking is to start a fire, but what is the second step?

An hour later, Huo Jingxuan brought out a pot of half-cooked rice and a plate of charred vegetables from the kitchen.

Jiang Xi frowned as she looked at the two items on the table: "Weren't you a general before?"

"A general isn't a cook, so isn't it normal for him to be bad at cooking?" Huo Jingxuan spouted a bunch of fallacies.

Jiang Xi picked up her chopsticks, but couldn't find a way to start eating.

Seeing her predicament, Huo Jingxuan knew that the food he had prepared was truly unpalatable.

So he got up and said, "Why don't you stop eating for now and wait? I'll go to town and buy you something else!"

Jiang Xi quickly grabbed his wrist: "Never mind, it's already dark outside."

"I'm home alone. What if those assassins break in?"

Huo Jingxuan thought about it and agreed, so he lowered his eyes to look at Jiang Xi.

"Well, how about we make do with this for tonight? I promise I'll make something delicious next time!"

"No, I'll do it next time. I don't want to starve to death!" Jiang Xi politely declined.

Huo Jingxuan gave a soft snort. Although he did not refute, his expression showed strong disapproval.

In his view, the wife he had married with all his heart should naturally be cherished.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be simpler to just buy a servant?

After finishing her meal, Jiang Xi got up to clear the dishes, but Huo Jingxuan stopped her again.

"Please sit down, Madam. You are of noble birth; I will take care of these matters!"

As she spoke, she had already tidied up the dishes and went to the kitchen.

Jiang Xi gazed at Huo Jingxuan's tall and imposing back and sighed wistfully.

"Once your memory returns, will you feel ashamed to cook and clean for someone like me? Will you try to kill me again at the slightest disagreement?"

Jiang Xi asked silently in her heart.

However, no one could answer her question.

The frost was heavy and the dew was thick. Jiang Xi had always been sensitive to cold, and even though she was covered with two quilts, she still felt a bit cold.

Huo Jingxuan, who was sleeping inside, was the opposite. Because Jiang Xi had repeatedly warned him not to cross the line.

So although he and Jiang Xi slept in the same bed, they were separated by a vast divide.

The little girl tossed and turned, each movement stimulating his nerves.

"Are you cold?"

Huo Jingxuan turned his head to look at Jiang Xi beside him and tentatively asked a question.

There were no lights in the room, only the pure moonlight shining through the window, illuminating everything.

From his angle, he could just see Jiang Xi's soft, fair, and smooth profile, as well as her thin and slender shoulders.

Huo Jingxuan's Adam's apple bobbed, and he boldly reached out his hand.

Just as he was about to touch Jiang Xi's back, Jiang Xi grabbed him and threw him aside.

"Behave yourself, no messing around!"

Jiang Xi turned around and warned him.

Seeing that her thoughts had been exposed, Huo Jingxuan simply stopped pretending, forcefully crossed the line, and pulled her into his arms.

"You are my wife, why can't I do whatever I want?"

Jiang Xi struggled and pounded his chest, saying, "Even my wife won't do. I'm afraid you'll kill me to silence me afterward!"

"Ok?"

Huo Jingxuan pulled his long arm in, restraining Jiang Xi's writhing body, and looked down at her.

Why would I kill you to silence you?

Jiang Xi realized she had let something slip and quickly tried to deny it, saying, "How would I know?"

"Your behavior is bizarre; why do you need so many reasons to kill someone?"

Huo Jingxuan frowned deeply, and after a long while, he said, "Madam, I think you may not know how much I like you."

We need to discuss this matter further...

"If you're going to discuss it, then discuss it. But where are you touching me?"

"..."

So, in the following time, Huo Jingxuan deeply analyzed how much he liked Jiang Xi.

He made a series of vows and declarations, saying that he would never do such a heinous thing as killing his wife.

Jiang Xi was getting sleepy and just ignored him, thinking he was talking nonsense—you have amnesia, but I don't!

She knew perfectly well how ruthless Huo Jingxuan had been in the past!

So by the time Huo Jingxuan finished speaking, Jiang Xi had already started playing chess with Zhou Gong (the Duke of Zhou).

"You heartless little brat!"

Huo Jingxuan poked Jiang Xi's soft, white face, then pulled the blanket up for her, put on his clothes, got out of bed, and went to the kitchen.

There is rice, flour, and cooking oil readily available in the kitchen.

Huo Jingxuan rolled up his sleeves, opened the rice jar, and began to try cooking again.

In the evening, because the rice wasn't cooked, Jiang Xi only ate a little bit.

He thought that perhaps she would wake up hungry in the middle of the night, or perhaps he should make her a hearty breakfast tomorrow morning.

In short, he needs to hone his cooking skills before that.

The morning sunlight streamed through the wooden lattice window, warmly bathing Jiang Xi's sleeping face.

Jiang Xi turned over and lay face down on the pillow to continue sleeping.

She had been chased the whole way and hadn't slept so soundly in a long time.

A fragrant aroma of minced meat wafted from the courtyard.

Jiang Xi squinted, but sniffed hard. The next second, she opened her eyes, rolled out of bed, put on her shoes, and ran outside.

In the courtyard, Huo Jingxuan was carrying a bowl of freshly cooked minced meat porridge when he ran into Jiang Xi, who was coming out of the bedroom.

"What are you making? It smells so good!"

Jiang Xi rushed forward, looked at the casserole in Huo Jingxuan's hand, and asked curiously.

"I know you're craving it, so I made you some minced meat porridge. Try it!"

Huo Jingxuan carried the casserole into the main room.

Inside the main room was an eight-immortal table. Huo Jingxuan placed a clay pot on the table and then brought out bowls and chopsticks to serve Jiang Xi a bowl of porridge.

Jiang Xi sat to the side, already itching to get started.

As soon as Huo Jingxuan handed her the bowl, she couldn't wait to lean in and take a sip.

"No, it's hot!"

Huo Jingxuan slapped Jiang Xi on the forehead and pushed her head back.

Jiang Xi glared at him with her black eyes, dissatisfied, and only started eating after he handed her a spoon.

"Mmm, this is delicious! How have your cooking skills improved so much in just one night?"

Huo Jingxuan turned his face away guiltily.

She dared not tell Jiang Xi that she had used up most of the ingredients she had bought before she had even achieved a small success.