Saving the foolish general, she accidentally becomes his favorite.

Ye Li slept soundly through the night.

When she opened her eyes, she was still somewhat unsatisfied.

I rubbed my eyes, rolled over, and wanted to stay in bed longer.

But she touched something hard on the bed, which startled her awake. When she opened her eyes, Mo Chen was looking at her with a smile.

"My wife, you're awake?"

Ye Li nodded.

In the past, after she had coaxed Mo Chen to sleep, she would go to sleep on the tatami mat next to him. But she was too tired yesterday and fell asleep right away!

She looked down and thankfully both of them were dressed neatly.

Relieved, Ye Li smiled and said to him:

"Good morning!"

Mo Chen now has the intelligence of a seven or eight-year-old, and sometimes he even has to ask Ru Feng about some basic common sense.

Even those who had transmigrated here were less familiar with this era than she was, so Ye Li didn't pay much attention to it.

Now that she holds the title of "General's Wife," it wouldn't be appropriate for her to sleep in separate beds from Mo Chen for an extended period.

Anyway, Mo Chen is innocent and pure now, so it's fine to share a bed with him.

She mouthed to him, "I'll make you breakfast. What would you like to eat?"

Mo Chen smiled and said:

"Is it okay to eat anything?"

Ye Li nodded. There are so many breakfasts in later generations. Just the dim sum from Guangzhou morning tea alone could make you a variety of dishes for a month!

Mo Chen suddenly moved closer to her; the two were already lying close, and now they were even closer together.

The boy's voice, still hoarse from just waking up, said, "I want to eat..."

Ye Li wasn't used to being so close to a man, so she stepped back slightly. Seeing such a handsome face so early in the morning made her afraid she'd get a nosebleed…

Seeing this, Mo Chen paused, then his eyes darkened, and he said dejectedly:

"I like everything my wife makes."

Ye Li got his response, so she got up decisively and took the opportunity to help Mo Chen with his washing up.

The general's mansion itself was not very populous, and Mo Chen had no other servants besides Ru Feng.

Therefore, Ye Li also took on the role of a nanny.

She led him to the kitchen, intending to make Cantonese dim sum today!

These are cute little steamed dumplings.

Crystal clear shrimp dumplings.

A filling radish cake.

Ye Li made a whole pot of pan-fried buns, filled with shiitake mushrooms, minced meat, and garlic seasoning.

The bottoms of the buns were deliberately pan-fried over high heat in an iron pan.

They're fried until golden brown and crispy, reminding me of pan-fried buns from my past life, making my mouth water!

In Guangdong, breakfast every day features a wide variety of dim sum, and morning tea can be served from morning till night.

This was once Ye Li's ideal breakfast.

In ancient times, the ingredients were natural, there was plenty of time, and there was no shortage of silver.

Of course, you should treat yourself well and explore different kinds of delicious food.

Ye Li remembered that Mo Chen couldn't eat too much fatty food; he should eat liquid and light foods instead.

I also made millet porridge for breakfast today.

Mo Chen watched his wife's busy figure in the kitchen and felt a sense of unreality for a moment.

When the delicious breakfast was served, I was completely won over.

The yellow shumai are made with thin wrappers of wheat flour and eggs, filled with plenty of meat filling and shrimp.

With its golden-yellow skin and a large shrimp on top, it looks incredibly appealing.

One bite and you're greeted with a burst of meat—crisp, chewy, tender, and juicy.

He had never eaten anything so delicious before!

Ye Li then served him some shrimp dumplings.

The shrimp dumplings had a translucent skin, like crystal, and you could vaguely see the shrimp inside. Mo Chen took a bite and found them absolutely delicious!

They enjoyed a satisfying breakfast and then took a leisurely stroll.

In the early morning, the fragrance of soil mingles with the scent of flowers, and the air is fresh as you walk by.

Ancient life was truly refreshing. Ye Li gradually adapted to life in the General's Mansion and found it much more comfortable than the imperial residence.

Ye Li picked a few more flowers from the corridor and put them in a vase in the room.

Mo Chen stared blankly at the wildflowers by the roadside for a moment.

Many prominent families valued flower arranging.

To indulge in refined tastes, one must use only the finest and most expensive flowers.

But his wife always does things in such unexpected ways.

She didn't care whether she wore flowers and jade or dressed in fine silks and satins; she would simply tie her hair up and then busy herself with other things.

Regardless of the status of the general's family, even ordinary wealthy merchants' wives are dressed in the most luxurious way.

In the Tian Shu Kingdom, people with even a little reputation all have rare and precious flowers in their residences.

Only his wife was simple and unpretentious.

There is always a way to create a comfortable and elegant atmosphere from simple things.

Mo Chen stared at her, lost in thought.

Ye Li then sat down at her desk to write and draw.

Mo Chen suddenly felt that he was really, really lucky.

She was extremely skilled at painting, and when she taught, she was more patient than any teacher he had ever heard of.

He was taught step by step, from simple to difficult. Everyone in Qingzhu Courtyard praised his rapid progress, but only he knew that it was because his wife taught him so well.

She never gave him the cold shoulder, even when she was useless to him.

But she gradually discovered her strengths and turned those paintings into martial arts paintings, and now many people like her paintings.

However, only the people in the General's Mansion knew that it was the lady who made the changes.

To the outside world, they always say that the general made these works out of boredom during his convalescence, and that the low price is so that all ordinary people can see them.

The General's Mansion is now completely different from when I first woke up.

Mo Chen was overjoyed, yet also afraid that it was all a dream.

Perhaps even I am an illusion...

Ye Li noticed that Mo Chen had become unusually quiet today.

In the past, because he was too noisy and energetic, he would jump around and take her to play hide-and-seek all over the General's Mansion. Ye Li secretly called him a naughty child.

But these days, he has been very quiet, often staring at her in a daze.

For example, right now, he sits quietly, his features are exquisite, and the young man is indeed handsome. Even sitting like this looking at her, Ye Li can see some deep affection in his eyes.

When they first met, Ye Li remarked on his good looks, and with the added filter of a hero saving a damsel in distress, Ye Li actually had a good impression of him.

But ultimately, I don't belong here.

Perhaps by some accident, his soul will return to the Western Paradise and be sent back to the modern world.

Therefore, she calmly, self-controlled, and took care of him in a relaxed manner, considering it a life-saving grace that she would repay with boundless gratitude.

but……

Someone tell her, why did the boy in front of her silently sneak up behind her while she was distracted?!

A strong masculine aura enveloped her. Mo Chen actually pulled her, chair and all, into his arms, looking down at what she was drawing, and then said in confusion:

"These are... remains?"

Afraid of frightening him, Ye Li had no choice but to write it down next to him:

"In painting, one must understand the distribution of bones in the human body to make the brushstrokes flow like a god's."

"This is the normal skeletal distribution in a human body, not the remains of a particular person."

Ye Li was afraid he was too young to handle these things, so she wrote again:

"Don't be afraid."

"Just take a rough reference. If you really want to draw it, you'll only draw the surface muscles; you don't need to draw the skeleton."

Mo Chen said:

"With so many scars on my body, won't it look bad if I draw them on..."

He said anxiously...

Ye Li recalled that he had joined the army when he was young, and that he had shielded her from an arrow when they first met, so he must have been covered in wounds.

Unable to bear it any longer, he comforted her, saying:

"That is proof of your defense of the country, a medal of heroism."

Upon hearing this, Mo Chen's eyes lit up for a moment, but then he became disappointed:

“It’s different. I’m most afraid that my wife will hate me. I’m not the same as the one in the picture.”

Ye Li shook her head.

The students at the Academy of Fine Arts remain as serious and dedicated as ever to their academic pursuits.

Whether male or female, the purpose of drawing is to study bones and muscles.

I would never think about whether it looks good or not, nor would I be influenced by my own feelings.

Mo Chen nervously lifted his robe, revealing his strong and muscular upper body, and murmured pitifully...

"Am I ugly...?"

...Painting is devoid of desire.

but……

Ye Li deeply felt that the reason she hadn't felt it before was because the distance was too far.

Try it like this: eight-pack abs right in front of you, and the boy's heart is still beating for him...

Sweet, irresistible love confessions poured out:

"I can't see the bones, and I'm not pretty, but I really like you."

Ye Li: ...

This is a heart attack!

Tears streamed down Ye Li's face as she silently complained to herself through her tears:

You dare flirt with me now? If you have the guts, flirt with me again after you regain your memories...