Marrying a royal playboy and becoming a glamorous matriarch

Wei Qingrou watched Qin Ping'an's slightly hunched figure stagger away, and wanted to laugh, but she held it in.

Even a spoiled brat like Qin Ping'an goes to great lengths to support his beloved.

No matter how stubborn Qin Ping'an was, the truth was that he was still completely under Wei Lanxin's control.

On a whim, someone performed a quick dipping and simmering of beef tripe, and he became so engrossed that he ended up spending the entire bill.

Sigh, she's stuck here taking care of patients in such a miserable way.

Fortunately, although Qin Ping'an was blinded by greed at the time, his ears were still working properly, and he could listen to what she said. He obediently used the dipping sauce she had prepared to eat hot pot.

Cooking oil can coat spicy foods, thus protecting the stomach and intestines and buffering the spiciness.

Otherwise, the situation would be even more serious.

For people in ancient times who ate a light diet, the power of this ghost pepper was too great.

Wei Qingrou instructed Chunxi to cook rice oil, and also asked Xiaxi to secretly send the news of Qin Ping'an's illness to the back room.

We can't just leave her to take care of the sick; since the concubines receive monthly stipends, they also have to do chores.

Sharing the burdens of the mistress was also the duty of the concubines.

Fortunately, Xia Xi is efficient and her work is quite effective.

The next morning, the concubines in the backyard, having heard the news, all dressed up in their finest attire, came to attend to the sick man with soup and broth.

The eldest aunt served peanut and pig's trotter soup, the second aunt served lotus root and pork rib soup, the third aunt served red date and black chicken soup, and the fourth aunt served crucian carp and tofu soup.

Fifth concubine was too young and didn't know how to serve others, so she came running over with a bag of maltose.

Aunt Jiu Ying was shrewd; she brought red date and yam porridge, saying it was the most nourishing and warming porridge for the stomach.

Unfortunately, Qin Ping'an was still in bed, having tossed and turned all night without sleep. He was feeling sleepy and had no interest in the soups and broths his aunts brought him.

However, the concubines had finally gotten this opportunity to get close to Qin Ping'an, so how could they let him go so easily?

The second concubine, carrying a bowl of lotus root and pork rib soup, gracefully stepped forward, her face full of concern, and said, "Lotus root is the best for the stomach, Master, please get up and have some."

Qin Ping'an didn't even lift his eyelids, and said indifferently, "Put the soup down, and you can all leave. You're making a ruckus."

The concubines' faces froze, and their expressions instantly turned sour.

Wei Qingrou quickly smoothed things over, "Everyone is worried about you, why don't you let them stay and help?"

Upon hearing this, the concubines smiled and looked at the mistress with gratitude, then gazed longingly at Qin Ping'an.

Qin Pingan raised his eyes in displeasure, looking coldly at Wei Qingrou with anger in his eyes.

"Are they here to care for me because I'm ill?"

Wei Qingrou looked at all the concubines.

To be fair, the concubines all put in a lot of effort, dressing themselves up beautifully, with all sorts of cosmetics and perfumes, and exuding a fragrant aroma.

"I think the concubines were all very dedicated."

While it may not be very practical, it certainly has high aesthetic value, right?

Qin Ping'an's gaze became even more dangerous, and his tone suddenly rose, carrying a menacing air of gritted teeth.

"Is what you said true?"

Wei Qingrou sighed helplessly and turned to face the concubines: "Since that's the case, you may all go back."

The concubines looked sad, but their eyes still held gratitude as they looked at the mistress.

Today, the mistress spoke up for them, and they all heard it, so this matter can only be blamed on the lord's lack of compassion.

After seeing off all the concubines, Qin Ping'an let out a satisfied hum.

He stared intently at Wei Qingrou, "You just wanted to slack off, so you called them all over, didn't you?"

Wei Qingrou's smile became even more genuine. "No way!"

Honestly, taking care of someone who is sick is really tiring, and it's understandable that they might want to slack off.

Wei Qingrou inwardly complained, but her smile became even sweeter.

Just as Qin Ping'an was about to scold her again, Wei Qingrou quickly changed the subject, "Husband, the mung bean cakes I made are almost ready, I'll go take a look."

Upon hearing this, Qin Ping'an immediately shut up, pursed his lips arrogantly, and said, "Quickly bring it to me, I want to eat breakfast."

Wei Qingrou smiled and readily instructed people to set up a small table on the bed, and then brought up plates of light snacks, side dishes, and sweet rice porridge.

Upon seeing this, Qin Ping'an immediately felt hungry and picked up his chopsticks without hesitation, ready to start eating.

"Wait a minute!"

Wei Qingrou raised her hand to block them, a mischievous glint in her eyes, and said with a smile, "Master, you can't eat these. The concubines have prepared a soup that's waiting for you to drink."

"Is that so?" Qin Pingan grabbed her wrist, a dangerous glint in his eyes.

"If you keep being naughty, my wife, I'll fight you to the death tonight."

"You're shameless!" Wei Qingrou gritted her teeth inwardly.

Qin Ping'an laughed, coldly and mockingly watching the kitten baring its teeth, "That's right, I'm not only shameless, but also despicable and vile, a lecherous glutton who just wants to eat people."

So shameless!

Wei Qingrou glared at him, but finally gave in and tried to pull her hand back, but it was held tightly in her hand.

At this moment, Qin Ping'an persisted, asking Wei Qingrou, "My wife, what do you think we should do with this soup?"

Wei Qingrou forced a smile and said calmly, "These were all carefully prepared by the concubines, but my husband is ill and it's not appropriate for him to eat so much meat and fish, so let's just give them to the servants."

Qin Ping'an was satisfied and nodded, "Then let's do as your mistress says."

Chunxi smiled and took the lead in bowing, saying, "Thank you for your generous gift, Madam."

After getting rid of all the unpleasant tonic soups, Qin Ping'an ate his plain porridge and side dishes, feeling refreshed and clear-headed.

Add to that the delicate floral cakes and pastries, and the hot soup envelops you, and you feel completely refreshed.

After he had eaten and drunk his fill, he looked at Wei Qingrou with a look of inquiry in his eyes. She was not like an ordinary businesswoman.

If his wife were truly an ordinary businesswoman, how could she know so much about enjoying life?

Yes, he saw in her a life of luxury, a kind of lazy habit that couldn't be cultivated in a poor family.

She was an expert in food and drink; she could not only eat, but also cook, dishes that he had never even heard of before.

Just like this insanely spicy hot pot base, she doesn't like it, but she must have eaten it before, otherwise how would she know that coating spicy food with heavy oil can prevent stomach upset?

They also know that if you get burned by spiciness, you can mix milk and tea with sugar to relieve the burning sensation.

He had never tasted this milk tea before; he had only seen her make it for the emperor once when he entered the palace.

Moreover, she was so lazy that she even made a small table for dining in bed, as well as many inconspicuous yet elaborate and expensive dishes. Upon closer inspection, these were not ordinary items; they were not things that a mere merchant's daughter could come up with.

Wei Qingrou noticed the strange look in his eyes, but didn't say anything, only smiled and served him food.

"Husband, try this lettuce salad with sesame oil. It's delicious and made with fresh bamboo shoots sent from the village."

Qin Ping'an smiled faintly and ate with her chopsticks.

"good."

After the meal, just as Qin Ping'an was about to test Wei Qingrou, someone rushed in from outside. It was Granny Qian, who served the princess in the main courtyard.