Jiang Xinyu has one advantage: no matter how much she worries, it doesn't stop her from eating; in fact, she can even turn her grief and anger into a good appetite.

In addition, with the thought that this might be the last meal, I unconsciously ate a bit excessively.

By the time she realized what was happening, the first table of dishes had already been served. Seeing the maid's dumbfounded expression, she decided to give up and ordered another table.

Having too many lice doesn't make you itch, and having too much debt doesn't make you worry. Anyway, that's just how it is.

If I eat enough and my powers recover smoothly, I might even have the strength to fight back. Even if I don't, I'll at least die a full-bodied ghost.

When Xiao Yuan entered, the third table of dishes had just been served, and Jiang Xinyu was happily gnawing on a braised pork knuckle.

He was stunned for a moment when he saw Xiao Yuan, but then he took a big bite of the elbow.

"My husband is back from court. Have you eaten? If not, grab something to eat while you're at it."

Jiang Xinyu thought that someone like Xiao Yuan would probably find her vulgar and scold her, or find her eating habits disgusting and turn away.

To her surprise, the other person merely frowned and then picked up the spare bowl and chopsticks to eat, leaving her feeling as if she had punched a piece of cotton.

It shouldn't be.

Aren't people like the chief eunuch of the Eastern Depot all obsessive about cleanliness?

Being picky, fussy, bad-tempered, and even a bit of a freak is to be expected. How come this isn't what I imagined?

Seeing the Taotie staring blankly at him, Xiao Yuan chuckled inwardly. It wouldn't be bad to have such a thing at home to ward off evil spirits; it's quite interesting.

I just need to let the kitchen know when I get back.

From now on, we will only provide her with one meal. If she wants to eat more, she can use her dowry money to buy it.

He always says he's getting a good deal because his dowry is so big, but if he eats it like this, he feels like he's losing out.

Jiang Xinyu couldn't gauge Xiao Yuan's intentions and didn't dare to provoke him. She ate silently while her eyes darted around, trying to think of a topic to discuss.

Xiao Yuan ate elegantly with the dishes in front of him, and only after he finished two bowls of rice and asked for tea to rinse his mouth did Jiang Xinyu speak.

"Husband, are you full? Would you like some more?"

Seeing Xiao Yuan shake his head, Jiang Xinyu immediately became happy, "Then I won't stand on ceremony. I didn't dare to take any food from your side because I was afraid you wouldn't have enough to eat."

As soon as Jiang Xinyu finished speaking, her chopsticks danced so fast they left afterimages, and the dishes on the table visibly diminished rapidly, leaving Xiao Yuan quite amazed.

Seeing is believing.

I just don't know how her not-so-protruding belly could hold so much stuff.

The food at the Governor's Mansion is mainly exquisite and the portions are not very large, but the variety is abundant.

The three tables of food, when poured together, would fill a whole wooden basin. Let alone a young lady, even a strongman who specializes in external martial arts in the greenwood would probably need two meals to finish it.

The mysteries surrounding this woman are piling up; it seems he'll have some fun to come.

Jiang Xinyu didn't care whether Xiao Yuan was watching a monkey show or a mukbang; as long as what he ate was real.

Jiang Xinyu only asked for the table to be cleared after all the dishes were eaten and even the soup had been used to soak two bowls of rice. Unfortunately, her superpowers didn't recover so quickly, and Jiang Xinyu felt a sense of frustration as she clenched her still weak hand.

Remembering the woman's confident assertion last night that he was a hundred times better than Zhao Chengye, Xiao Yuan suddenly felt a mischievous urge. Seeing her finally put down her chopsticks, he chuckled.

"Eating so much, were you a starving ghost in your past life?"

With this appetite, you didn't marry me because you were afraid the Duke of Ningguo's mansion couldn't afford to support you, did you?

After all, his family was notoriously poor within the aristocratic circles.

"How could that be? Even if his family can't afford to support me, I still have a dowry."

With my physical condition, I could definitely live to die unless someone deliberately harmed me.

"Oh, in that case, let's go."

"Go? Where?"

Jiang Xinyu suddenly had a bad feeling, "Could it be that the emperor's verdict has been handed down, and that meal just now was my last meal before I was executed?"

Damn it, you eunuch, you really sold me out?

Are you even human?

My dear aunt genuinely wanted to spend her life with you. She used all the wisdom she had never had before in order to marry you, and yet you betrayed her?

You just wait, I'll haunt you even as a ghost...

Jiang Xinyu was yelling when Xiao Yuan suddenly grabbed her ear and then pinched her waist hard, making her wince in pain.

"Tch, you've eaten so much but haven't gained a single ounce of weight. When did I report you?"

A last meal before execution? Have you ever seen such a luxurious last meal before execution?

How dare you insult me! You ate more than ten taels of silver from me in one meal, enough for a whole family of farmers to cover their expenses for a year.

Since your ears are useless, I'll just twist them off. You're the kind of person who only listens to two things and not three.

Jiang Xinyu immediately realized she had misunderstood and quickly begged for forgiveness with a series of sweet words.

Perhaps it was her words, "I want to spend my whole life with you," that won Xiao Yuan's favor, and Jiang Xinyu's ear was finally saved, though it was noticeably larger than the other one, clearly from being pinched until it was swollen.

However, knowing that Xiao Yuan would actually take action, she didn't dare to curse anymore. She just kept cursing in her heart that she was unlucky to have married an abusive man.

Xiao Yuan glanced at her and sneered, "You're incredibly stupid, yet you think too much. Don't worry, no one wants your life."

The emperor's side has been smoothed over; it was all a matter of fate, and no one will hold the issue of the arranged marriage any longer.

Jiang Xinyu stared wide-eyed in disbelief, "Really?"

"Ah... my husband, you're so wonderful, I love you to death."

Jiang Xinyu laughed and lunged at Xiao Yuan, wanting to kiss him, but a large hand pressed against her forehead, making it impossible for her to move.

Xiao Yuan snorted disdainfully, "At least you're bearing the title of my wife."

It's fine if it happens within the palace, but if you act crazy and embarrass me in front of outsiders, don't blame me for having the strictest headmistress in the palace teach you all your manners again.

Jiang Xinyu, who was still struggling, quickly stood at attention.

"Yes, my husband."

Don't worry, my husband.

No problem, husband

I promise I will never embarrass you in public.

"Um, may I ask where you're taking me?"

Xiao Yuan narrowed his phoenix eyes and snorted softly, "Isn't he always bragging about how much dowry he has?"

Now that you've come all this way, the dowry naturally can't be given away to the Zhao family.

It's a good opportunity to send the Li family's junk over there as well.

"And by the way, I'd also like to see just how beautiful Li Mingyue is, that she could make Prince Zhao so eager to enter the bridal chamber."

Jiang Xinyu couldn't help but twitch her lips. This jerk of a man was really petty.

Different strokes for different folks. It's just that people don't like your type, so what's there to be angry about?

You were born in the wrong era. If you lived in modern times, this wouldn't be a problem.

Forget about being the fourth type of woman who's dominant and man who's submissive; with your looks, you'd be snapped up even in gay bars.

She had even seen posts online from people who deliberately shed their genitals, but they weren't ashamed at all.

Unfortunately, Xiao Yuansheng's thinking was also narrow-minded in this era.

He was so upset when a woman rejected him and didn't want to marry him that he broke down in his defenses. Even after he got such a beautiful woman, he was still resentful.

Pshaw, it's just exchanging dowry. The government has it all on file, so it can't be anything wrong.

Why not just have the housekeeper handle it? Why bother coming all the way to the door?

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