Every day after the marriage, I prepare a funeral for my husband

At noon a few days later, there was a sound of "呲啦", and the sound of fresh stew being poured into the oil pan came from the kitchen!

Immediately afterwards, Nan Su's cry sounded: "Aww~~~"

The servants hurried over to take a look, good guy, a grain of oil the size of a grain of rice was splashed on the back of his hand, isn't he crying?

What kind of crazy is this smoking?The aunt who was in charge of picking vegetables took the little master's hand distressedly, blew, and asked, "Master, what are you doing?"

Nan Su said with tears in his eyes: "I'm learning how to be a good wife. Don't they say that only by grabbing a man's stomach can he grab a man's heart..."

The auntie looked at the piles of ingredients next to her, and coaxed: "There is no wife who wants to learn how to cook a man-han feast as soon as she starts?"

Nan Su felt that what she said made sense, and immediately stopped crying: "Then what should I do to get started?"

The aunt motioned him to look at the flour: "You are so delicate, steaming a small pastry will be enough!"

Nan Su thought about it for a while: "Okay, then you teach me, it must be beautiful and delicious, otherwise, I will deduct your monthly salary."

The aunt rubbed his hand and said reproachfully: "Don't worry, I will teach you hand in hand." After saying that, she slowly increased her strength: "My lord, the sixth prince sent Ping'er away when he was dismissed two days ago. They, now, I am the only one left in the mansion, if you don't mind... don't look at me as I am older, but I am not married yet..."

Nan Su: "..."

The next moment, he raised his face and wailed loudly: "Wow, my screen!"

……

Dian Chen went to the palace to talk with the Queen Mother in the morning, and returned to Shizi Mansion at dusk.

When Nan Su heard that he had entered the study, he hurriedly took out the plate of Yurong Cake that looked good.

He was about to bring it to claim credit, but unexpectedly, the next moment the man pushed open the door and came in, stepped over a pile of pots and pans and walked in front of him, wrapping his arms around his waist.

"It's not good for a lady to lie on the bed, what are you doing in the kitchen?"

Nan Su quickly picked up the plate: "Look, this is my pastry with love, I want to eat it for you~"

Dianchen raised his eyebrows, as if a little surprised, but the next moment, those dark eyes brightened up, like stars.

He raised his hand to wipe off the flour on Nan Su's right cheek, and said with a smile, "Then I'll try it."

He is the sixth prince of Dayan, outsiders only see his calm appearance, but no one knows what kind of different face he has in private.

It seems that Nan Su is the only one in the whole world, he is the only one who can see and own a palace with eyes full of stars...

"How is it?" Nan Su stared at him and asked nervously.

"..."

With the rolling of Adam's apple, Dianchen swallowed the pastry slowly and methodically, and was silent for a while, then pecked Nan Su's lips lightly: "It's very delicious."

Nan Su let out an "ah", looked up at the sky, and shyly touched the back of his head.After a pause, he thought of something again, and quickly stretched out his hand in front of Dianchen: "Look!"

Dian Chen took his hand, and frowned slightly.

Nan Su said first: "But it's okay, if you like it, I will do it for you next time."

After a long time, Dianchen sighed helplessly, and said indulgently: "Okay, but next time don't touch the frying pan."

"alright."

Nan Su nodded, picked up a piece of pastry and was about to stuff it into his mouth, ready to try it himself.

Unexpectedly, it was taken away in a blink of an eye, Dianchen covered the pastry, raised his eyebrows, and walked straight out: "This is mine."

Nan Su: "..."

It's almost revealed!

New year, new weather, the day after tomorrow is New Year's Eve, Shizi Mansion is busy with a new round of decorations, and there is joy everywhere.

The next day, when Ping Shun walked into the study to paste the window grilles, the man was sitting behind the desk, his lips moving silently, and he was doing the daily compulsory course - chanting sutras.

A plate of pastries has been placed in his hand for a long time, what it was like last night, it is still the same now.

Pingshun was a little greedy: "Master Liu, don't you want to eat?"

After being disturbed, Dianchen was not angry, but responded lightly: "Don't eat."

He was always gentle and easy-going towards his servants, Ping Shun respected him a lot, but he wasn't very afraid, so he picked up a piece and wanted to throw it into his mouth, but he heard: "Put it down."

Ping Shun was startled: "Sixth Master, do you want to eat or not?"

Dianchen: "I won't eat."

Ping Shun: "Then why don't you give it to me?"

Dianchen: "That's mine."

The following conversation was like copying and pasting: "But, don't you want to eat?"

Dianchen: "Don't eat."

Ping Shun: "Then you can give it to me."

Dianchen: "But it's mine."

Ping Shun: "..."

Confused, he came up with a meaning, I won't eat it, but I won't give it to you either.

……

At the same time, Nan Su worked out another plate of pastries in the kitchen, preparing to give Dian Chen a snack.

This time, he finally had a chance to taste his own work, and he confidently threw it into his mouth, and after chewing for two or three seconds——

"yue~"

Too grassy!

Damn, he is a genius, he can actually make a shit-like taste, although he has never eaten shit, but it feels almost the same...

However, Nan Su was stunned the next moment, and murmured: "Don't hall dogs have a sense of taste?"

At this time, he didn't know the word "true love filter", but after pondering for a while, he came to a conclusion: Dianchen likes to eat shit...

In the end, he still didn't take the plate of pastries. He just found a few watchdogs and slapped them twice, trying to verify whether it smelled like shit.

"Wang Wang Wang-"

The dogs swept it away happily, and then wagged their obsequious tails at him, as if they wanted another dish.

Nan Su was silent for a long time.

Also, he finally remembered the threat he had made to Dianchen on the wedding night: If you dare to open the back door, I will show you diarrhea every day and dump you in bed!

Very pale and weak, isn't it?

……

Everyone thinks that Nan Su has no bottom line, but in fact, he also has one.

He could pretend to be a romantic prodigal, but in fact, he never thought of ruining his body... Well, the first bottom line was broken.

Then make another one: No matter how much he pretends, he will never kiss Dianchen in the future, never, not even die!

Although the man looks a little bit obsessed with cleanliness, he also pays attention to tidiness and glamor in his daily life, but he knows that he doesn't know his heart. The ghost knows if he has a moment of cheap talk behind his back, and he has really tasted something...

Just when Nan Su shuddered at the thought, Dianchen happened to push open the bedroom door and walk in.

Today's man is wearing a moon-white cross-neck shirt and a silver jade ferret fur on the back. The jade tree is facing the wind, as elegant as jade, and he is full of dazzling light that cannot be concealed.

It's really hard to imagine this person's unique taste...

"Drink the medicine first." He first handed the soup to Nan Su, and then took off Da Qiu and put it on the back of the chair, and said, "Does it still hurt?"

"..."

For some reason, Nan Su suddenly felt that this question was even more difficult to answer.While muttering, he simply drank the traditional Chinese medicine in one gulp, and then said: "There is still a little, but I have always been in good health. Dr. Li also said that the number of medicinal baths can be reduced in a few days."

"That's good." After speaking, the man smiled slightly and raised his chin habitually.

"..."

Seeing that slightly thin lips were about to stick to her, Nan Su's brows twitched, and he broke his chin out of his palm.

But then he felt that he was a little awkward, so he raised his hands and curled his temples, admonishing in a low voice: "You are a Bodhisattva who recites scriptures every day, why do you have to hug him every day? One is not good, but you will break the precept... "

I really tried my best to make Dianchen feel that he was instinctively afraid of something.

Dianchen didn't force anymore, just found a chair and sat down at random, and started to play beads: "Okay, I'll go back after you fall asleep later."

This is already a routine, he will come to accompany him every day, but he doesn't mention the matter of sleeping together anymore, it's like a kind of silent waiting, waiting for him to accept him...

Nan Su hummed, and obediently tucked in the quilt.

But lying down, he still couldn't help looking at Dianchen, his eyes fell on his face and lips.

He was originally fantasizing about an inconspicuous scene, but suddenly he went astray and recalled the rumors he had heard before: People say that people with lips like this are mostly fickle...

However, it seems that this is not the case.

Even though Dianchen's love for him came from a certain cub, he could really feel the temperature of Dianchen. The man just sat there, not saying a word, but it seemed that even the wind whistling outside the window changed. a little gentle...

It's a pity that this kindness is not his.

Fortunately, this kindness is not his.Otherwise, how should I pay it back?

After suddenly waking up, Nan Su regained his composure, closed his eyes and fell asleep, and felt that he should temporarily distance himself from Dian Chen.

——When I wear too many masks, I sometimes feel confused.

——So, be careful.

He didn't know when Dianchen left, but when he woke up the next day, he saw the man sitting on the edge of the bed, reaching out to stroke his messy hair, as if he had already figured out his up and down routine.

"Did you sleep well?" the man asked.

Nan Su was still a little sleepy: "It's good." After speaking, he immediately remembered something, and continued: "Tomorrow is the Chinese New Year, and now there is a lot of excitement in and outside the city, I don't want to stay in the mansion anymore, I want to go out to play , you just stay at home."

Dianchen looked at him and smiled slightly: "Okay, then pay attention to your body."

Nan Su let out a "yeah" in his heart, coughed a few times, and happily got up to cook.

However, when he finished packing and stepped out of the threshold, he saw that the man was already standing beside the carriage: "But I want to be with you." Still in an understatement tone, as if it didn't matter whether Nan Su took him or not.

Nan Su: "...Well, you probably won't like playing with me."

But a certain person was still in the period when he wanted to look at his wife every day, so he frowned: "I don't play with you, I just want to stay with you."

Nan Su: "..."

Does the fuck make a difference?

But anyway, the two ended up going out together.

Nan Su originally wanted to go to the gambling house, but now he has no choice but to give up.He didn't have any noble pleasures, so he picked and choosed among the things he had learned all his life, and finally chose to go to Chuiwan—this was the best thing he could do.

It's still cold, but today is a rare sunny day. The huge racecourse outside the city is overcrowded, playing polo, watching horse racing, archery, throwing pots, etc. Whether it's a young lady or ordinary people, they are all enjoying the excitement of the New Year and joy.

After the servants pulled the carriage away, Nan Su and Dian Chen waited for half a cup of tea at the door, and saw Li Fat Er coming slowly on a bay red horse.That horse has a sturdy physique, and it looks like a war horse. I don't know where Fatty Li got it.

"Nan Shao!!"

When Fatty Li saw him, he slapped his whip. The horse was struggling to walk, but now it was galloping wildly. Living.

Maybe the horse was also wondering: I have stooped over many people, even a general in armor and armor can run freely, why is this meatball so heavy today?A momentary miscalculation almost caused Ben to stumble...

Nan Su couldn't help laughing, put his hand in his mouth, and blew a very loud whistle, so as to show off to Fatty Li.

"Ah, you are here, Sixth Prince." Fatty Li hurriedly greeted him after he got off his horse.

Dian Chen nodded and said nothing.

Fatty Li just smiled, and turned to look at Nan Su: "What are you playing today? It seems that you can't ride a horse, so let's go to the eastern half of the district to see the girls..."

"Mmmm!"

Nan Su coughed, pressed his fist against his lips, and quickly glanced at Dianchen: "This son is just here to hammer a pill."

Fatty Li: "..."

Fatty Li: "I advise you to be normal."

Nan Su felt a little hollow: "...Okay."

At this moment, the guys at the polo field finally saw the two masters, and hurried up to greet them.

Needless to say about Nan Su, just talking about Li Fat Er, he is a heavyweight distinguished guest.His father is the First Duke of Dayan, his three uncles are all generals now, and several cousins ​​also serve in the court. The big family is so powerful!

In Jinling, he and Nan Su, the adulterer and adulterer, are almost well-known to everyone. As for the one next to him...

No one has ever seen it.

Although the rumors about Nansu and Dianchen became more and more intense during this period, most people didn't know the true face of Lushan, so the man didn't think much about it, and hurriedly danced small steps to clear the way for the three of them.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way—"

After the clerk yelled a few times, the people near the door looked up and saw two male models, one fat and one thin, walking on the steps, moving again and again, with cold expressions, swaggering, murderous, and at the same pace ...

It's just that the thin one seems to have a bit of mobility issues.

It can be seen that he is trying to keep up with the frequency of the meatball next to him, but the more he follows, the more he will feel pain somewhere, so he simply smashed the jar, supported his waist with one hand, and "yo yo" in front of the other hand, trembling three times like this through the crowd...

When they arrived at the chuiwan site, they both stretched out their right feet and stood still.

After enjoying enough of the crowd's attention, Nan Su blew on a strand of black hair that fell from his forehead. He was really embarrassed, but he added in a seemingly awesome way: "Hey, I play the West Coast, absolutely pure West Coast, if you don't applaud I'll give you a knee--"

Everyone: "..."

Immediately there was thunderous applause: "You are so foreign!"