Traveling back to the admiral's youth

Chapter 169 (169) It turns out that the world is worth it, nostalgia...

It was quiet outside, and the night was slightly cool.

The moonlight sprinkled in the courtyard like water, a clear glow.

When Ji Cheng received the hot noodle soup, Xia Ou subconsciously sniffed her little nose, ready to brew tears, but was soaked in the heart by the clear fragrance of chicken soup.

Oops, it's so fragrant.

Just now, she was worried about the safety of the admiral, she had been worried all the time and had no appetite, but now she found that her stomach was empty...

Ji Cheng put down the bowl, and was waiting for the little lady to explain to him, but she couldn't hear her speak for a long time.

He turned his head and looked away.

I saw that the little lady was staring straight at the bowl of hot noodle soup on the table, and even licked her lips.

She took off her daytime finery and brocade clothes, and put on a blue and white woven flower sarong, a pretty village flower attire.

If other people wear this commoner clothes, they may look rustic, but the little lady is just the opposite, with her plain face facing the sky, she looks more like a lotus, with a natural beauty that has not been carved.

Xiaoman's waist was slightly retracted, showing a waist that was as thin as a willow, and there was no hairpin in his hair, only a small flower cloth of the same color was used to wrap the blue silk, and the twisted braid hung on the white and tender neck and shoulders.

Is she doing this to make him lower his vigilance?

Shouldn't there be any hidden means anymore?
There are noodles of uneven thickness in a large porcelain white bowl, soaked in the yellowish chicken soup, a handful of tender green vegetables are placed on the side, a poached egg is lying on the side, and the shredded chicken thigh is placed in the middle, and the top is There are also sporadic chopped green onions.

If you sell your appearance, you barely pass the test, at least you put your heart into it.

He asked, "Didn't you have enough for dinner?"

"It's not that I haven't eaten enough, it's that I haven't eaten at all..." After blurting out the words, Xia Ou thought of her current situation and suddenly withdrew her righteous courage.

She looked uneasily at the tall figure standing in front of her, and said sweetly, "Xiao Ou is worried about her husband, so worried that she doesn't think about tea or rice..."

Ji Li lifted up his robe, sat down with Dama Jindao, glanced at her, and said, "Don't think about tea, don't you want to eat?"

"Husband came home late at night, so he must have never eaten. Little lotus root cooks for me. Husband can barely make it up!"

Saying that, seeing his uneasy expression, Xia Ou walked over with small steps and sat down beside the admiral.

While sitting down, she squeezed her thigh hard under the cover of her long sleeves.

At that moment, she burst into tears in pain.

"Woooo..." The sobs echoed in the room.

In the middle of the night, the night wind howled, and the woman cried in a low voice, mourning deeply.

Is this to pretend to be a ghost to scare people?
Ji Cheng's eyes narrowed suddenly, his voice was condensed, and he said, "Don't cry, or your eyeballs will be ripped off!"

In an instant, the crying stopped abruptly, and Xia Ou was so frightened that he even breathed lightly.

"Hic... hiccup..."

Probably because she was crying too much just now, and then held back in an instant, she hiccupped one after another.

Xia Ou hurriedly covered her hiccupping mouth, and glanced timidly at the admiral, with tears still hanging on her eyelashes, looking miserable and pitiful.

When Ji Cheng saw the little lady crying, he was subconsciously flustered, but he had always put on a calm mask and was used to not showing his emotions.

In this way, he also bluffed people.

Suddenly, the sleeve was grabbed by a small hand without knowing when.

"Husband, Xiao Ou just wants to accuse Shen Chun of destroying the imperial possessions, and then make things worse, and let Jinshang summon... hiccup...

Waiting for the sage to test your husband's knowledge on the spot.

hiccup... hiccup...

Real gold is not afraid of fire, so your husband won't have to be imprisoned..."

Ji Cheng looked at the girl whose face was covered with tears, her heart softened unconsciously, and she twirled her fingertips slightly.

How could he not know that the little lady was not malicious?
But she didn't discuss it with him in advance, and used the medicine he made to stun herself without authorization.

That's all, she still has to play a bitter trick. The steps are so high and steep that they break people?
How can this style of work be encouraged?

"Husband, Xiaoou really won't dare next time, don't be angry, okay?"

As she said that, Xia Ou rolled up her sleeves, revealing her snow-white arms, and said, "If my husband is angry, hit me. Xiao Ou's arms will be twisted for you, and your legs will be hit too."

"From now on, when I read the Four Books for Women every day, I'm not allowed to fish for three days, dry the net for two days, and give up halfway."

Ji Cheng restrained the coolness emanating from his body slightly.

Forget it, let's forget it this time...

"Well, Xiao Ou listens to my husband and listens to everything!" Xia Ou hurriedly responded, and raised three young white fingers.

She agreed first, and waited to get over the difficulties in front of her.

As for whether she wants to do it, we will discuss it later...

"Forget it, this is the end of the matter!" Ji Chen sighed heavily when he saw her cute little appearance.

Pick up shredded chicken from the noodle soup with chopsticks with a big hand, and feed it into the little lady's mouth.

The shredded chicken is simmered in the soup for a long time, absorbing the rich soup, and the original umami taste of the chicken is contained in the fragrance.

In an instant, when Xia Ou ate, her almond eyes lit up.

It turns out that her cooking skills can be so good?
Absolutely super performance...

Talent!
Ji Cheng saw that the little lady was still enjoying herself, so she hurriedly took a chopstick of shredded chicken and stuffed it into her little mouth.

Xia Ou squinted her eyes in enjoyment, and chewed lightly a few times, leaving a long aftertaste in her mouth.

Immediately afterwards, Ji Cheng fed the food with one chopstick after another. Seeing that the little lady couldn't eat anymore, she picked up the big bowl and ate all the soup and noodles.

Probably due to the influence of his heart, he unexpectedly felt that this bowl of noodle soup was not weaker than the old-fashioned craftsmanship of the soup master.

Xia Ou saw that there was not even a little soup left in the admiral, so she thought that she had robbed him of his rations.

It's all to blame that she is useless when she sees eating.

She blushed with embarrassment, and said, "Husband, I'll cook the lotus root for you next time."

"it is good!"

After the words fell, Ji Cheng got up and put away the bamboo hat and bowl.

This bowl needs to be kept as a souvenir. Whenever he sees this bowl in the future, he will think of the warm picture of himself eating a bowl of noodles with the little lady.

Rebirth, what is it?
What is the purpose of living?
As a human being, she is the most important companion in his life.

In the past, he thought that he could be happy because of his high position and power, but even though he was on the top of the dome and could deal with other people's lives at will, his heart became more and more empty.

He who only saw other people's happiness thought that it was the so-called happiness.

But it wasn't until he met the little lady in this life that he really stepped out of his self-cognition.

It was she who held his hand when her previous life was on the verge of dying, with tears on her face, silently accompanying her in those darkest days.

She made him feel at ease like never before.

Even if he just ate the simple food she made, he still felt that his life was fulfilling.

Her every move, every smile is so gorgeous and touching.

He was touched by her again and again, redeeming him from the infinite abyss and darkness, and feeling true happiness.

It turns out that the world is worth it, nostalgia...

　"Four Books for Women": "Nv Commandments", "Internal Training", "Nv Analects" and "Nv Fanjielu", the words and deeds of ancient women are based on this as a standard, and they are implemented throughout their lives.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)