Chapter 90 [VIP]

Fortunately, Xiao Chuan was not a foolish emperor who would neglect his duties from morning till night. He took half a day off and went out to work on time, giving Mi Yao a chance to catch her breath.

As soon as Xiao Chuan left, Mi Yao drank a bowl of sea cucumber porridge and fell asleep. When she woke up again, she felt someone touching her mouth. She thought Xiao Chuan had returned as soon as she closed her eyes, so she was startled. She opened her eyes and hugged the quilt to shrink into the bed.

However, when he opened his eyes, he didn't see Xiao Chuan's imposing physique. Instead, he glanced down and saw three little kids standing by the bed: Xiao Liang holding a porcelain bowl and Xiao Shan holding a soup spoon.

Mi Yao watched them come to their senses for a while before yawning and sitting up.

“Mother, we’re worried the medicinal food will get cold.”

When Xiao Chuan left, he asked the kitchen to cook a medicinal meal. Xiao Liang and Xiao Shan would often go to the small kitchen to take a look, watching longingly as the fire for the medicinal meal went from high to low before the cook extinguished it.

The younger siblings excitedly stood on stools, filled them with medicinal food, and wanted to feed Mi Yao. Xiao Yi tried to reason with them and stop them for a long time, but the younger siblings simply wouldn't listen to him these days.

It was said that Xiao Chuan drank some medicine before leaving, and Mi Yao also wanted to drink her medicine while it was still hot, so he happily ran towards Mi Yao's room with a tray in hand.

"It was almost time for dinner, and we figured Mother must have woken up by now..."

Before Xiao Yi could explain, Xiao Liang and Xiao Shan had already kicked off their shoes and sat on the bed: "Mother, ah—"

Xiao Liang opened his mouth, gesturing for Mi Yao to open her mouth as well.

"Mommy, let me feed you, ah—"

Seeing that Mi Yao didn't open her mouth, Xiao Shan, holding up a spoon, also opened his mouth to signal.

Mi Yao: ...

"I drank some porridge before going to bed, and I'll have dinner later. Now that you've fed me, I won't be able to eat anything later."

Mi Yao asked Si Yu, who was serving her, and learned that it was already 5:15 PM and she was about to get up.

"No, Father took his medicine before he passed away. Mother should also eat well, otherwise she will feel unwell."

Xiao Liang pouted, "I want to feed Mother medicinal food."

"I want to be fed too!"

Xiao Shan raised her arm, her eyes sparkling, clearly showing how much she was looking forward to it.

Looking at the two of them, Mi Yao knew they were rehearsing some kind of pretend game, and she was an important prop in their game.

She simply lay down on the bed, had Siyu fetch a handkerchief and put it around her face. After everything was done, Miyao turned her head and reminded her, "Each person can only be fed once."

Seeing that Mi Yao agreed, Xiao Liang and Xiao Shan happily began to feed her the soup.

After Xiao Shan turned four, he grew much faster. He not only caught up with his older brother Xiao Liang in height, but his arms also became fleshier. He held the soup spoon steadily without shaking at all and brought it straight to Mi Yao's mouth.

"Mother, drink your medicine quickly. I'll definitely beat Father when he gets back."

Mi Yao lowered her head and finished slurping the soup from the spoon: "What a good child."

When it was Xiao Liang's turn, he was clever enough to know he couldn't beat Xiao Chuan: "When Shan'er L beats up Dad, I'll hold him back from the side to prevent him from running away."

"Good boy, good boy."

After playing along with the two radishes, Mi Yao asked Xiao Yi, who was standing nearby, "Does Da Lang want to play?"

According to the proper way of addressing people, it shouldn't be her lying down, but Xiao Yi lying down, listening to them say that the eldest son had taken his medicine.

Mi Yao's question made Xiao Yi blush.

Seeing this, Mi Yao thought that Xiao Yi was more mature than the two little kids and disdained such a game. The next moment, she saw Xiao Yi blush and take the bowl and spoon from his younger siblings' hands, and feed them to Mi Yao's lips with trembling hands.

"Mother, please get some rest."

Not only did his face turn red, but Xiao Yi's fingers also blushed with embarrassment. His usually composed and mature face now showed a hint of helplessness and nervousness.

After Mi Yao finished drinking, she patted his head and said, "Alright, it's your turn to lie down."

A soft hand brushed across his forehead, and listening to Mi Yao's gentle voice, Xiao Yi lay down in a daze. It wasn't until Xiao Shan started feeding him soup that he realized he had to lie down.

He agreed to let Xiao Shan and Xiao Liang bother Mi Yao not only because he couldn't resist their insistence, but also because they kept saying that Mi Yao was sleeping for too long and they were afraid that Mi Yao was not feeling well and they didn't know.

I need to take a look to feel at ease.

He then followed them over, only to find himself lying on his mother's soft, fragrant bed, playing childish games.

However, with her mother around, the games didn't seem so childish anymore.

As soon as Xiao Chua finished his shift, he rushed to the main courtyard. But when he opened his wife's door, she was nowhere to be seen. Instead, he saw three children occupying the bed. Xiao Shan was lying on the bed, still muttering and complaining, "The bed smells of Daddy. It doesn't smell nice anymore."

"Father's scent is indeed..."

Xiao Liang felt a chill run down his neck halfway through his sentence. He turned around and saw Xiao Chuan standing in the doorway. He immediately grinned and said, "Father's manly scent is the best!"

"It smells like sweat, it's so smelly."

Xiao Shan didn't give her any face and exposed her. After being caught by Xiao Chu, she quickly climbed into his arms and gave him a good whack.

"Father is strong and healthy"

Xiao Liang tugged at Xiao Chua's sleeve: "Father's clothes are so beautiful, like a crow, so black and unique."

Looking up at Xiao Chuan's face, she thought, "They're such a perfect match!"

Why are you giving the child such a cold shoulder?

Mi Yao went to the inner room to change her clothes, and as soon as she came out, she heard Xiao Liang say that Xiao Chuan's face was dark.

Xiao Chuan turned to look at her: "I guess he didn't see you right away when he got back, and his emotions showed on his face."

Hearing him say whatever he wanted in front of the child without any restraint, Mi Yao rolled her eyes, ignored him, and turned to leave the house.

Xiao Chuan carried Xiao Shan and quickly followed without saying a word. Mi Yao was impatiently watching him slow down to keep up with her, and she looked at him, only to see him curl up his lips and give her a carefree and lively smile.

When Mi Yao saw the smile on his face, she was taken aback.

Xiao Chuan is four years older than the original owner of this body, and is only eleven years old now. He is still ten years away from becoming the bloodthirsty overlord in the book.

Aside from his inherently cold personality, perhaps because he knew he was young and that his colleagues would look down on him even if he had military achievements, Xiao Chuan usually had eyes as deep as a cold pool, and his lips would either be a forced, mocking smile or a controlled, cold laugh.

In her eyes, he was a stoic and restrained man, so restrained that it was tinged with a bloodthirsty gloom.

Because of this perception, she often forgets his age and takes it for granted that he is a mature and stable man who can judge all her emotions from her demands and make rational choices.

Now, as the golden hues of twilight dance on his face, his handsome features gain a touch of youthful wildness.

She couldn't help but wonder if he was really rational at his age.

Later, when he thinks back to how he went to great lengths to please a woman, will he be so angry that he tears her apart?

When he noticed Mi Yao staring at him in a daze, Xiao Chuan subconsciously suppressed his smile, but the next moment he raised his lips again: "Do you think my smile is handsome?"

Mi Yao loved to praise people, and Xiao Shan and Xiao Liang followed her example. Xiao Chuan heard so many compliments about her appearance from them that she gradually stopped feeling embarrassed to mention it directly.

"Um."

Mi Yao nodded generously, her gaze taking a more serious look at Xiao Chuan's eyes and brows, which were bathed in light.

The atmosphere was just right. Xiao Chuan's Adam's apple bobbed, but before his neck could tilt forward, Xiao Shan in his arms pressed his finger to the corner of his mouth and raised it upward: "Mother, do I look good when I smile?"

"Mother, am I handsome?"

Xiao Liang followed closely behind, saying, "My skin is fair and tender, and my face is chubby!"

Xiao Chuan glanced down at Xiao Liang, who hadn't grown much taller. Perhaps his body sensed that he would be beaten up if he grew up, which was why he was growing so slowly.

After dinner, seeing how happy Mi Yao's family was, Zhen Jing missed her husband terribly. She took Manman and went out of the mansion to find Yu Shaoyang and experience the warmth of family.

Before leaving, Zhen Jing reminded Mi Yao to give Xiao Chuan more guidance, and not to be stubborn if things didn't work out. She also told her not to stay up all night behind closed doors, and not to hold her nose and drink medicine as soon as she went out. Although it was a reminder, Zhen Jing hesitated for a long time but still couldn't help but tell her that if the medicine to strengthen her body worked well, she could give the prescription to Yu Shaoyang.

Mi Yao couldn't help but wonder just how spineless her brother was because her sister-in-law was always so concerned about things in the bedroom.

The image kept flashing uncontrollably in her mind. Shaking her head, Mi Yao walked quickly forward, hoping the cool breeze could blow away the impurities in her mind.

Seeing Mi Yao quicken her pace, Xiao Chuan blocked the three tagalongs' path: "Your mother and I are going to have a romantic chat. If you want to take a walk, take a different route where you won't run into us."

Xiao Yi only vaguely understood what he was saying, but he immediately stopped and bowed, saying, "Your son will take Ichiro and Shan'er to take our leave now, so as not to disturb Father and Mother."

Xiao Shan and Xiao Liang stared wide-eyed at Xiao Chuan.

What is "talking about love"?

"Do I also want to have a romantic relationship with my mother?"

Upon hearing Xiao Chuan's words, Mi Yao wished she could run away so she wouldn't have to face him, this peacock with its tail feathers spread wide. But when she heard the child's question, she stopped.

I'm curious how Xiao Chuan will respond.

"Talking about love is a private matter between husband and wife."

Having said that, knowing the nature of these two sycophants, Xiao Chuan lowered his phoenix eyes and continued, "Stop your nonsense and nonsense. You still rely on me for food and drink, and you even have trouble moving a stool. Wait until the day you have the ability to properly punch me instead of being afraid of my scolding while flattering and praising me, and then you try to steal my wife."

Xiao Chuan's words successfully wiped the sweet smiles off the two chubby little ones' faces.

Having shaken off his tagalong, Xiao Chuan picked a delicate pink double-petaled hibiscus on his way to find Mi Yao, and then pinned the flower in her hair after finding her.

"I picked this flower to give to you because I thought it looked fresh and tender, but now that I've put it on you, it doesn't look fresh or tender anymore. Huhu, how did you manage to be so beautiful?"

The pavilion where Mi Yao was sitting was surrounded by hibiscus trees. She stopped here to admire the flowers and thought that the blooming hibiscus was like a pile of brocade, so beautiful and elegant that it was beyond compare. Who knew that Xiao Chuan would come up and give her such a compliment.

Turning to look at Xiao Chuan's slightly raised eyebrows, she realized that flattery was too easy to imitate. As long as she lowered her pride, she could be praised as an angel in Xiao Chuan's mouth.

"I am more beautiful than a flower, how dare you, a lecherous man, covet me?"

"Other lecherous men are naturally out of the question, but fortunately I am the most handsome man in the world, so I can barely be a match for you, a celestial being."

When it came to talking about love, Xiao Chuan didn't use it as an excuse. He had clearly put a lot of thought into it. However, he hadn't developed a thick skin yet. He could say slick words smoothly, but his ears were burning red.

Mi Yao stared at his ears, which were red in the afterglow of the sunset, for a moment. She couldn't resist any longer, so she stood on tiptoe, grabbed his shoulder, and bit the tip of his ear.