Relos frowned slightly.

Remembering the benefits of chicken stewed in durian shell with ginger, his moist eyes slanted slightly as he glared at the Empress, giving her a warning.

The Queen, oblivious to his warning, put down the durian shell and stewed chicken, then served herself the durian stewed chicken.

As she stood up, she pressed down hard on Jiang Si's instep before letting go.

How strong is that dog's leg strength?

The ginger shreds almost made the table flip over.

"Your Majesty, this whole pot of durian shell stewed chicken is yours." Jiang Si smiled through her pain, revealing her teeth, "Empress sister-in-law, please eat more durian stewed chicken; it's good for nourishing your yin and replenishing your blood!"

The Empress nodded and smiled with satisfaction: "I will eat more and not disappoint Xiao Si."

Leilos stared at the durian shell stewed chicken in front of him for a long time before picking up a spoon and elegantly drinking the soup.

A meal.

Jiang Si deeply understood what a light bulb was.

That's her, the 800-watt light bulb.

The brother-in-law brazenly wiped the emperor's mouth and fed him.

At first, His Majesty the Emperor was a little embarrassed and reminded him several times that she was still there.

But the eldest brother-in-law's twisted logic was too much to bear: "Your Majesty, it is said that the eldest brother is like a father. Agares was basically raised by you, so you are even closer."

"As a parent, you need to set an example. You need to let Jiang Si experience the love from her family. This way, she will be more likely to love Agareth in the future."

Is he referring to subtle influence?

p oh.

He clearly caught a lone dog and was abusing it.

His Majesty the Emperor was persuaded by his fallacious arguments.

They enjoyed their meal very much.

Jiang Si was utterly humiliated.

He channeled his grief and anger into his appetite, eating a durian mille-feuille, leaving only one piece for each of them, and consuming the rest himself.

Eat well.

Leave the kitchen.

Jiang Si scooped the ginger egg from the bowl and, after being taken to the palace where Agares had once lived, turned to look at the stunningly beautiful queen in a red dress: "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

Her Majesty the Empress raised her eyebrows and said, “My dear, you can’t sleep, you can’t sleep alone. I’m not like you. I have a love nest. I don’t even want to get up in the morning. I just want to sleep day and night.”

Jiang Si, suddenly struck by a sharp rebuke: "..."

The Empress, with a wicked smile on her beautiful face, continued to subtly criticize Jiang Si: "How pitiful. It's fortunate that the temperature on the capital planet is suitable. If this were a planet where it snows all the time, someone like you definitely wouldn't be able to keep warm!"

Jiang Si, who had been stabbed twice in the heart, said: "It's none of your business if I can't warm it up. I think you're the one who's going to get hurt..."

Before she could finish saying "beat her," the Empress reached out and patted her shoulder, absorbing some of her spiritual energy and interrupting her, saying, "Child, you have a long way to go. I have high hopes for you. You should flirt when the time is right."

“Agares showed me your round, perky little bottom, your white and straight legs, and your tiny waist that I could snap in half with one hand.”

"I told you that he was his newlywed wife, who was visiting the palace and cooking for His Majesty."

"His Majesty sent him a video call simply to let him see what his young wife looks like, but he never expected him to misunderstand so deeply."

"Sigh, I didn't even have a chance to punish him for copying the criminal code before he turned red and hung up on me."

"This shows that, my dear, if you want to take the lead in the family, you must turn passivity into initiative. Take a shower, send a picture of yourself in bed or something. That's what you call subtle influence."

"What His Majesty taught you was too subtle. You need to stimulate a man. Alright, go take a shower and send me some bedroom photos."

After saying that, he withdrew his hand, turned around, and left.

Jiang Si was stunned for a moment, then exclaimed, "Dad, this is your experience. Do you have a little notebook? Send me one so I can hide under the covers and study it...study it?"

The Queen didn't even turn her head, waving her hand: "This is other people's experience. My experience is useless if you don't have the necessary skills. Goodnight, mwah!"

Is her hardware inadequate?

She doesn't have a waist?

No breasts?

No buttocks?

Still no legs?

What does it mean if the hardware is insufficient?

no……

Jiang Si's eyes widened suddenly.

I realized it.

Cheap babe is driving.

He was showing off to her, conquering His Majesty the Emperor of the Empire with "hardware".

She, lacking any so-called "hardware," could only rely on flirting and sending bedroom photos.

Heavens above!

Oh, Earth!

Damn scoundrel.

Such a public display of affection is so abusive; aren't they afraid of being struck by lightning?

The next morning.

Did Jiang Si wake up because Jiang Dandan was rolling around on the bed?

I opened my eyes and looked at the unfamiliar bed. It took me a while to come to my senses. This was my cheap husband's bed, a big bed measuring 2 meters by 2.5 meters.

My cheap husband has been sleeping in this bed for over 10 years.

She activated her personal terminal, took a picture of her fair and delicate feet, posted it on the StarNet, and captioned it: "Woke up in my husband's bed!"

Click send.

It was sent not long ago.

As one netizen commented: "Not only is the boss a great cook, but his voice is also beautiful. He's even friends with a level 7 plant healer. And even his toes are something to play with for half a year."

"I can play with my feet for half a year and my calves for a year without any problem. So, buddy, did the friend who gave you the durian tell you where he bought it?"

"I also want to know where to buy durian. I want to stew chicken in durian shell to strengthen my body, nourish my yin and kidneys, and not let my wife complain."

Jiang Si scrolled through the comments and rolled around on the big bed.

Jiang Dandan, thinking she was playing with it, rolled around even more fiercely, rolling up and down, swaying left and right, rolling in whatever way it wanted.

After finishing the ginger roll, I lay on the bed and posted another nine-grid photo: four pictures of the durian meal I cooked yesterday, four pictures of durian, and one in the middle with a picture of Bo Gouzei kneeling on a durian, captioned: "Durian shell stewed with chicken nourishes the kidneys, durian stewed with chicken nourishes yin, durian can be used to make desserts, but all these benefits are not as good as kneeling on a durian."

"If someone in the family doesn't listen to you, make them kneel on a durian. It won't hurt them much, but it will be extremely humiliating. I guarantee they won't disobey you again next time."

"Star Friends, you deserve it."

After writing your message, click send.

Jiang Si posted two updates early this morning.

It immediately sparked a frenzy on the StarNet.

The entire internet is searching for durians; chickens and eggs are sold out.

Some observant and bored fans, judging from the fabric of the knee on the durian, boldly speculated that the quality and color of the military uniform indicated that the man was definitely a general.

Fans then speculated that the woman's husband was a high-ranking military officer, holding the rank of general.

I didn't see any of these ginger shreds.

After sending the message, she got out of bed with Jiang Dandan in her arms, brushed her teeth, washed her face, and left the bedroom.

Then a palace maid came and presented a red dress, a row of high heels, a row of headdresses, and a row of jewelry, and said respectfully, "Your Highness, Princess Consort, please choose what you want to wear today."

Jiang Si pointed to the red dress: "Are you serious? It's just one red dress, and you want me to choose?"

Wearing a skirt with high heels makes you clumsy in a fight.

Then he tossed his head and asked, "Who am I fighting with in the palace?"

Bo Xilai, you scoundrel?

He doesn't need to be beaten; someone's made him kneel on durians!

The maid replied respectfully, "There are no dresses to choose from, but you can choose other ones. This dress was chosen for you by the Empress."

Did her brother-in-law pick it out for her?

What tricks is he playing?

Jiang Si took the skirt and went to change.

A beautiful, flowing, asymmetrical red dress that falls past the knees, paired with red high heels, and her long hair styled in curls, adorned with jewelry.

Jiang Si stomped her foot. The high heels fit well and were of good quality; they should be fine for fighting.

Bo Xilai, that scoundrel, has a sharp eye; he made a good choice!

So she carried Jiang Dandan in her left hand and walked out of the palace in high heels.

Outside the palace.

Bo Jichen was wearing a black military uniform, and his hair was still tied in a small bun at the back of his head. The pendant under the bun had changed and turned into a small apple with a turquoise color, about the size of a thumb.

The little apple swayed under his little tuft of hair, attracting a lot of attention.

He saw Jiang Si come out and stretched out his arm.

Jiang Si narrowed her eyes, slipped her hand inside his arm, and took his arm, asking naturally, "Daddy, where are we going?"

Bo Jichen's purple eyes flashed with a glint of light: "Go to the Elders' Council and the Conference Hall, help your husband swindle military funds, and while you're at it, Daddy will take you to take down some scumbags."