That pig!
No, how come this person has time to play around?!
The person inside was none other than the busy emperor.
Seeing Jiang Shuyue stunned, Xiao Jingzhao raised his eyebrows slightly.
"What, does the Moon Goddess not welcome me, or has she forgotten me after not seeing me for a few days?"
"No, no, Your Majesty is joking. It's just quite unexpected."
Jiang Shuyue entered the carriage and sat opposite Xiao Jingzhao.
This guy is so unserious; she almost got hooked on his words.
How vain! Who even remembers him? Who's forgotten him?!
The moment Jiang Shuyue lifted the carriage curtain, Xiao Jingzhao felt a sudden light in his eyes.
Her stunning beauty was accentuated by the red fox fur cloak, making her appear even more charming and lovely.
A faint scent of roses wafted over, stirring his heart.
The woman before me is more beautiful than any flower.
She noticed that the person sitting opposite her seemed to be glaring at her, but upon closer inspection, she saw a faint smile in her eyes.
The two locked eyes for a moment, and Jiang Shuyue glimpsed a strange emotion in the other's eyes.
The person in front of me was exceptionally handsome, sitting quietly, exuding the aura of someone in a superior position.
Those phoenix eyes shone like stars, and when you looked into their eyes, there was a captivating attraction that made you want to fall in love.
His gaze was somewhat intense.
She hurriedly looked away.
The interior of the carriage was even more luxurious than the exterior of the horse-drawn carriage, like a miniature version of a heated chamber.
The room was furnished with a soft couch and a coffee table, and there were also some exquisite pastries on the table.
There were also hanging clothes racks on the walls of the carriage, on which hung a black cloak with gold trim.
The carriage was warm, but Jiang Shuyue looked around and didn't see any charcoal braziers or heaters.
Once the carriage starts moving, you can hardly feel any bumps.
Jiang Shuyue untied her cloak and asked curiously, "Your carriage is warm even without a heater. I wonder what material the carriage walls are made of?"
I want to get myself a carriage that saves so much coal someday.
Xiao Jingzhao seemed to see through Jiang Shuyue's thoughts. He took the cloak that Jiang Shuyue had taken off and hung it on a mahogany clothes rack on the side of the carriage.
Whether intentionally or unintentionally, as he took the cloak, his fingers lightly touched the back of Jiang Shuyue's hand.
Jiang Shuyue felt a strange sensation passing through her body.
Before she could savor it, Xiao Jingzhao's gentle voice rang out again.
"There is an iron stove under the soft couch, which is fixed to the iron plate of the carriage."
Jiang Shuyue had to admit that the craftsman who built this carriage was incredibly clever.
"You got up early today. You haven't had breakfast yet, have you? Try the pastries made by the new imperial chef."
Xiao Jingzhao pushed the plate of delicate pastries toward her.
Knowing she had to travel, Jiang Shuyue ate two cabbage buns and half a bowl of red bean porridge for breakfast.
If she weren't in such a hurry, she could have had a bowl of red bean porridge.
She gently pushed the plate back. "Thank you, Your Majesty. I've already had breakfast. It's still quite a distance from here to Yan Hui Mountain. I'll eat again when I get hungry."
Xiao Jingzhao picked up the teapot and poured her another half cup of hot tea.
"This is Yunwu Maojian tea, a pre-Qingming tea. It has a light flavor. Please try it."
Jiang Shuyue couldn't refuse this time, so she thanked him and took a sip.
She really only took a small bite, fearing that she might need to use the restroom on the road, especially since Xiao Jingzhao was sitting in the carriage.
We'll rest on the way.
"Cough cough!"
Jiang Shuyue accidentally choked and coughed.
Does this person have mind-reading abilities? How does he know what I'm worried about?
Whether it was from the choking or the warmth of the carriage, Jiang Shuyue's face flushed slightly.
Xiao Jingzhao looked at Jiang Shuyue with his moist eyes, "You and Gao Mu's family seemed very happy just now, is there some happy event in the manor?"
Jiang Shuyue looked up at Xiao Jingzhao, and for some reason, she smiled mischievously and said, "Nothing particularly joyous, we're just discussing a pig."
Seeing Xiao Jingzhao's bewildered expression, Jiang Shuyue was certain that this guy couldn't read minds; he was just a little more perceptive than the average person.
Xiao Jingzhao was surprised, "Pigs? Does Yue Niang intend to raise pigs?"
Xiao Jingzhao knew that after she invented the barbecue method, the villagers started raising large numbers of rabbits and goats for meat.
If Ruoyue Niang asked the head of the estate to expand pig farming, Xiao Jingzhao wouldn't find it strange at all.
Jiang Shuyue shook her head, "No, I won't raise them. I have too many things to do, I don't have time to raise pigs."
Looking at the devilishly handsome face opposite her, Jiang Shuyue smiled warmly.
He secretly grumbled to himself, "You're busy with state affairs during the day and have to work with your three thousand concubines at night. You must be exhausted. Even pigs have a better life than you."
It's a pity that such a handsome appearance was wasted; his body was hollowed out. It would be a shame if he died young.
Xiao Jingzhao was unaware that the little woman opposite him was already lost in thought about what had happened after his death.
"Moon Lady, did Sui Sui tell you when he came home? I have arranged another teacher for him at the Imperial Academy."
"ah!"
"oh."
Jiang Shuyue snapped out of her thoughts and gave a perfunctory reply.
She looked up again and met that captivating gaze.
"What does Your Majesty mean? Sui Sui came home and said he was very busy. When he was staying in the palace, you taught him internal energy cultivation techniques, but you didn't say much else."
Jiang Shuyue approves of Xiao Jingzhao teaching the children kung fu. In this world where fists reign supreme, it's always good to have exceptional skills so that one can protect oneself in times of danger.
Whenever her son said he needed to practice kung fu to protect himself, Jiang Shuyue felt as sweet as if she had eaten honey.
Jiang Shuyue couldn't help but ask, "What else has the Emperor arranged for him?"
Jiang Shuyue had a psychological trauma related to reading from her past life, and she certainly didn't want her son to become a bookworm king.
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