Xiao Jingwen actually went to the imperial kitchen to supervise them in selecting ingredients, and personally made sweet and sour pork ribs and chicken legs for Yan Xi.
Everyone in the imperial kitchen watched their Majesty cooking with trepidation, feeling both fearful and shocked, their eyes almost popping out of their heads.
Everything is ready and presented to Yan Xi.
Yan Xi's mouth was watering as he looked at the delicious sweet and sour spare ribs, chicken legs, and pastries.
Xiao Jingwen looked at his greedy look with a gentle expression and wanted to feed him himself, but Yan Xi thought he was too slow and did it herself.
Yan Xi ate the sweet and sour pork ribs first. It was sour and sweet, the meat was delicious, soft and sticky, and the familiar taste made him almost cry.
So delicious!
This is the taste of happiness!
Absolutely amazing!
The sweet and sour pork ribs made by Xiao Jingwen are even more delicious than those made by Murong Xing. The cooking time, sourness and sweetness are perfectly controlled, which is exactly what he likes.
Yan Xi's cheeks were bulging as he ate, making him look like a little hamster, so cute.
Xiao Jingwen unconsciously curled his lips and lazily supported his chin to admire it.
His gaze was too intense, and Yan Xi couldn't ignore it. She simply picked up a piece and stuffed it into his mouth, "You eat it too."
Xiao Jingwen opened his thin lips slightly, staring at him with eyes full of smiles, and took the food in his mouth without caring at all. He used the same pair of chopsticks as him. At the end, he did not forget to comment, "It tastes very good, very sweet."
Hearing this, Yan Xi rolled her eyes and said, "Wang Po is just bragging about her own melons."
Xiao Jingwen chuckled and stared at his lips. "I'm talking about the piece you gave me. It tastes great, very sweet, and has your flavor."
"!!!" Yan Xi's eyes suddenly widened. He forgot to chew the meat in his mouth and swallowed it. He glanced at the palace maids and eunuchs serving on his left and right in panic, his face slightly red. "You, what are you talking about? Don't say that!"
What does he smell like? What a shameful line!
Some eunuchs and palace maids who had served in the palace for a long time lowered their heads silently, secretly determined in their hearts.
They would never tell Young Master Yan Xi that their Majesty took advantage of the two years that Young Master Yan Xi was in a coma to hug him and ask for kisses many times every day.
Well, they are loyal and would never say anything nonsense.
Otherwise, the young master would be so embarrassed.
You can’t do that.
Yan Xi was so embarrassed that she glared at him fiercely, feeling so ashamed that she wished she could dig a hole in the ground and crawl into it.
Facing the scorching gazes and the despair of social doom, Yan Xi successfully ate his fill.
In the evening, Xiao Jingwen took him to the imperial study.
Ji Wushang had been waiting for a while, and when he saw the two of them coming over in a loving relationship, he couldn't help but smile.
After chatting for a while, Xiao Jingwen and Ji Wushang talked about political affairs.
Yan Xi, who had just woken up, felt weak and couldn't understand what they were saying. Soon he became drowsy and fell asleep quietly on the table.
Seeing this, Xiao Jingwen picked up the person and placed him on the bed in the study, where Xiao Jingwen occasionally rested.
Ji Wushang and Xiao Jingwen walked out with serious expressions.
"Uncle, what do you think?" Xiao Jingwen looked at him closely.
Ji Wushang looked at the sleeping man behind him and said in a heavy tone, "His internal organs are severely damaged. I can only keep him for three months at most."
"Three months..." Xiao Jingwen muttered in a daze, and it took him a long time to come back to his senses, "It's enough."
After saying this, he pulled the corners of his pale lips and smiled slowly, with watery glints in his black eyes.
Ji Wushang moved his lips, but didn't know what to say.
Xiao Jingwen looked at Yan Xi lying on the bed and said with a smile: "These past few years were actually stolen by me. I wanted to steal them for the rest of my life, but perhaps my sins of killing were too great, and God didn't want me to continue and wanted to cut it all off. But... I never regretted it."
Ji Wushang looked at him, silent.
He had never loved anyone in his life and didn't understand that kind of feeling.
In his opinion, love is a very short-lived thing.
The deep love of youth can also turn into boredom.
No one can't live without the other.
But along the way, he felt it deeply from him.
Perhaps without Yan Xi, he really wouldn't live long.
Even if the body remains, the soul will be annihilated.
To him, Yan Xi is not only his beloved, but also his only belief in life.
It seemed as if this person was born for Yan Xi and would die because of him.
Ji Wushang had once calculated that his little nephew had died once, and as soon as he woke up, he went straight to the Shangshu Mansion.
Perhaps, as he said in Magnolia Square that day, he woke up this time just because of Yan Xi, the person he regarded as his life.
Some people are like this, they love too deeply, it is engraved into their soul, becomes a habit, and cannot be erased.
Xiao Jingwen tilted his head to look at him and chuckled softly, "Uncle, do you think I'm sick, terminally ill, and incurable? But I... really have no way..."
He couldn't let go of Yan Xi.
He didn't know why either.
Why did this person break into his world so quietly, pry open the door of his heart bit by bit, occupy all his thoughts, and turn all his joys, sorrows, anger and happiness into him?
And he himself was willing to be driven by these.
I really don’t know whether it is lucky or unfortunate to meet him.
In short, whether it was pain or joy, he accepted it.
The young emperor's eyes were sore, his throat was sore, and he was filled with mixed feelings of sadness and joy. At the end of his speech, he fell silent.
Ji Wushang shook his head and smiled slightly, "No, you just love him too much. Even if it's a disease, what does it matter? This kind of disease is not shameful."
"Yeah." Xiao Jingwen laughed softly.
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