Chapter 26
When they returned to the front hall, Jin Pei and Yin Ren were serving the dishes. "Your Highness and the Princess are finally back. Chef Xu has prepared a few side dishes based on the current season. Your Highness and the Princess should try them."
Chu Sishui finished washing her hands and picked up a piece of chicken head rice. "I heard that this thing is produced in Yangzhou. Now it appears in Jinxiao City. Chef Xu is very thoughtful. Your Highness, please try it."
Rong Zhuo was in a good mood today, so he didn't need a silver knife to serve the dishes. He ate half a bowl of rice more, which made Chu Sishui beside him smile so much that her eyes were curved.
"Your Highness has never cared about what food tastes like before. It seems that this medicine and medicinal bath are effective."
Rong Zhuo nodded without refutation, "Have you prepared the medicine to take to the countryside?"
"It's all done." In the space.
Rong Zhuo rolled up his sleeves, poured a bowl of soup and placed it in front of Chu Sishui, "Thank you for your hard work, drink it quickly."
But she was already full. Well, she had just been sighing that he had finally changed, but it turned out that he was taking revenge on her for forcing him to eat.
Chu Sishui calmed down and drank the soup that was being stared at by several pairs of eyes.
At the end, he was moved and held Rong Zhuo's hand, "Thank you, Your Highness."
She feels so full, she wants to go exercise.
The coolness of the night made people feel quite comfortable. Rong Zhuo lay on the bed and read the rice manual for a long time. Seeing Chu Sishui still doing some strange postures, he said, "It's time to go to bed. It's not good if you sprain your ankle."
How could I sprain my leg while doing yoga? "It's because you made me drink such a big bowl of soup."
Rong Zhuo, "Do not do to others what you do not want others to do to you."
She just knew it.
"From tomorrow on, you can eat whatever you want. I won't force you to eat two bowls of rice."
Rong Zhuo, "How can I waste your kindness?"
Chu Sishui said, "Then three bowls of rice for each meal tomorrow. This is the amount of food a man should eat. What's more, the bowl is so small. Your Highness has to train and massage every day, so he must ensure adequate nutrition."
Rong Zhuo put down the manual, "..."
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The summer rain comes and goes quickly, and the weather becomes hot in the blink of an eye.
Chu Sishui asked Yin Ren to arrange the carriages for everyone, then he stepped onto the horse stool and got into the carriage. The interior of the carriage was more than spacious, and considering Rong Zhuo's wheelchair, the carriage was almost emptied except for some books and snacks. All they had to do was ask for what they wanted.
Chu Sishui sat next to Rong Zhuo as the vehicle moved slowly. Considering that it was very inconvenient for Rong Zhuo to stay overnight, Yin Ren changed the journey to two days and one night and only slept in the post station tonight.
An hour later, the vehicle was on the official road, speeding up. Chu Sishui saw Rong Zhuo still reading the rice manual, so she came over curiously, "Husband, are you studying rice planting?"
Rong Zhuo hadn't gotten used to her graceful and roundabout way of addressing her husband for a while, and his heart skipped a beat. "I was just taking a look."
I've been watching it for several days, and it's still okay to just take a look.
Rong Zhuo looked up and saw the resentment in Chu Sishui's eyes, "Are you bored?"
"Not really, I'm just a little stuffy." After saying that, he picked up the pickled plum beside him and took a bite, then picked up another one and stuffed it into Rong Zhuo's pocket.
Rong Zhuo bit the pickled plum unexpectedly and was in trouble for a moment.
Chu Sishui grinned wickedly and pushed with his finger, and the dried plum entered his mouth.
Someone ate slowly.
Chu Sishui asked seriously, "Is it delicious?"
"good."
Another piece.
Chu Sishui was in a good mood. She picked up the sketchbook next to her and started reading while leaning against Rong Zhuo.
I have to say that someone sitting in a wheelchair is a natural pillow for her.
Rong Zhuo couldn't do anything else at the moment, so he just followed her pace and started reading.
The Unfaithful Man and the Fairy
Rong Zhuo, "..."
Doesn't he know that these books are already published by bookstores now?
With soft fingers, he turned the first page and saw: The young master of the He family was as cold as ice. He was now twenty-four years old and still unmarried. One day, when he was returning home from work, he saw a woman selling herself to bury her father on the way. He was originally cold and heartless, but when he saw the affectionate eyes of the woman, he was stunned. So the young master of the He family bought her and took her home.
The girl's name is Yangyang. As her name suggests, her watery eyes can soften people's hearts. Yangyang is enthusiastic and lively, and she hangs around Young Master He every day.
The young master of the He family fell in love with them day after day, and the two of them were so absorbed in making love that they didn't know what was going on.
When Master He wanted to marry her, Yangyang refused, "I am lucky to be by your side in this life, how can I expect to be your main wife."
Young Master He originally felt that Yangyang was wronged by their having an affair without a matchmaker, but now that he heard her heartwarming words, I'm afraid he would be able to give her his heart. He immediately pointed to the sky and swore, "If He Xuan betrays you, I will cut him into pieces."
The two were inseparable for a while, and they wished they could stick together all the time for the twelve hours of the day. But something unexpected happened in a moment. He Xuan met another woman who also sold herself to bury her father.
He Xuan brought her home. The girl's name was Huanhuan. She was very pitiful. He Xuan couldn't control himself for a moment, and they had their wedding night that day.
Just when He Xuan thought he would enjoy the happiness of having two wives, he knew that Huanhuan and Yangyang were actually black birds, who came into the world to experience human love.
"Sister, now we have experienced love enough. Men in the world are just like this. They fall in love with every woman they meet. Let me kill him so that he won't harm other women again."
As soon as he finished speaking, He Xuan pushed the door open and saw the two people. He immediately knelt down and begged for mercy, saying that he had no intention of blasphemy, but was just confused for a moment.
"You have a great eloquence when a woman is bewildered by your words and has to suffer the consequences." After she finished speaking, Huanhuan drew out her sword and killed him with one blow.
He picked up the sad Yangyang and flew away.
——Author, Bai Xiaosheng
Chu Sishui was still lamenting that there were still open-minded authors in the feudal dynasty who were willing to stand up for women.
Then she saw a white hand placing the book in her hand aside.
"Not all men are unfaithful. Read less of these stories."
Chu Sishui nodded in understanding and picked up another book.
Rong Zhuo turned his head to look at "The Daily Life of a Widow"
Rong Zhuo, "..."
It's time to clean up the folk bookstores.
Chu Sishui ignored the inexplicable gaze beside her and turned to the first page:
Widow Huang had just married her husband when he died.
From then on, Widow Huang tied her hair up and became a woman. She originally thought that this would be how her life would go on.
But the next few men brought twists and turns to her life.
The way her uncle looked at her seemed more and more strange. He had cut her hair with his own hands yesterday. She was scared and expectant, but she didn't know what she was expecting.
That night...
Just as Chu Sishui was about to turn the page, Rong Zhuo pulled her away.
Sure enough, what followed were stories of corrupt ethics, cheating, and extramarital affairs.
Widow Huang first married her younger uncle, and they did those things every day. Fortunately, the author's writing skills are good, and he described those things in a romantic but not vulgar way.
It really makes people want to keep watching.
Rong Zhuo also did so, and then the widow Huang and the Taoist priest, the escaped young master, and the wandering prince each had a wonderful story, it was really...
Rong Zhuo couldn't bear to watch it anymore.
Close the book and put it at the bottom to hold it down.
Chu Sishui looked at his expression and didn't know whether he was happy or unhappy. This story was not as exciting as modern novels. In her previous life, she did scientific research every day, and her only hobby was to read novels to relieve stress.
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