Reborn Totalitarian Queen

Chapter 1004: Wedding Dress (2)
Although Mei's appearance is unique, she also has some tricks to seduce people. It is one thing for him to be willing to follow her and pamper her, but it is not necessary for her.

At this time, Mei was pregnant again, so he was naturally not interested in doing anything, so he nodded, "Alright! I'm a little tired."

Mei Shi smiled, stood up, and dragged him gently into the inner room.

The two lay down on the bed with their clothes on, Jimo Xun closed his eyes to rest, and Mei Shi leaned in his arms, motionless.

She has a big belly, and it's not realistic to keep one posture for a long time.

After a while, Jimo Xun opened his eyes and turned his head to look over. Seeing that he was not asleep, he asked, "What's the matter? You don't look good? Are you uncomfortable? Do you want to call the imperial physician?"

"It's okay!" Mei said, looking up to meet his gaze, with an unconcealable bitterness in his expression, "I don't know where the wedding banquet will be held for King Xuan's wedding? In the past, there were thousands of mountains and rivers, and it was impossible to come to Tianjing." Forget it, right now——I miss my mother a little bit. With my current status, I can no longer show up in public, if I know when she will go out, it would be good to hide and take a look at her from a distance. "

She didn't say anything timid about being close to the hometown, lest Jimo Xun would think wrongly, and she just said that she missed her relatives, but her affection was sincere and touching.

Jimo Xun seemed to be moved by this, so he patted her on the back and said: "On the day of King Xuan's wedding, there will be a state banquet, and the banquet will be held directly in the palace. Your mother probably cannot enter the palace. But if you want See her, turn around—this palace will make arrangements for you?"

Mei's father's official position is limited, and his mother has no imperial orders, so if it is a banquet in the palace, he is naturally not qualified to attend.

Mei couldn't hide her disappointment, but she just smiled regretfully, "If that's the case, forget it. Anyway, they all think that I'm gone, and they just make mother sad when they see each other."

After speaking, she rubbed against Jimo Xun's arms again, and closed her eyes safely.

Jimo Xun stared at her face twice, there was an inexplicable gloomy light flashing in his eyes, and then he closed his eyes without saying anything.

After taking a nap and waking up, the two chatted a few more words, and Jimo Xun left first.

Mei Shi was still the same as usual, very attentive and thoughtful at the door watching him out of the yard before turning back into the house.

After coming out of the yard, Jimo Xun paused thoughtfully.

"Your Highness?" The guard beside him tried to call him in confusion.

"Tell someone to keep an eye on her." Jimo Xun spit out such a sentence abruptly.

The guard suddenly thought that he had heard it wrong, and couldn't help but confirm it again, "What did you say, Your Highness?"

"Send a few more people to watch her every move secretly." Jimo Xun said, the corners of his lips curled up in a cold and murderous arc, and he added, "No matter what she does, don't stop her. Just let me keep an eye on her!"

Is this woman still thinking about Yin Liang because of her old relationship?He wanted to see what she could do.

After Jimo Xun finished speaking, he left with a cold face without looking back, leaving the guard full of confusion and didn't know how to solve it.

All matters related to the big wedding are prepared and arranged by the Ritual Department.

Yin Zhan's side is going to reorganize and renovate the palace. The past few days have been quite busy with people coming and going. Song Chuxi has nothing to do with him, so he declares to the public that he is closed to thank guests and stays at Yin Zhan's side.

In the past few days, there are always people coming to give gifts non-stop. Yin Zhan often goes to the front yard to socialize. Song Chuxi accompanies Yin Li to read and write. So, don't let Song Chuxi be with her anymore.

It's boring to be idle, so Song Chuxi asked Wan Yao for advice this day, and wanted to try making crabapple cakes that Yin Li likes to eat.

In the first two lifetimes, she has almost never cooked, so it is not too much to say that her ten fingers do not touch the spring water.

The cook prepared all the tools and materials for her, and since she insisted on doing it herself, the place was cleared.

"The little princess's mouth has been raised by the prince, master, why don't you bother?" Wan Yao has never seen Song Chuxi cook, and just by the way she rolls up her sleeves, she thinks it is unreliable.

"I don't have the patience to learn from female celebrities. It's hopeless to sew a dress for her by myself in this life. At least I have to learn the same thing." Song Chuxi said, looking at the pots and pans on the table, he felt dizzy. He just poured some flour into the porcelain basin and threw himself all over himself first.

Wan Yao wanted to help, but she didn't need to. When she was in a dilemma, she saw Yin Zhan coming in from the yard.

"My lord!" Wan Yao quickly retreated to the door to salute.

Song Chuxi looked back, "Don't you have guests? Why did you come here?"

"What are you doing here?" Yin Zhan stepped into the kitchen, looked around suspiciously, "Where did everyone here go?"

"It was dismissed by me." Song Chuxi said.

Seeing Yin Zhan approaching, Wan Yao retreated spontaneously.

"I thought I had nothing to do, so I came here to see if I could learn a craft." Song Chuxi didn't care, and carried the water ladle to scoop water in the tank, "Nuan Nuan seems to like to eat crabapple cakes, I Try to do it."

Yin Zhan burst out laughing as if hearing a joke, and went straight up to grab the water ladle from her, "Forget it, you can't learn it, don't waste your time and things. Whatever she wants to eat, you can eat it." There is a cook for her."

With that said, he dragged Song Chuxi out.

"At least try it once." Song Chuxi pulled him back and refused, "I always feel that I should do something for her."

"Do you really want to do it?" Yin Zhan turned around and asked.

There was undisguised contempt in his eyes.

Song Chuxi could only smile wryly, and sighed resignedly, "I don't think I'm really good at it. Maybe if you catch a turkey and try to bleed it for me, I can get started faster."

Yin Zhan couldn't see her like this, so he let go of her wrist after a little deliberation, rolled up his sleeves and washed his hands, "Your hands are clumsy, since you have to do it, I'll do it."

"You?" Song Chuxi was delighted when he heard the words.

Just looking at Yin Zhan's movement of rolling up his sleeves, it was obvious that he was clumsy and nervous.

He glanced left and right at the utensils in the kitchen, then let out a vague breath, then turned to Song Chuxi as if nothing had happened, and said, "What are you going to do?"

Song Chuxi felt a little funny, and also had a bit of a bad taste, wanting to see him make a fool of himself, so he simply acted as a hands-off shopkeeper, and lifted his chin with peace of mind, "Wan Yao said that steamed cakes should be made first, and the noodles should be mixed with water first. Bar."

Yin Zhan hesitated for a while, but in the end he didn't use the flour that Song Chuxi poured out in front of him. Instead, he changed a basin and found another bowl, as if he had measured the flour and water according to a certain ratio.

(End of this chapter)