Reborn Daqin, I am the emperor

Chapter 381 The first day of marriage

The emperor's laughter stopped, and Nan Yan opened her eyes, only to feel that she was about to suffocate at this moment.

Under her gaze, the smile on the emperor's face was no longer there. Those deep eyes, like bright stars, were staring at her face, making one feel that there was nowhere to escape.

"His Majesty!"

Nan Yan's voice was low and hoarse.

"Shh!"

Ying Shou made a silent gesture, looked at Nan Yan tenderly, stretched out his big hand, and gently stroked that beautiful face.

"Ok!"

Nan Yan snorted lightly, feeling endless tenderness welling up in her heart, which made her tremble uncontrollably.

"Have you been tired all this time?"

Ying Shou's voice sounded magnetic and full of tenderness.

"Ok?"

Nan Yan nodded slightly. At this moment, an inexplicable feeling came to her heart, which made her want to raise her hand and hug the man in front of her.

"have a rest!"

Suddenly, Ying Shou turned over and lay down on the dragon floor, wrapped his arms around Nan Yan, and held Nan Yan in his arms. He lowered her forehead with his chin, and felt a burst of beautiful hair fragrance.

"Your Majesty, is this... resting?"

Nan Yan's beautiful eyes trembled, and she nestled in Ying Shou's arms, her voice carried a hint of shyness, a hint of relief, and a hint of tension and excitement.

"I've been tired for so long, I should be tired too, so I can rest and serve me again in the future!"

Ying Shou hugged Nan Yan distressedly, and said in a low voice.

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

Nan Yan was moved in her heart, she thought that the emperor would be desperate tonight, after all, the one who loves her most in the palace is the emperor.

Inside and outside the government and the public, the one who cherishes himself the most is still His Majesty.

Ying Shou hugged Nanyan quietly, and after a while, he heard the sound of even breathing, and the person in his arms had already fallen asleep.

The corners of Ying Shou's mouth rose slightly, and with a gentle smile, he took a deep breath and slowly closed his eyes.

Time goes by, the moon sets and the sun rises.

The next day, no one woke up. It was not until the sun was shining that Ying Shou came slowly, but there was no one around him.

After sitting up from the bed, Ying Shou squinted his eyes involuntarily as he looked out of the main hall at the rising sun hanging high in the sky.

"Your Majesty is awake!"

"The concubine has seen His Majesty!"

At this moment, outside the dormitory, a fluttering figure came, dressed in a phoenix crown and Xiayi, followed by a dozen court ladies, walked into the dormitory to salute.

"What time is it now?"

Ying Shou looked at Nan Yan in front of him and asked with a smile.

"Return to Your Majesty, this is the time!"

Nan Yan said softly.

"this late?"

Ying Shou stretched out his hand and rubbed his head. Last night was the most peaceful night he slept since he came to this era.

For some reason, it was as if the heaven and the earth were wrapping him in the center. That wonderful feeling made all his perceptions completely disappear. This sleep lasted for five hours.

"Be flat!"

Seeing Nan Yan still kneeling there, Ying Shou waved his hands and said, "Why didn't you wake me up?"

Nan Yan kowtowed, got up and came to Ying Shou, stretched out her small hands, kneaded Ying Shou's shoulders, and said softly: "Look at your Majesty sleeping soundly, and my concubines don't want to disturb you."

"Now that His Majesty wakes up, he must be hungry. Nan Yan has already prepared breakfast for His Majesty, let the concubines serve His Majesty to wash and eat!"

Ying Shou nodded slightly, got up and got out of bed, changed into a black dragon robe under Nan Yan's service, and after washing up, he saw that the maids behind Nan Yan had already put a bowl of porridge on the table.

Ying Shou knelt down in front of the table, and as Nan Yan lifted the casserole, a strong fragrance came over him.

This scent not only has the scent of porridge, but also seems to be mixed with other strange scents. As for the smell, Ying Shou can't smell it, but it makes his index finger move, he can't help talking, his eyes light up.

"Well, it smells so good!"

Ying Shou exclaimed.

This era is too backward, and in terms of cooking, it is completely incomparable with later generations.

In later generations, all kinds of dishes are dazzling, but in this era, porridge is porridge, corn porridge, without any peculiarities.

But the casserole porridge that Nanyan brought up at this moment surprised Ying Shou inexplicably. The taste alone was more irresistible than all the porridge Ying Shou had eaten in his previous life.

Especially after the mist evaporated, the excellent color was like a work of art, which amazed Ying Shou.

I saw that in this porridge, the rice was white, but the soup was golden yellow.

In the rice porridge, there are actually various flower petals, it is really a hundred flowers blooming, absolutely beautiful.

"Your Majesty, my concubine once learned how to cook with a master, a descendant of Pao Ding. Because of his greed, he developed all kinds of medicinal food by himself!"

"This porridge is called Hundred Flowers Golden Soup. It is a kind of porridge specially made by my concubine. The prescription is prepared by my concubine herself. It has the effect of refreshing and strengthening the body."

"Once upon a time, my father praised the concubine, saying that although the concubine was greedy, she was a person with good food. This combination is wonderful. Please try it, Your Majesty, and see how it goes!"

Nan Yan smiled lightly, and served Ying Shouchen a bowl of rice porridge with a jade bowl beside her.

Ying Shou picked it up, pawed it lightly, and his eyes lit up.

I just feel that the millet porridge seems to be plump, but after entering the mouth, with a light tap of the tongue, it immediately turns into a soup, mixed with the golden soup, and with the addition of hundreds of herbs, it is mixed into an unprecedented fragrance. The best in the world.

"Okay, wonderful!"

Ying Shou's eyes lit up, he looked at Nan Yan, and said with a smile, "I know you are a glutton, but I didn't expect you to have such a skill."

"Well, it seems that in the future, I have to consider changing the imperial chef, do you have any objection?"

Nan Yan giggled coquettishly, and said: "As long as His Majesty is willing, my concubine is willing to prepare meals for His Majesty every day. But Your Majesty, I would like to ask my concubine for something. Is it possible?"

Ying Shou picked up the jade bowl in front of Nan Yan, served Nan Yan a bowl of porridge himself, and said with a smile, "Just say what you want, there's no need to be polite to me!"

Nan Yan stretched out her hand to take the porridge from Ying Shou, and said expectantly, "Your Majesty, my concubine needs two helpers."

"Although this maid in the palace is very nice, she gives the concubine a feeling of unfamiliarity, and she dare not let the concubine get tired, and doesn't know how to get along with her."

"So the concubine would like to ask Your Majesty, can I let the concubine's maid in her mother's house also enter the palace, stay by the concubine's side, and help the concubine more while talking with the concubine, how about it?"

When Ying Shou heard this, he couldn't help being astonished, and said with a smile, "That's it, sure. In the future, you don't need to come and ask me about this kind of thing."

"You are the empress, the mother of the world, the master of the harem, everything in the harem is taken care of by you, there is no need to care what other people think!"

"Okay, let's eat first, and later, you send someone to upload them!"

While talking, Ying Shou picked up the soup and porridge, and began to eat it.

(End of this chapter)