Tyrant Be Good, I'll Love You

"Jing, you're here." Shen Zhiqiao greeted him as usual like a beautiful butterfly, smiling as he pulled his hand towards the dining table. "Look, I made these myself. Your beloved lettuce, bamboo shoot, and wooden ear, winter melon soup …"

"Understood …" I've eaten. " Qi Mujing held her hand back, then pushed her to sit by the table. He looked towards Nan Yue and said, "I didn't know that Imperial Consort Duan was here, so I apologize for my rudeness."

Nan Yue harrumphed, "Marquis Qi is busy, how could I, a small wangfei, dare to make the marquis act so courteously?"

Qi Mujing's mouth sank, but he didn't say anything. Instead, he picked up a chopstick from the table, picked up a bamboo shoot, and placed it on Shen Zhiqiao's plate, "Today, I need to go to the palace to report to the emperor about the King's departure. Don't wait for me for dinner."

Shen Zhi Qiao's hands trembled and his eyes drooped. "Okay!"

"Eat!" As Qi Mujing spoke, he added more meat into her bowl.

Watching the dishes gradually pile up in his bowl, Shen Zhiqiao was dazed for a moment.

He remembered the last time he cooked for her and it was the first time she cooked for him.

Now that he thought about it, it had been a long time since they had eaten together.

Closing his eyes, he calmed himself down. Shen Zhiqiao picked up a winter melon and placed it next to his mouth, "Jing, you have some too. I've been cooking for a long time …"

Qi Mujing looked troubled, but he still swallowed it.

Shen Zhiqiao laughed, but his other hand instantly tightened around his fist, "Ah Jing, try out my Red Braised Silver Carp …"

Bang.

Nan Yue slammed her palm on the table and stood up from the stool. Her face was red with anger as she glared at Shen Zhi Qiao.

She did not understand, when was she going to force herself to act like this?!

She clearly believed that since the situation had developed to this point, even if she didn't cause a huge ruckus, there was no need for her to act humbly and act as if nothing had happened as she helped him wash the vegetables and cook the meal.

Furthermore, he bitterly waited for two to six hours in exchange for his already eaten answer.

How could she remain so indifferent? How can I... You can still laugh?

The sudden loud noise didn't stop Shen Zhi Qiao from moving. She didn't even have the corner of her eyes open. She still smiled as she twisted a piece of fish and carefully picked out a small thorn from the meat and fed it to Qi Mujing's mouth.

Qi Mujing looked at him deeply. He ate what she fed him.

Nan Yue looked at the two of them and sneered.

The one acting is crazy, the one watching is a fool.

She did not want to continue being a fool!

Thus, he kicked away the chair by his feet and stormed towards the door.

'Clang! 'a loud sound was heard from inside the house.

When Nan Yue, who had just stepped out of the courtyard, heard this, she was alarmed and quickly turned around.

Ye Zichen quickly walked to the door of the room and prepared to step in, but after thinking for a moment, he retracted the sword.

After all, they were husband and wife. If she were to walk in now, it might be a bad thing. Thus, she gracefully stood at the side of the door.

There was a broken piece of white porcelain on the ground, along with the dishes he had just personally made for her. It was messy and fragmented.

Shen Zhi Qiao's entire body was trembling, her big eyes were red, she tried her best to pull the corners of her mouth, "Ah Jing, what did you say? Can you say it again! "

She was like a little lion on the verge of collapse. Although she tried her best to suppress her anger, her pair of beautiful eyes were filled with vigilance, as if she would rush up and bite his neck at any moment.

Qi Mujing pursed her lips, stood up from her seat and turned her back to her, "I've been living outside for so many years and have suffered so much. Now that she's finally back, I want to take care of her at Hou Mansion."

There was no discussion, only notification!

Shen Zhiqiao bit his lip and said, "I can take care of her, but I don't need to keep her at the house of the Marquis. "We can buy a house for her in the Eastern Tomb City, and we can even hire a few maids to take care of her …"

"Since I know that my son has no relatives in the East Tomb, I won't be at ease if she lives outside." Qi Mujing turned around and looked at her, his eyes full of determination.

Shen Zhi Qiao clenched her fist and raised her head to look at him, "If you are worried, we can hire some guards to protect her!"

"…" Qi Mujing's face turned cold, "I promised my son that I would take care of her for the rest of her life …"

"Enough!" Shen Zhiqiao clutched his head and shouted into his ear, "Kind child, wise son, I don't want to hear that word at all!"

Suddenly, she raised her head, her clear eyes burning with flames. She walked in front of him with large strides, and stared at him aggressively, "Qi Mujing, when I married you six years ago, you promised me that you would only have me as your wife. Now, I only ask you, do you still take it as the truth?!"

Qi Mujing was silent for a while, then said, "Six years ago, I thought she was dead …"

The meaning behind his words was very clear. If it wasn't for the fact that she was dead, she wouldn't have existed at all.

And now that she was back, she was going to give everything back to her. 1

Then, should he give her the position of the wife of the marquis as well?

His mind still echoed what Qi Muyun had told him in the pavilion.

So her identity as a county magistrate's daughter belonged to that woman called Shen Shuzhi.

It turned out that the fortune-teller had said since he was young that he had to live far away from his parents. That was why he had lived in the prefectural city of Fucheng since he was young.

So it turned out that he and Shen Shuzhi were childhood sweethearts, a mutual love.

It turned out that when he returned to the house of the Marquis at the age of eighteen, he had made a betrothal gift to the Bo family, engaged to her, and promised to marry her at the age of eighteen.

Later, when Shen Shuzhi had just reached the age of eighteen, he went to pick her up without stopping.

After he'd gone, he'd returned to the manor early because of a temporary matter.

Before he left, he had left dozens of elite soldiers to protect her in the city.

It was said that the late emperor was still alive at that time, and the previous Marquis was still under the princes' wing. The other powers wanted to weaken the Crown Prince's influence, so they wanted to kill the wife of the Qi family's second young master, and teach the Qi family a lesson.

She understood the meaning behind Qi Muyun's words to her, it was merely giving her a precaution in advance to remind her.

Perhaps, to a certain extent, the position of the marquis' wife was something that he wanted Shen Cangzhi to sit on.

However, although she was shocked in her heart, she still could not believe it.

He still had a sliver of hope in his heart.

She could pretend to be at the door of the house of the Marquis that his neglect of her and his extraordinary concern for Shen Shuzhi were all to punish her for running away from home. She tried her best to believe that her Ah Jing would not lie to her.

However, when he personally told her that he wanted to keep Shen Shuzhi in the house to take care of her, the last bit of faith in her heart collapsed.