A Foodie Transmigrated into the Palace

"So what do you plan to do about this matter?" Yue Er asked again.

Shih Shaoling didn’t answer her, instead he turned to his father.

"Dad, you don’t need to worry about this matter. Leave it to me!"

Shi Yang was half-skeptical.

"Can you do it?"

Shih Shaoling slightly squinted his eyes and nodded.

"Rest assured, I will definitely take care of it!"

Shi Yang could say nothing more, reluctantly responding.

"In that case, I won’t say anything more!"

"If you need anything, just come to me!"

After he said this, he patted his son’s shoulder and left.

Yue Er watched her master leave, then turned back with a playful expression.

"What’s your plan?"

When it comes to pranking, Yue Er is always adept.

Shih Shaoling gave her a glance, his lips curling into a smile.

"It’s a secret!"

With that, he left in big strides.

Yue Er frowned and stepped forward to follow.

"Hey, hey! How can you do this?"

...

The night was beautiful, cool as water.

In the Zhennan Marquis Mansion, which is the backyard of the Shi Mansion, in Yue Er’s main court.

Because the Prince Consort and Princess were staying for a while, the courtyard was brightly lit, and groups of maids dressed neatly were busily moving back and forth.

Some were fetching water, some making beds, some lighting lamps and adding oil, while others were removing makeup and arranging mirrors.

Though busy, they were silent, and even footsteps could not be heard.

Yue Er sat at the dressing table removing makeup, while Shih Shaoling sat on the edge of the bed behind her, casually picking up a military book to read.

The warm yellow light spilled across the room, making it seem even more soft and gentle.

Yue Er looked through the mirror at Shih Shaoling behind her and suddenly asked.

"What book are you reading?"

Shih Shaoling slightly raised his eyes and answered casually.

"The Thirty-Six Stratagems"

Yue Er nodded without saying anything.

When she finally finished removing her makeup and all the maids had left, she eagerly ran over to him.

Her cheeks were charmingly red, and her soft, smooth black hair draped over her shoulders, emitting a faint fragrance.

Shih Shaoling felt a fragrant breeze brush his face, and then a soft, fragrant figure rolled into his embrace.

"Quickly tell me, what are you really reading!"

Shih Shaoling tossed the book aside, wrapping his arms around her shoulders, his gaze filled with endless affection.

"I really am reading The Thirty-Six Stratagems!"

He wore a slightly smug expression as he picked up the book he had thrown aside.

"See, I wasn’t lying!"

Yue Er flipped through it briefly and tossed it aside, unwillingly saying.

"You know what I want to ask!"

Shih Shaoling leaned his face closer.

"Then you know what I want!"

Yue Er’s expression became somewhat uneasy, her cheeks turning slightly red.

Eventually, she surrendered helplessly, quickly kissing his cheek.

"There, I’ve delivered. Now it’s your turn!"

Shih Shaoling smiled sweetly, placing her to one side, then leaned into her ear and whispered four words.

"Remove the firewood from under the cauldron!"

Yue Er’s pupils instantly widened, her face showing a look of extreme disbelief.

"What? It can’t be!"

Removing the firewood from under the cauldron means cutting off someone’s escape route!

Shih Shaoling is really ruthless!

Shih Shaoling squinted his eyes, his arm gently patting her back, speaking indifferently and distantly.

"Why not?"

"Yue Er! Don’t tell me you don’t know that His Majesty has long been displeased with the Fuguo Duke’s Mansion!"

Yue Er hesitated for a moment, then couldn’t help but ask.

"Are you talking about my father or my brother?"

"The Taishang Huang has long stopped managing state affairs, it’s obviously the New Emperor!"

Yue Er finally nodded.

"That’s true!"

She continued.

"Since you’re thinking this way, we must plan carefully!"

"As the saying goes: A centipede dies but never falls!"

Before she finished, Shih Shaoling directly interrupted.

"Yue Er, you’re being overly cautious, this isn’t like you!"

"You know it’s unnecessary!"

"Alright, don’t worry about it, leave it to me!"

Yue Er pouted.

"Since marrying you, I’ve gained weight by a circle, you don’t want me to worry about anything."

Shih Shaoling wrapped her in his arms and laughed.

"My Little Princess, after marrying you, I shower you with love in every possible way, letting you live worry-free — is that wrong?"

Yue Er blushed.

"Well... not wrong, I suppose!"

Shih Shaoling looked at the glassy night outside the window, lazily and contentedly yawning.

"Alright, let’s not bring it up again!"

"It’s getting late, it’s rare for us to be back, let’s rest early!"

Before finishing his sentence, he leaned closer to Yue Er.

Yue Er protested.

"Hey, hey, hey, what are you doing!"

"You haven’t washed up or changed clothes yet! Filthy, filthy, filthy!"

But Shih Shaoling didn’t mind these at all.

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