My Husband Is Not Easy To Mess With. - Chapter 61: The Burden of Beef Noodles
Chapter 61: The Burden of Beef Noodles
After eating their fill, Du Suilan felt a bit sleepy.
He let out a dainty yawn.
He stretched out his hand, “Hubby, carry me to bed!”
Bed already?
Sleeping immediately after eating is bad for the body. Nie Yao coaxed his wife to get up and walk around, move a bit. To lie down at least half an hour later.
“I don’t want to!”
Nie Yao suspected his wife might not just be tired; he might also be going through a rebellious phase.
Whatever he said, his wife would say no.
Considering his wife’s age, Nie Yao thought this was normal.
He wasn’t angry either.
He coaxed him gently, even saying that if his wife really didn’t want to walk, he could carry him.
The point was he couldn’t lie down right away.
“Fine…”
Du Suilan really liked cuddling with Nie Yao, and despite his reluctance, he reached out his hands.
Nie Yao lifted him with one hand, letting him sit on his arm.
“Hubby, I’m taller than you!”
Du Suilan instantly beamed, even patting Nie Yao’s head, asking him to lift him higher.
Nie Yao hardly ever refused his big baby’s request.
Lifting with both hands, he steadily raised his wife.
“Haha, so high! Hubby, higher, I want to go there!”
Du Suilan pointed at the ceiling beam.
After Nie Yao carried him up, he then said he wanted to fly onto the bookshelf, the window, the wardrobe… and finally, he wanted to go outside.
So Nie Yao bundled him up like a little winter melon and took him outside to fly around for a while.
After giggling and laughing for over half an hour, Du Suilan got sleepy.
His arm wrapped around his husband’s neck, his eyelids flickered, closing, closing, closing… “Hubby… I want to… sleep…”
He also said that when he woke up later, he wanted to eat the beef noodles his husband made.
After saying that, he fell asleep in his husband’s arms.
Nie Yao: His wife’s sleep quality has been too good lately.
Is this really okay?
That old Imperial Physician only said to rest well, and didn’t prescribe any medicine!
Nie Yao was worried, so he asked Little Douzi again if the old Imperial Physician was really fine.
“About that…”
Little Douzi told Nie Yao about the old Imperial Physician having His Majesty come in for a follow-up visit.
Nie Yao instantly understood.
“Then switch to another doctor.”
“The Imperial Academy of Medicine are all people of the Chancellor, should this servant invite one from outside the palace, son-in-law?”
“…Forget it then.”
Nie Yao finally decided to use his own people.
He called an internal guard, asking the person to quickly invite the doctor from his manor into the palace. Only then did he call the people from the Imperial Kitchen, as he was going to stew meat and cook noodles.
Because his wife was clinging to him and wouldn’t let go.
As soon as he bent over, attempting to put the person on the bed, his wife would pout, looking like he was about to cry.
It made Nie Yao almost think he wasn’t asleep and was just messing with him.
After trying a few times, Nie Yao realized his wife was indeed asleep; not letting him go was simply him being clingy.
“Are you a little puppy?” Nie Yao pinched his wife’s little nose, and seeing him frown, immediately let go.
He touched his cheek again.
His sleeping wife was very well-behaved, actively rubbing against his hand.
Nie Yao absolutely adored him.
He lowered his head and kissed the soft cheek again and again.
“Son-in-law.” Little Douzi knocked on the door. “The people from the Imperial Kitchen have arrived.”
“Mhm.”
Putting away the undignified expression on his face, Nie Yao walked expressionlessly to the small kitchen attached to the palace hall.
Little Maizi was already familiar with him.
“Young General!”
His mouth was wide when greeting him, showing he was full of enthusiasm today too. But he made almost no sound, completely avoiding disturbing the wife in his arms.
The ingredients were already prepared.
Since his wife wanted to eat what he personally made, Nie Yao didn’t let Little Maizi help much. Even the ingredients were chopped by him, holding his wife with one hand and wielding the knife with the other.
“As expected of the Young General! Your knife skills are excellent!” Little Maizi cheered Nie Yao on from the side.
Clapping silently.
He was a Nie Yao fangirl, thinking he was amazing no matter what Nie Yao did.
“This is the first time I’ve seen His Majesty sleep so soundly!” Little Maizi’s voice was very soft, but he knew the Young General, whose martial arts were the best in the world, could hear him. “Previously, His Majesty was reluctant to take medicine and had always relied on medicinal cuisine for conditioning. Since you left the capital, His Majesty hasn’t been sleeping well.”
His mouth babbled a lot.
He spilled everything Du Suilan, being arrogant, didn’t mention.
Nie Yao listened carefully.
Some subtle doubts he had previously harbored in his heart were finally answered today.
For example, there was a time when he often sneezed and sniffled, and he thought there was something wrong with his body. It turned out his wife thought he was going to take a concubine, and not only stirred up trouble but also cursed him behind his back?
Another example, when he was financially struggling, several wealthy merchants who actively sought cooperation with him were introduced by his wife.
Yet another example.
After he returned to the capital, the number of people he had to kill to secure the position of Minister of Revenue was far less than expected, all thanks to his wife mediating.
“It was so dangerous back then!” Little Maizi patted his chest. “His Majesty almost exposed his identity, and was even seriously injured because of it, nearly losing his… life…”
Little Maizi’s words were cut short by Nie Yao’s sharp gaze.
“What did you say?!”
His wife almost lost his life because of him?!
Nie Yao was momentarily stunned, and the large flour scoop in his hand dropped to the floor.
He didn’t pick it up.
He strode towards Little Maizi, his voice inevitably laced with deep anxiety, “What did His Majesty do? How did he almost…”
In his agitation, his grip was very strong.
Little Maizi’s arm almost fractured from the squeeze.
“Calm down, Young General! Calm down!”
Little Maizi realized he might have said too much again.
But he couldn’t help it.
How could he help it when he was facing the Young General?
It was hard for a fangirl to hold back!
Little Maizi only struggled for a very, very short while before spilling everything he knew.
“I only accidentally overheard a little bit.” He pinched his fingers, showing a small tip of a finger. “His Majesty said he didn’t want you to be sad because you killed innocent people, so he had to do those things.”
As for the specific things, Little Maizi didn’t know.
He was just a cook.
He was only able to live happily until today because of the face of his big brother, the head eunuch, and his great benefactor.
“His Majesty is sometimes very crazy, loves to kill people, has a bad temper, and is especially picky about food…” Little Maizi complained softly about his boss, finally concluding, “But His Majesty really loves you.”
Loves him very, very much.
Loves him enough to give up everything for him.
Little Maizi: “I’m so touched to see you two together!”
“You two are so loving, you’ll definitely have a little baby soon!”
“Young General, you love babies so much, you two will definitely be even happier then!”
The CP fan happily talked about the complementary foods he would make for the baby in the future, even saying he had tested them on his own husband and child, guaranteeing the meals were nutritious, healthy, and delicious, and the baby would definitely like them!
“No…”
Nie Yao was stunned for a long time before recovering, murmuring in a low voice, “No baby, we won’t have a baby…”
Giving birth to a child was a painful and long process, and he didn’t want his wife to endure harm for his sake again.
Even with his wife’s frequent pleading and charm offensive, he hadn’t firmly taken precautions.
He couldn’t let this continue.
Nie Yao carefully stewed the beef and kneaded the dough.
“Sir.”
The internal guard brought the doctor from the manor.