"My love, about that, I’m having it remade," Dugu Chen picked up his sleeve and haphazardly wiped the soup off his wife’s face.

"Hmph, you’re truly toying with me." To make a soup that could kill with its taste—the saltiness was one thing, but it was also so bitter it was unbearable, probably because every spice in the kitchen was used incorrectly.

"I’m wronged, my dear wife, I really didn’t dare to, it’s also my first time making it. Next time, I’ll have the experience and will make it for you to drink," he pleaded.

At the mention of a next time, Feng Xuxu immediately raised her hand to declare, "My dear husband, don’t trouble yourself further, the servants have done a fine job. You just keep being a good prince."

Dugu Chen blinked his large eyes, looking at his wife with an air of being deeply hurt. Feng Xuxu held her forehead—the man who was usually so cold and heartless was just a cunning fox under his wolf’s skin.

Unable to bear such an expression, she sighed and was forced to agree, "As you wish, just as long as you’re happy."

"Miss, the bath is ready," Baihe entered the hall and reported to the person behind the screen.

On hearing this, Dugu Chen frowned unhappily, picked up his beloved wife, walked past the screen, stopped, and glared at Baihe, who was bowing before him.

"Remember, she is the princess." With that, he carried his wife off to the bath made for two.

Baihe stood frozen in the distance, and only when her senses returned did she take out a handkerchief to wipe the sweat from her forehead.

Soaking in the bathtub finally relieved some of the soreness in her body, and what’s more, there was someone massaging her from behind, which felt absolutely delightful.

Seeing that his beloved wife was no longer as angry, Dugu Chen wrapped his arms around her from behind and said with full remorse, "My wife, I couldn’t give you a grand wedding, but I swear on my life, I will indulge you for a lifetime, love you for a lifetime, protect you for a lifetime, and never let you down."

With her back to Dugu Chen, Feng Xuxu’s eyes filled with tears as she heard this lengthy declaration. When she first met him, all he did was trick her, but at the most crucial moments, he still came to her aid. Love had bloomed unknowingly... 𝙛𝓻𝒆𝓮𝒘𝙚𝙗𝒏𝙤𝙫𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝒐𝙢

"Darling, what’s wrong?" Dugu Chen, not having heard a reply from his wife for a while, turned her toward him, lifted her chin with his finger and saw his wife’s eyes brimming with tears; he gently wiped them away.

"Silly girl, you belong to me. Without my permission, you may not shed tears," he said, holding the small figure in his arms tightly, his chin rubbing against the top of her head, inhaling the fragrance of her hair—an aroma to which he was becoming increasingly addicted, beyond self-control.

"Overbearing," she retorted gently, also wrapping her arms around her husband’s sturdy waist, burying her head in his shoulder, smelling the subtle scent of ambergris emanating from his body.

The two quietly embraced for a while, then put on their robes, took the wife’s hand, and went to the main hall, looking at the meal that was already prepared, he personally served a bowl of porridge for his wife.

Feng Xuxu smiled, took the bowl, and started to eat heartily; the more she ate, the sweeter the meal seemed.

After they finished their sweet meal, he picked up his wife and sat on the consort chair opposite the window, watching the moonlight outside and quietly sharing in this tranquility.

"Coo-coo-coo-coo." Pigeon-like sounds followed, one after the other. Feng Xuxu looked up to Dugu Chen.

"That’s the signal, there are some matters I need to attend to. If you get tired, rest first; I’ll try to come back early." He lifted the tiny person in his arms, placed her on the bed, gently covered her with the blanket, left a kiss on his wife’s pale forehead, and then put on his robe, outer garment, and hurried out.

Xuan Yue, who was outside, approached the prince and spoke softly, "Prince, Dugu Mo is missing."