Di Yunshang looked at her. The more he looked at her, the more he liked her. The more he looked at her, the more he couldn't bear to part with her. "Drink porridge."
He brought the jade bowl in front of her, took a spoon and took a sip.
"What kind of porridge? Who made it?" She took a sip and asked casually.
"Your husband, I made it myself, red date porridge."
Lan Shengxue just took a sip and almost didn't spit out these words, "You did it?"
"Don't believe it?"
"When did it become so delicious?"
"Practice."
"when?"
"In Bei Ming Palace." She was disfigured at that time. He had just practiced it when he brought her back from the dwarves.
Because he wanted to take good care of her, the demon god at that time secretly learned cooking skills for a woman.
Lan Shengxue's eyes curved into the shape of crescent moons, "Di Yunshang, can you cook for me every day from now on?"
Every day... Di Yunshang's hand holding the spoon tightened a little.
"By the way, it seems unreasonable for the mighty Demon Emperor to cook for a woman every day."
"It's pretty good." He said, "Whatever else you want to eat, I'll make it for you."
"Anything is fine, as long as you do it."
"Well, I'll fatten you up a little in the past few days."
"These past few days?" Lan Shengxue blinked.
Di Yunshang smiled slightly and changed the topic, "I will take you out to play today."
"Di Yunshang, have you been on vacation these days?"
"Why do you ask that?"
"You were so busy the past few days, why are you always staying in the other courtyard these days and not going out?" They still have a lot of things to do right now.
"Maybe I was too tired after going out a few days ago. I'll have a good rest with you in the next few days. If you keep going like this, you will lose weight."
Lan Shengxue felt warm in her heart. Days like this made her live an extremely comfortable life.
It was a peaceful life that she and Di Yunshang had never had before.
She knew this was very short-lived, but she still cherished it. In the next five days, Di Yunshang took care of Lan Shengxue like a little pig, playing with her, eating with her, whatever she wanted to do,
He is satisfied.
It really echoed what Lan Shengxue said, there was only something in the world that Di Yunshang didn't want to do, and there was nothing he couldn't do.
At night, the time is quiet.
Yiran was alone, picked up a brush and drew on the rice paper, "Only ten days left..."
Every day, he recorded one entry. On thirty days, he recorded twenty entries.
Even though it's not the time to say goodbye yet, Yiran feels like time has frozen.
He could not imagine what the scene would be like for the king and his wife ten days later.
He was even a little afraid of what would come in ten days.
There was a shadow behind him. He turned around casually. When he saw the person coming, he hurriedly saluted, "Your Majesty."
"The record is quite accurate." Di Yunshang glanced at the piece of paper.
Yiran lowered his head and was speechless.
"Where is Madam?" At this time, Your Majesty should accompany Madam.
"She fell asleep. How did the things she asked you to do go?"
"It's done." Yiran nodded, then felt something was wrong and worried: "Your Majesty, do we really want to do that?"
"I don't have much time left. Eliminating all dangers for her is the next thing to do."
"Your Majesty, you only have ten days of memory. Are you really... willing to do it?"
Are you willing to never meet each other, are you willing to forget each other?
"I can't bear to see her." Di Yunshang smiled bitterly, "But I would rather not see her than let her die."