Let's have lunch first. Mingruo took Si Haochen's hand and led him into the wooden house in the middle. Si Haochen was still very familiar with the wooden house. He had people carefully build it, and the furniture and furnishings inside were all He selected it himself.
When I saw the cake with "Happy Birthday" written on it on the table, I suddenly remembered that today is my birthday.
Mingruo had been observing Si Haochen's expression carefully, and then suddenly remembered a very serious problem - Si Haochen was not Concubine Shen's biological child, so this birthday was probably not his birthday.
Mingruo patted his forehead. He probably made a mistake: "Today is not your birthday, right?"
"It's my birthday!" Si Haochen quickly understood what Mingruo meant. "In order to send me to the Donghuan royal family smoothly, the Supreme Emperor specially brought a pregnant concubine who was similar in age to my mother to the Jiangnan Palace to have the baby. .When my mother-in-law was about to give birth, Concubine Shen was given medicine to induce labor."
"Then... where is the child born to Concubine Shen?" Ming Ruo didn't want to find out the secrets of the royal family, but was just out of curiosity.
"The Concubine Shen gave birth to a daughter, but she strangled her to death with her own hands." When Si Haochen said this, his tone was extremely blunt, "The Supreme Emperor wanted to explain to her, but he didn't expect that she asked the Shen family to prepare more than a dozen A pregnant woman, as soon as she started, she induced labor for a dozen pregnant women. The Emperor didn't say much, and just used a trick to switch me with the baby boy she had prepared.
However, he never expected that Concubine Shen would directly strangle the child to death..."
"Ah..." Mingruo was surprised. She didn't expect Concubine Shen to be so cruel. "How could she..."
"She was afraid that if the child stayed, she would become a handle for others, and she was also afraid that... the Shen family would use that girl to blackmail her." A touch of sarcasm appeared on the corner of Si Haochen's lips, "When I was a child, I felt a little guilty about that child. I only understand it when I grow up. , even without me, she is destined to have no way to survive."
Mingruo stroked his chest, you royal family really know how to play!
Mingruo joked: "I think she is very good to your cousin Bichi, and I thought she was her biological child..."
"After Concubine Shen strangled the child, she felt restless during the day and had nightmares at night. She was scared for a long time and always told her brother that she could feel a pair of small hands strangling her neck as soon as she fell asleep.
Mr. Shen is also considered a talent. Later, when his wife gave birth to a daughter, she happily went to the palace to announce the good news. She said that the girl had a birthmark exactly like the "little princess" on her wrist. Mrs. Shen asked him to hold the child When I entered the palace, I saw the exact same birthmark, and I immediately concluded that the child was the reincarnation of the 'little princess', so she was very precious."
"Is it such a coincidence?" Ming Ruo was born in a family of mysterious doctors. She had heard of this kind of thing, but she had never encountered it before.
"Most of the coincidences in the world are intentional. The so-called birthmarks are just tattoos tattooed by the embroidery masters." Si Haochen patted Mingruo's forehead, "Where are there so many nonsense things? .”
"Oh." No wonder Si Haochen said Master Shen was a talent. This not only appeased Concubine Shen, but also tied her to the Shen family. It was such a good idea.
Mingruo was puzzled again: "Why do you want to enter the Donghuan royal family? Or, you have the strength to build a new country from the beginning. Why do you push the Si family to the front?"
"You also said that you just pushed them to the front." Si Haochen felt that his princess's little brain was really useful. "As for me entering the Donghuan royal family, there are some things that must be experienced personally to understand. "
Mingruo immediately understood what Si Haochen said. Yes, there have been many times in history where peasants have established themselves as kings. But there are only a handful of people who can truly create a prosperous dynasty. Those who can secure the throne are mostly from aristocratic families.
A wealthy family or military commander.
An emperor needs to be cultivated from an early age. Whether it is vision, mind or resourcefulness, it cannot be achieved overnight.
Mingruo took out a pot of sweet rice wine and poured a glass for himself and Si Haochen: "Happy birthday!"
"Thank you." Si Haochen drank the wine in one gulp.
Even though Si Hao had thousands of words in his heart, all he said was thank you: thank you for appearing in my life, thank you for celebrating my birthday, and thank you for your trust...
Si Haochen didn't dare to imagine how many people would covet such a magical and vast space. And how much courage and trust it would take for Mingruo to bring him in.
Si Haochen suddenly stood up and held Mingruo in his arms: "How can I ask for a wife like this..."
"Hurry up and eat." Mingruo pushed Si Haochen.
"Okay." Si Haochen responded, but still hugged Mingruo tightly.
"I'm hungry." After a busy morning, Ming Ruo was really hungry.
"Yeah." Si Haochen released Mingruo, sat down opposite her, picked up the shrimp and put it in Mingruo's bowl, "Eat quickly."
Just as Mingruo was about to use his chopsticks, he realized that there were still two dishes left on the table. The beauty was indeed misleading!
"There's one more dish and one soup." Mingruo stood up and walked to the alchemy.
Si Haochen also followed over and saw the soup simmering in the huge alchemy stove. The corner of his mouth twitched - this stove is very practical for cooking. One stove can stew more than ten pots of soup.
Mingruo put on homemade insulation gloves and went to serve tomato beef brisket. Si Haochen followed suit and served chicken soup. He first sent the chicken soup to the main room, and then took the clay pot from Mingruo's hand. Mingruo handed the clay pot to
Give it to Si Haochen and go back to get the steamed rice.
After all the dishes were served, Mingruo filled a bowl of chicken soup and placed it in front of Si Haochen: "Drink some soup first."
"good."
Mingruo opened the lid of the clay pot, and the rich aroma of meat spread instantly. Mingruo discovered that Si Haochen liked beef, so he specially made two dishes with beef.
Si Haochen ate every dish carefully. These were all prepared for him by his wife.
The meal was almost finished, and Mingruo decided to extend his devilish claws on the cake.
"Would you like to make a wish on the cake?" Mingruo looked at Si Haochen expectantly, "In my hometown, making wishes on cakes works very well."
Although Si Haochen has always understood that you have to fight for what you want, and making wishes is useless. But after a long period of training and nurturing by the princess, he also knows how to make the little girl happy.
Si Haochen made a wish seriously: "I hope that I can be together with Ruo'er forever, and preferably have another pair of children."
"..." Mingruo looked at the sky speechlessly, Your Highness Prince Yun, your wish...actually does not have to be so straightforward.
"You didn't ask me to make a wish, why do you have this expression?" Si Haochen reached out to pick up the princess and put her on his lap.
"Just make your wish silently in your heart, there's no need to say it out loud..." Ming Ruo didn't even bother to roll her eyes.
"This wish from the gods is not as real as my beloved concubine's wish. Why should I sacrifice the near and seek the far away?" Si Haochen rubbed his chin on the top of Ming Ruo's hair.
