Transmigration: From Farmer To Empress

"I think that some people once wanted to marry a noble wife, and they wanted me to be their concubine!"

Being told an old account, Nangong Yi couldn't help but laugh and grind his teeth in anger, "It's an old account from eight hundred years ago, and you're still going over it. It seems you haven't learned your lesson this morning!" As he said that, he poked his fingers around and checked. He went in and threatened: "Do you dare to say anything more, huh?"

Caiwei's face turned red to the roots of her ears. This guy, after he understood the structure of a woman's body by hitting her, he began to take the trouble to try it. He had checked it countless times that night, and he still enjoyed it so much. It was almost like A child who had just eaten candy always wanted to find an excuse to eat it again. Seeing that he was so interested in this matter, she was really worried that he would not be able to hold up to her!

"Stop making trouble now. "

Caiwei pushed his big hand away and moved away carefully, "We have to go out to fight tomorrow, so go to sleep!"

Nangong Yi reluctantly took back his hand, like a child who had been deprived of candy. He looked at her eagerly, thought for a while, then leaned down unwillingly, pinched her chin, and squeezed her chin hard. After kissing her once, until her lips were swollen, he stopped with satisfaction, hugged her tightly, and fell asleep...

At the third watch, Caiwei woke up, and Nangong Yi got up. He kissed Caiwei who was sleeping, got off the bed, put on his clothes and armor, and hurried outside.

Caiwei had also woken up, but she kept her eyes closed and pretended to be asleep. After he went out, she opened her eyes and entered the space.

The man was about to go on an expedition, so she took matters into her own hands, rolled out a large bowl of thin noodles, and marinated it with mushroom meat sauce. The steaming noodles were sprinkled with red sauce marinade, which was fragrant and very appetizing at first sight.

Finally, I found a few wild eggs in the woods in space. I boiled and peeled the eggs and put them in a big bowl.

In her previous life, every time the students took exams, their parents would cook noodles and two eggs, which meant they would get 100 points. She didn’t know what she should make for him before he went off to fight, so she rolled out the noodles. Hopefully he can get the hundred points he wants on the battlefield.

He also cut some dry flowers from the flowers in the small courtyard, put them in a dry bag, and kept them for him to soak in water. After doing this, she went to the old turtle and asked for a few bottles of excellent wound medicine, hemostatic medicine, and bruise medicine. She packed these medicines together and put them together with the bag of dried flowers. In a small baggage.

In the camp, the troops all got up and were busy dismantling their tents, packing their things, preparing to have breakfast, and then set off for Qinlun.

Nangong Yi inspected the camp, told a few of his men some things, and then returned to his tent.

In the tent, Caiwei had already placed the noodles on the table, a few peeled eggs in a large bowl, and a plate of soybean paste on the side of the large bowl.

Seeing that the man was back, Caiwei went up to him, helped him take off his cloak, handed over a hand towel that had been wetted in advance, and said softly: "Wipe your hands quickly, let's eat."

Nangong Yi wiped his hands and said with a smile: "If you get a wife like this, what else can a husband ask for?"

Caiwei rolled her eyes at him and said coquettishly: "Stop talking so much and eat it quickly. It won't taste good when it gets cold."

Nangong Yi held her hand, and they sat down together and started eating breakfast.

The noodles Caiwei rolled out today were not ordinary noodles, but egg noodles, which were made with beaten eggs, so the noodles had the fragrance of wheat and eggs.

Caiwei's cooking skills are very good, although not as exquisite as the imperial chef, but the taste of home cooking that the imperial chef cannot produce. He loves her cooking skills even more after eating palace food all year round. He has been thinking about her since he first hid in her embroidery room to recuperate. But she couldn't bear to do the work, so she cooked it for herself and ate it.