Mingruo put the prepared meal on the table, and Si Haochen asked with a smile: "Where is your dumplings?"

"Dumplings are also called dumplings, and they are eaten only at midnight." Mingruo put a bowl of chicken soup for Si Haochen, "After the meal, let's make dumplings together."

"Okay." Si Haochen looked at the dishes on the table and suddenly remembered the palace banquets in previous years. Each dish would have a rich and auspicious name. "What do the dishes you prepared mean?"

"Of course there are." Fortunately, there are only four dishes and one soup, so it will not take too much brain cells when making up lies. "This braised fish means surplus every year, bamboo shoots and pork is called rising steadily, sweet and sour pork ribs represent sweet days, scrambled eggs with tomatoes are prosperous, and this chicken soup is auspicious.

After hearing so many auspicious words, remember to pack the New Year's red envelope in a while."

"You know, I didn't bring any money." Si Haochen said with a smile.

"Okay..." Ming Ruo shrugged indifferently and went to chew the ribs wholeheartedly.

After the New Year’s Eve dinner, Mingruo took out the noodles and fillings made of dumplings.

"What do you want me to do?" Si Haochen rolled up his sleeves.

"You see me make it first." Mingruo cut the dough, rolled the dough, and wrapped a crescent-shaped dumpling. "That's it, what do you want to do?"

Si Haochen judged the difficulty of each job: "I'm a skinny person."

"Okay." Mingruo picked up a dough and explained the key points while slowing down his movement to roll out a piece of skin, "You try it."

Si Haochen didn't do well at the beginning, but he learned things very quickly. After only a few of them, he mastered the method. After that, the two of them cooperated and had a tacit understanding.

"The fillings are the same, why do you need to pinch these with lace?"

"There was no salt added to these, but it was made for Xiaobai." Mingruo explained seriously.

"..." Si Haochen's eyes flashed slightly, "Then I want to cover it too."

Mingruo felt that Si Haochen was going to cause trouble: "Don't bully Xiaobai."

"I personally make dumplings for it, why are you bullying it?"

"Okay then." Mingruo took a pair of chopsticks and handed it to Si Haochen.

Si Haochen practiced his dumplings for Xiaobai without any pressure. The work was really... bizarre and amazing.

"Stop!" This style... will affect Xiaobai's appetite.

"Well." Si Haochen's original intention was not to make trouble, but... these achievements... were said to be not bad, and no one believed it.

"Mingruo..."

"Hmm?" Mingruo looked up at Si Haochen.

"What do you want to do in the future, or where do you live?" Since she has determined that she is his wife, her thoughts and wishes will become factors that he needs to consider when acting.

After hearing Si Haochen's question, Tomorrow suddenly realized that his heart disease had been cured, so there was no need for a guest official. Mingruo remembered it very clearly that Si Haochen once said that Prince Yun's mansion would not raise idle people. Although he felt a little reluctant, this was indeed an excellent opportunity to leave the imperial capital.

Si Haochen stared at Ming Ruo for a moment, and saw that the expression on her face was stunned from the beginning to the later stage of enlightenment, and finally she felt relieved. Si Haochen had a premonition that he might have messed up the matter.

"Then I... won't go back to the royal palace. If the emperor asks, I will say that I fell off the cliff and I will not see anyone alive or die or die..." Mingruo saw what Si Haochen was going to say, and said understandingly, "The Prince Yun's mansion doesn't keep idle people, I know."

Si Haochen's chest seemed to be hit by a heavy object, dull and painful. He wanted to go back to that moment and beat himself up who said this - why did he say such cold words? At that time, they had just come out of the underground palace, and she had experienced regrets, forced marriage, and burial with her... At that time, she was panicked and helpless, but as her husband, she told her that Prince Yun's mansion would not raise idle people... She should be very sad, so she remembered this sentence so clearly.

"You are not an idle person." Si Haochen suddenly stood up and hugged Ming Ruo in his arms. "I was wrong. Is it OK to take back those bastards now?"

Ming Ruo's spine was stiff and he pressed his hands against Si Haochen's chest, but he could not shake the shackles at all: "Actually, this is really a good opportunity. If I go back with you, I will have to occupy the position of Princess Yun. In the future, it will be more troublesome to meet someone you like. I am the princess of Nanronglai's marriage, and the emperor gave it to her... it is unlikely to divorce or divorce."

"No!" Si Haochen tightened Ming Ruo a little more.

"You...you shouldn't want me to die suddenly." Mingruo's body shook, "We have lived and died together for a few times, at least we can 'get apart and be happy for each other'."

"No!" Si Haochen gritted his teeth.

"What do you want!" Ming Ruo tried to struggle a few more times, and Si Haochen's arm was comparable to that of a clamp, "Do you have to strangle me to death? This is too painful. I want to choose to take poison, okay?"

Si Haochen was so scared that he let go of his hand. Then he was afraid that Ming Ruo would suddenly disappear, so he gently turned back into his arms: "I won't like others, I won't be able to divorce, and I won't divorce my wife. You are my wife, I only like you."

"..." This sudden confession shocked and caught Ming Ruo off guard, "I...I think... don't be impulsive first, then think about it..."

"No need to think about it anymore, I'm not on a whim." Si Haochen frowned slightly.

"I like others, right?" Mingruo tried to help Si Haochen analyze, "You may be used to my company. When you see that I am leaving, you feel a little reluctant and like it. But in fact, it is not the case. If you compare it carefully, it will definitely be different."

"..." Si Haochen didn't understand why Mingruo didn't believe that he liked her, "I haven't liked anyone except you, so there's no way to compare."

"Uh..." Ming Ruo stared at Si Haochen in shock. He didn't like others and even gave birth to small dumplings with them. This is definitely a scumbag!

"Are you stupid?" Si Haochen smiled and pinched Mingruo's cheek.

Ming Ruo pushed Si Haochen's hand away, and his voice was unprecedentedly cold: "Don't touch me, a scumbag!"

Si Haochen couldn't understand why he said he only liked her, but Ming Ruo was so angry. Didn't the woman hope that her husband would only love her?

"Why are you angry?" In Si Haochen's life for more than 20 years, he has never been as confused as he is now.

"I don't want to talk to you!" Mingruo never thought that Si Haochen was such a person.

"I did something wrong, so I won't talk to me?" Si Haochen held Mingruo's shoulder with one hand and pinched her chin with the other, forcing her to look straight in the eyes, "Do you want me to like other women?"

"I... would rather you like her!" Ming Ruo took a deep breath, broke free from Si Haochen's clamping, and refused to turn his face.
Chapter completed!