latelenovela Chapter 8 The General's Little Darling
Chapter 8 The General's Little Darling
She must have been exhausted last night, because Ji Xiaosong slept until late morning without waking up.
It wasn't until almost noon that she slightly opened her eyes, her gaze still somewhat dazed and sleepy.
The first thing that catches the eye is the bed curtains embroidered with exquisite patterns, before the focus gradually shifts to Xiao Shen beside her.
Xiao Shen was sitting on the edge of the bed, intently looking at the book in his hands.
"Rongrong, he's so handsome."
Upon hearing Ji Xiaosong's telepathic message, Rongrong finally descended from the sky.
You can really sleep! Lunch will be ready soon.
Ji Xiaosong did not reply to her, but continued to look at Xiao Shen.
Sunlight streamed in through the cracks in the window, dappling him and casting a soft glow upon him, making him appear like a celestial being stepping out of a painting.
His eyes were fixed intently on the book, his long eyelashes casting a small shadow under his eyelids, and his thin lips were slightly pursed beneath his high, straight nose, the lines of which were both beautiful and resolute.
"Am I handsome?"
Xiao Shen suddenly opened his lips, his voice deep and mellow, like the ancient temple bell or the deep valley spring, carrying a touch of allure, slowly flowing into the quiet room.
Each word felt like a feather brushing against Ji Xiaosong's heart, causing it to tremble slightly.
"nice."
Despite being a martial artist, he always exuded a scholarly air.
Ji Xiaosong laughed in a hoarse voice.
In her previous life, she married Song Yuxi. On their wedding night, she waited until midnight, but Song Yuxi rushed through the ceremony and was then called away by Yue Niang, who pretended to have a stomachache.
This life is different.
It is true that Xiao Shen has difficulty having children, but that does not affect his normal performance.
Not only that, he's become much better looking.
Realizing that his little wife was looking at him, Xiao Shen's smile deepened. He turned slightly to the side, picked up the warm water that had been prepared on the small table beside the bed, gently tested the water temperature, and only after confirming that it was not too hot did he bring the cup to Ji Xiaosong's lips.
"Madam, please have some water to soothe your throat." His voice remained gentle and seductive.
Ji Xiaosong tilted her head back slightly and drank a few mouthfuls from Xiao Shen's hand. The warm water flowed down her throat, making her feel comfortable and dispelling some of the dryness she felt in the morning.
These details are much better than when the original owner was in the Song family.
At the Song family home, I was woken up by my mother-in-law before dawn the next day and made to follow a lot of rules. I was so exhausted that I had to go to serve tea to my mother-in-law on an empty stomach.
There are no other people in the Xiao family; the entire Xiao family is now run by the couple.
No one will upset her; if anyone makes her unhappy, she can simply kick them out.
She fully believed that Xiao Shen would stand by her side.
"The meal is ready. Would you like to dine, Madam?" Xiao Shen asked gently.
"I do seem to be a little hungry."
I was too exhausted last night and haven't recovered yet.
Indeed, there is a difference between a general who goes to the battlefield and a scholar who only knows how to write.
The difference between Song Yuxi's hurried few minutes and Xiao Shen's was too great.
Ji Xiaosong shook her head, trying to shake off the original owner's memories.
The original owner's memories from her previous life were mostly painful, a stark contrast to her current life.
Xiao Shen tugged on the bell by the bed, and then soft footsteps came from the doorway.
Two maids gently pushed open the door first, followed by four old women in pairs, carrying exquisite food boxes in single file.
They all bowed their heads, their faces respectful, and their steps were light and orderly.
Upon entering the room, the maids quickly stepped forward, took out the dishes from the food box one by one, and placed them on the carved dining table, which had already been wiped spotless.
In no time, a table was filled with delicacies, steaming hot and fragrant.
Two maids stood on either side of Ji Xiaosong. One gently helped her up and draped a soft brocade cloak over her shoulders, while the other knelt down and carefully put on her embroidered shoes.
As Ji Xiaosong got up and walked towards the dining table, an old woman behind her was ready to adjust her skirt at any moment to prevent her from accidentally stepping on it.
Xiao Shen led Ji Xiaosong to the table, and only after she was seated did he sit down beside her.
The maids began serving the dishes, first carefully placing several of Ji Xiaosong's favorite dishes into the exquisite porcelain plates in front of her, and then pouring a cup of fragrant wine for both Xiao Shen and Ji Xiaosong.
Throughout the entire process, everyone remained silent, with only the slight clinking of cutlery and the rustling of clothes.
"So much food, are we just going to eat it all?"
Looking at the table full of delicacies, Ji Xiaosong couldn't help but marvel at the grandeur of the Xiao family mansion.
The dazzling array of dishes on the table made her feel that it was rather extravagant and wasteful.
"The servants are not yet familiar with Madam's preferences and rules, so they have presented all of these dishes at once, hoping that Madam will taste them one by one. If Madam has any dishes she likes, she can keep them for our daily consumption. If they are not to her liking, she can give them to the servants as a token of her goodwill."
Ji Xiaosong gently shook her head and said, "Husband, it's just the two of us eating at home, there's no need for such extravagance. From now on, we can have four or five exquisite dishes for each meal, a mix of meat and vegetables, along with some congee and side dishes. This way, we can be full without wasting food, and it will also make the household expenses more reasonable."
Xiao Shen felt a warm current surge in his heart as he listened to Ji Xiaosong's words.
With a swift movement, he hooked his arm around Ji Xiaosong's slender waist.
Then, with a gentle pull and a little force, he lifted Ji Xiaosong off her seat and held her tightly in his arms.
His other hand quickly rose, his large palm gently stroking the back of Ji Xiaosong's head, pressing her head lightly against his chest, so that she could clearly hear the heart pounding with joy within her chest.
"Madam, with you in this home, I feel at peace."
"Since we are husband and wife, our hearts are bound together. Naturally, all matters in this household should be planned and managed by the two of us together."
Ji Xiaosong didn't know how husband and wife should get along. When she first gained intelligence, she heard an elder with a long beard say: "Husband and wife should share joys and sorrows, weather storms together, and respect each other. Only then can they live in harmony and their family prosper forever."
At that time, Ji Xiaosong was ignorant and only felt that the words were too literary. Now that she is in a marriage, she understands the profound meaning behind them.
She looked at Xiao Shen and saw that his eyes were overflowing with tenderness.
"it is good."
Xiao Shen slowly lowered his head, and his warm lips gently pressed against Ji Xiaosong's forehead.
"After the meal, I will take you to inspect the storeroom. From now on, all matters, big and small, in this mansion will be decided by you, my wife. I will follow your lead and make all decisions."
[Ah Song, doesn't Xiao Shen's action amount to handing over his salary and assets?]
"Right? When I lived in the modern world, I heard people on the street say that if two people got married, the man's salary card had to be handed over to the woman in the house to keep. I didn't expect that in the world I transmigrated to, the rules were the same."
Ji Xiaosong was even starting to look forward to their married life; everything seemed to be going well.