Peasant Woman’s Decreed Life as a Wife-Chapter 1247 - 1244 Making Breakfast Personally
Chapter 1247: Chapter 1244: Making Breakfast Personally
Chapter 1247 -1244: Making Breakfast Personally
Resting his chin on her shoulder, Chu Heng had no choice but to hunch his back, while looking into the oversized half-length mirror.
Ye Muyu met his tender gaze in the reflection and found herself smiling brightly like blooming flowers.
In the mirror, the two looked exceptionally well-matched.
Clad in black and white, she tugged at the hem of her dress and asked, “Ah Heng, which dress looks better on me?”
“All of them look good,” Chu Heng’s eyes moved to the dresses, his soothing words came easily, but he still provided a clear answer, reaching for the white and pink sheer gown that Ye Muyu rarely wore: “This one looks good.”
“Isn’t it too youthful?” Ye Muyu didn’t feel old, but as the mother of two children, she had to act more maturely to fit her status in the capital, especially at banquets. She had bought the pink sheer gown because it was lovely and the exquisite embroidery impressed her.
“Not at all, my Ah Yu is the most beautiful,” Chu Heng kissed her face.
Not only did he choose the dress, but he even offered to help her put it on. Ye Muyu’s face turned red as she hurriedly declined, “No need, Su Mei will help me with it in a moment. You must be tired from before, you should go out and rest well, I’ll try to be quick.”
“But I also want to do something for you, you’ve worked hard recently.”
With the man’s pleading eyes upon her, Ye Muyu felt so tender-hearted she half-heartedly agreed.
By the time she was dressed, Ye Muyu had to be assisted out, her face slightly flushed, her body leaning into his embrace. Without any rouge on, her complexion looked even more radiant than on a regular day.
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Su Mei and Chun Xing saw her and understood clearly; indeed, if the lady needed anything, going to the master was the right decision.
Ye Muyu was guided by Chu Heng to the dining table, and noticing the oddly shaped dumplings, she involuntarily glanced at Chu Heng.
Feeling her stare, Chu Heng’s ears turned a shade of red, “I asked them what you’ve been able to eat besides sour things, and decided to make dumplings for you personally.”
“According to what you’ve said before, with thin wrappers and plenty of filling. The filling inside is pickled vegetables, no meat, and the soup is slowly simmered bone broth.”
“I’ve brought the vinegar too, will you give it a try?” Actually, Chu Heng was also somewhat nervous; he feared Ye Muyu wouldn’t be able to eat it, as no one had told him in the letters how severe Ah Yu’s morning sickness was, which made it almost hard for him to recognize her when he returned last night.
Ah Yu had never been this thin before, and his heart ached beyond words. Thus, he had risen early to make food in any way he could, as long as Ah Yu was willing to eat even a little bit.
Ye Muyu noticed the caution in his eyes, and her heart softened. He must have rushed back so hurriedly and endured a lot, further troubling himself for her sake.
During her pregnancy, she became more emotionally sensitive, and all the more moved by it.
She pressed her lips together in a smile, nodded, and first added some vinegar to the dumplings.
With the aroma hitting the right note, she grabbed one to taste.
Biting into it, the taste was good; indeed, the wrapper was thin, and she savored a mouthful of pickled vegetables with a hint of sour radish.
It was unexpectedly appetizing, and even though there was a slight discomfort, it wasn’t noticeable with Chu Heng’s handsome face right in front of her, making her overlook the minor discomfort.
As a result, while Ye Muyu enjoyed watching Chu Heng as she ate, she finished seven or eight dumplings without realizing it.
Chu Heng was somewhat astonished that she had finished so many.
It wasn’t until Ye Muyu waved her hand in front of his cheek that he came back to his senses.
