Dong.
Qingdeng moved his stiff feet, silently retreated two steps, retreated out of the earth, returned to the door, and gently closed the door, blocking Tianzhangyuan back to the back of the door.
He looked straight at the door panel in front of him and thought to himself:
——I probably saw it wrong.
He took a deep breath with an "exhaust" to calm the shock in his heart.
After his mood calmed down, he pushed open the door again—
"My husband, welcome back!"
The same words, the same scene... Tianzhangyuan knelt on the entrance hall, smiling like a flower, and greeted him enthusiastically, like a newlywed wife.
Dong.
Qingdeng replicated the actions he had just done—retreating, closing the door, taking deep breaths—as if it was a reversal image.
About 5 seconds later, he pushed open the door again.
"My husband, welcome back!"
Dong.
Back, close the door, and take a deep breath.
When he opened the door for the fourth time, he heard no longer "Welcome back", but the other party's scream of anger:
"How many times do you have to do it again!"
I saw that Tianzhangyuan no longer knelt down, but stood up, put his hands on his hips, bit his teeth lightly, his cheeks flushed, and he looked as if he was ashamed of shame.
"It's hard to say such things to you with shame! You have asked me to repeat so many times! Do you like to hear me say 'Honey, welcome back' to you?"
After hearing this, Qingdeng apologized half ashamed and half helplessly:
"Sorry, I was just... scared..."
When you come to a strange house, you suddenly see that the current queen mother shouted to you like a newlywed wife, "Honey, welcome back"... Anyone will be scared.
Qing Deng subconsciously bit the tip of his tongue and repeatedly confirmed that he was not dreaming.
"Your Highness, why are you...what do you want?"
He asked, sweeping his eyes and looking up and down at Tianzhangyuan.
The blue kimono, the beige belt... The clothes she wears are all common goods, with ordinary styles and rough fabrics.
Perhaps because her hair was too short, she did not comb her hair, but instead combed her hair into a short ponytail as usual.
During the Edo period, wives who already had family often combed their buns.
As for the unmarried girl, she often combs Shimada's hips.
Before marrying Aoden, Sanako and Awu often showed themselves in the form of "Shida Kidney".
After they became "Juzunako" and "Juzunako", they no longer combed their hair buns.
In addition to the wrong hairstyle, at first glance, the carved Tianzhangyuan really looks like an ordinary wife who can be seen everywhere.
After hearing Qing Deng's apology, the annoyance and shame on Tianzhangyuan's face quickly dissipated like a tide - it seemed that she was not really angry.
Seeing Qingdeng asking for the purpose directly, she chuckled a few times:
"Sheng Qing, have you ever played 'play house'?"
"I played a few times when I was still young."
"Just play! Sheng Qing, I hope you can play house with me for a long time, I will pretend to be a wife, you will pretend to be a husband!"
“…Ha?”
"I hope you can play house with me for a long time..."
"No, I heard it, don't have to repeat it again."
Whenever Qingdeng said "Ha?", the other party always thought he had poor hearing - he just habitually expressed his surprise with "Haa?".
"Your Highness, you, you..."
Because I was too shocked, my tongue was knotted and I couldn't even speak smoothly.
It was not until a while before he gradually recovered:
"Your Highness, can you give me a reason?"
“Why do you want to play ‘play house’?”
"And you have to dress up like that...so special relationship."
Tianzhangyuan had its head tilted, its mouth bent, and its eyes narrowed into thin slits.
Qingdeng was so familiar with this smile - this was the other party's signature smirk.
"Well... it would be too boring to tell you the reason directly."
"I'll tell you the answer after you finish playing house with me."
"Of course, I don't plan to force you."
"If you are not happy, you can just leave."
"But...if you abandon me, I may cry with sadness."
After saying that, she pretended to raise her arms, covered her sleeves, and looked pitiful and moaning.
Immediately afterwards, she raised her cunning gaze from time to time, and passed through the top of her sleeve, secretly glanced at Qingdeng to observe her reaction.
——What kind of thing is this? "I don't plan to force you"...
Qing Deng twitched the corners of his mouth, and black lines appeared between his forehead.
Although he was confused, he... strangely, he didn't feel bored.
As soon as he came, he had long been used to being fooled by Tianzhangyuan.
Secondly, at this moment, there was a hint of... I was eager to try it out.
——I just wanted to know what she wanted, so I wanted to cooperate with her. That's all, and I have no other ideas.
After thinking firmly, he no longer had to worry.
"I understand, please give me some advice!"
He spoke quickly... without a trace of hesitation.
After saying that, he neatly removed the two swords from his waist and handed them to the other party.
"Huh...hey?hey?"
Tianzhangyuan was frozen in place, looking at Qingdeng in panic, looking at him at a loss.
"What's wrong? Your Highness, don't tell me now. It's all fake to want to play 'play house' with me."
"Dangdang, of course it's not fake! I won't use such a thing to make you fool. I just... just... your impatient look makes me a little... scared..."
"Ha? Am I impatient?"
Qingdeng blinked his eyes and looked innocent.
He feels quite good about himself, both in his expression and manners.
"You don't have the awareness of this... Alas, forget it..."
Tianzhangyuan sighed softly, then reached out to take Qingdeng's two swords with a complicated expression, and then carried them back to the room.
When the husband returns home, he will hand the sword to his wife first, who put the sword on the knife holder - this is a common interaction between the Wu family couples in the Edo era.
Taking advantage of the place where the sword was placed in Tianzhangyuan, Qingdeng took off his straw shoes, took off his hat on his head, and stepped across the entrance.
While entering the house, he looked around and carefully inspected the house.
Like its appearance, the interior of this house is equally ordinary and has nothing special.
However, although it is very ordinary, there are all things you should have.
The living room, bedroom, kitchen... are all available.
Qingdeng came to the hall and scanned it.
Apart from a round table and a cabinet, there is no other furniture in the hall.
He folded a cushion and sat down at the round table with his knees bent.
As soon as he sat down, the breath of Tianzhangyuan came back.
"Sheng... Xiang, my husband, please have tea!"
She brought a cup of hot tea and a plate of taro soup, and handed it to Qingdeng with a solemn manner.
[Note·Tao soup: It is made by adding chestnuts and sugar to Ryukyu taro (i.e. sweet potato) and boiling, and then cooling.]
It is obvious that she is still not used to the title of "hunter".
In fact, not only was she not used to talking, but Qingdeng was not used to listening.
Whenever he heard Tianzhangyuan say "Honey" to him, Qing Deng would feel goose bumps all over his body, and a lot of cold sweat appeared on his waist and spine.
"My husband, have you had a meal?"
"not yet."
Because Tenzhangyuan repeatedly emphasized yesterday that "at noon tomorrow, go to Noon No. 6, 8, Michome, Michome, Yokoto left Edo Castle and headed straight to his destination after handling many matters.
When Tianzhangyuan heard this, he was immediately overjoyed.
"That's right! I'm cooking! Please wait a moment, and the meal will start soon!"
After saying that, she retreated in a hurry and her footsteps became farther and farther away.
Immediately afterwards, the sound of the kitchen knife hitting the cutting board, the sound of the "sizzling" after the ingredients are put into the pot, and other unique sounds in the kitchen are heard one after another.
Qingdeng is not good at cooking, so he only knows how to cook eggs and fried eggs and other very simple dishes.
Although he is not a master of cooking, he can still hear the cooking skills of Tianzhangyuan from these sounds - she is just like him, not good at cooking.
No, no... His cooking skills may be worse than his!
Whether it is the sound of cutting vegetables or pouring vegetables into the pot, it all exudes a sense of overwhelming mess.
It sounds like a unique movement for "kitchen novices".
If you think about it carefully, this is not surprising.
Since she was born, she has been a pampered lady, and her fingers are not touched by the spring water.
After becoming the supreme imperial station, she had no reason to learn cooking.
Therefore, it is natural for her not to know how to cook.
Qingdeng had roughly guessed the scene in the kitchen...it was mostly messy and messy.
——Can she do it…?
Qingdeng was worried secretly, but involuntarily turned his head and looked towards the kitchen frequently.
He was not afraid that her cooking would be unpalatable.
He was afraid that she would hurt herself accidentally - the sound of cutting vegetables that was fast and slow at this time, and the sound of cutting vegetables without any rhythm really made him sweat.
Or more serious, burn the kitchen...
Fortunately, his concerns did not become a reality.
About 20 minutes later, Tianzhangyuan, who was sweating profusely, didn't even take off the cutting and cooking, and just returned to Qingdeng's eyes excitedly.
【Note ·Cutting: The apron used to cook during the Edo period was generally white.】
"My husband, I've been waiting for a long time!"
She set up two meal plans and then placed a plate of dishes on the table.
Qingdeng looked down and saw—a very simple three dishes and one soup.
First of all, the rice that was extremely high... has risen to its peak, and the height of "rice mountain" is twice that of the rice bowl.
At first glance, it is shaky... as if another grain of rice will cause the entire "Rice Mountain" to collapse and collapse instantly.
This is actually a kind of etiquette in the Edo period.
Because rice is very precious, ordinary families cannot afford to eat rice, so putting a lot of rice and high up is a manifestation of respecting the other party.
The three dishes are pickled radish, oil tofu and stew - a very common home-cooked side dish in the Edo era.
As for the soup, it is ordinary miso soup.
In terms of taste, it's quite fragrant.
But the appearance is...unspeakable!
Simply put, they all look bad.
Even the rice is terrible, it is not dry or sparse. It is between "rice" and "porridge". It is obvious that there is too much water or the heat is not controlled properly.
It doesn't even have to taste it, just a glance you can tell what this lunch will taste like.
Although Qing Deng didn't say anything and no expression appeared on his face, Tianzhangyuan still lowered his head with shame.
She has eaten delicacies since she was a child, and naturally knows what delicious food looks like.
She wasn't blind, so of course she understood how bad the food she made was.
She rubbed her hands uneasyly while laughing dryly.
"Sorry... it's so difficult to cook...it should not be your taste, please forgive me..."
Looking at the Tianzhangyuan buried in the heads deep, Qingdeng smiled helplessly:
"Your Highness..."
As the words were about to go, the other party suddenly spoke out and interrupted:
"My husband, I am not your 'Your Highness'."
Qingdeng was stunned for a moment, then asked in a conditioned reflex:
"Then what should I call you?"
He paused and then changed into a half-joking tone:
"Do you want me to call you 'mom'?"
In the Edo era, after having children, the husband sometimes called his wife "Okaa-san" (Okaa-san, that is, mother), indicating her role as a mother in the family.
"Talent, don't want it! Don't call me that! We don't have children yet!"
She continued with a red face and said unhappily:
"Just call me my name."
Calling her name... This made Qingdeng difficult.
As we all know, she has many names in her life.
Every time he reaches a new stage in his life, he will change his name.
According to the rules, the general's official wife was mostly welcomed by five photographers (one, two, nine, the Guard and the Eagle) or the royal family.
Therefore, in order to successfully marry into the shogunate, after becoming the adopted daughter of Shimazu Saithin, the former lord of the Satsuma family, she then became the adopted daughter of Kome Tadahi of the Kome family, and her name changed from "Atsuko Shimazu" to "Komezu Seiko".
In this way, her current official name should be "Jingzi".
Thinking of this, Qingdeng said:
"Then I'll call you 'Jingzi'."
As soon as he finished speaking, Tianzhangyuan shook his head helplessly:
"'Jingzi'... few people call me that, so I'm not used to this name, and... I don't like this name very much. Let's change the name."
In order to further "guid" Qingdeng, she said quietly:
"Didn't you just called another name from me not long ago? I like that name you called me."
Qing Deng was stunned when he heard this.
Memories emerged... It was indeed not long ago, on the day when the Three Thousand Mizuto Army attacked, at the moment when Tianzhangyuan leaned against him... It was time, guided by emotions, he no longer called her "Your Highness", but subconsciously called out another name...
As soon as he thought of this, he whispered:
“O Ka Tsu…”
In an instant, Tianzhangyuan smiled and smiled very happily:
"Yes, just call me 'Yuyi'! This is my first name and my favorite name."
"Yuyi" is her nickname.
He affectionately called the Queen Mother "Yuyi"... Qingdeng was still a little uncomfortable for a while.
However, when they thought that they were playing "playing house" now, this point of grounding in their hearts disappeared instantly.
He adjusted his mood a little and followed up what he hadn't finished just now:
“Don’t care about it.”
"It's not difficult to practice something like 'cooking'."
"As long as you cook more, you will cook delicious food one day."
"Anyway, we are already husband and wife, and we still have decades to go."
"The future is long, take your time."
As soon as this said, Tianzhangyuan was stunned at first, then suddenly froze, and his face turned red.
On weekdays, he is basically the only one who can play tricks on Qing Deng, and he rarely has the opportunity to "counterattack".
Seeing that Tianzhangyuan was shy, he naturally would not miss this rare opportunity. While looking at her playfully, he changed into a playful tone:
"What? Palace... Yu Yi, are you shy?"
"Aren't we playing 'play house'? Since that's the case, the more we get into the show, the more fun it becomes, right?"
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