Chapter 42

The following days, besides Physician Feng Nian coming for our regular tea time session, I mean consultation. Mainly, we would stay in a designated room filled with privacy with Re, bearing witness that we are not committing adultery, read some books, and chat a bit.

"Re, where's your master now?"

"The master is still in his study."

Ah, what a diligent man. He's just as with his duties, and that's good for me. I won't see him often as he stays cooped up in his study room until he finishes what the Emperor had given me. Strangely enough, it looks like he likes this WFH setting.

To be extremely busy while I'm doing nothing...

I feel I'm being ungrateful. Without the marriage status, I'm just renting the protagonist's house. Of course, I need to pay up.

"Lead me to your master; let's go to the kitchen first."

Since I'm in a good mood, I'll try to cook a simple egg.

I've missed cooking eggs. As long as there is salt and oil, I won't have a problem cooking eggs. That's the only thing I'm good at. I can confidently say I can do it.

"Mistress, are you? Are you going to cook it?"

I'll call this maid by the nickname 'Re,' giving me a contemplative look. I couldn't blame her. Servants would always do the cooking for their masters.

"I just had some thoughts."

Besides, your master would still smile even if he ate a burnt egg from me. That's just how he acts.

The more I make things hard for him, the more he'll take it all. It is better to help him bit by bit in the name of my duty as his wife to loosen up his watchful behavior.

Re arrived at the kitchen, and she was relatively quick; the eggs were already on top of some shelves and seasonings. The cooks were all gone, with the help of Re. In this household, only Re and the Ml know I'm genuinely sane, while the others only know I'm a retard undergoing medication with the help of a genius doctor. There were a few maids, but it was rare to see them. It's like I'm alienated from the other places. Well, it's better to say they were all instructed to work on the other premises of this estate.

Maybe I should cook some omelets. Recently, I've been missing the taste of it.

What's good about his mansion is that, even though I'm a fool, no one truly dares to slander me directly. Well, if they did, I'll act like a petty child and tell the Ml about it. It's too tiring to scheme with the servants. I need to preserve it for future opponents.

Usually, I cook whenever I'm in the mood. It's just once in a blue moon and only if I need to do it. I would try to learn a thing or two when surfing and watching videos on different sites, then try it out. Goodness, I still remember my mother being so happy to see me cook on my own, as if she couldn't believe that she had born a filial daughter for a moment.

Now that I've completed this simple meal, let's not forget the rice that will never disappear from my menu.

"Mistress, let me hold it for you."

"It's fine. Let the cooks return."

"Understood."

Seeing her bow and go away, I pursed my lips. Re is somewhat reserved. It is different from all the maid's of villains and protagonists in novels that either protect, motivate, or support their masters. She's just doing her duty as she was asked to do. Well, maybe it's better that way. I don't plan on getting close to anyone in this novel. If something happens in the future, it might become my shortcoming.

Most transmigrators who wish to return home but become attached to the people where they transmigrated find it hard to return to their original world. The power of affection is something I shouldn't underestimate. Once I got used to the people around me, and held such profound sentiments. Hah. Adios amigo.

"Husband?"

I softly called out when I arrived in front of his door.

"You can always enter."

Sliding the door and closing it again, I smiled, seeing how focused he was on his work. Look how vengeful the Emperor is; every two to three days, one of the Emperor's eunuchs would come with scrolls, and now they are piling up on his table.

"Husband, come and taste my egg."

Wait, it sounds weird.

"Come taste this simple meal your wife made."

"Oh? Alright." I quickly served him the omelet—one for him and one for me.

"Let's eat first."

Itadakimasu.

"Husband is quite surprised that you've personally cooked for me."

Ah? For you?

"For us."

I corrected. Why would I give you my share if I didn't miss cooking an omelet? Hmph.

He chuckled, "Yes, wife is right. It's for us."

"How does it taste?"

I always add more salt than any other ordinary person. Although it tastes delicious on my part, I don't know about him.

"It's very fragrant and sumptuous. Wife knows how to cook well. You should cook more often."

I merely smiled.

We silently ate our meals. I burped, subconsciously muttering the word 'excuse me' before chugging it off with water. Old habits die hard.

Now that we're eating, it's time to get his attention.

"Husband, you've been working so hard these following months."

"Mm? Is there something my wife wishes to ask?"

He put down his scroll, looking at me with his signature smile.

"You've also taken care of the internal affairs of this household. Let me secretly handle the internal affairs of this household. It would also lessen your burden."

"You want to take care of the internal affairs?"

I nodded. It was also a way that I am officially acknowledging I'm his wife. Well, the duties, that is.

"Isn't it what a wife should do? Li Jia Ying has realized she's been irresponsible these past few months; it's unbecoming. You can teach me and test me after that."

"Are you sure? You don't need to be dutiful."

Ah, the spoiling tone of a male-lead it makes me want to sign up for the pro version, lifetime access. Free of charge.

"Yes, Li Jia Ying is sure."

Nah. I need to pay my rent. I'm not shameless; I know nothing is free in this world.

"..."

What's that deep look? Do you think I'll fail? I'll try my best, ok?

"Then I'll have my men make another table beside mine. The day after tomorrow, this husband will teach you."

Great!

I bowed down. "Many thanks! Then this wife will retire first."

"Mm."

Now that the first step is nearly done, I better rest and prepare some papers as if I'm back when I was a diligent high schooler taking notes of whatever the teacher was saying in front of us.

I can now finally breathe a bit. I've been a pet for months. Woof. Woof.