I Became the Prime Minister’s Adored Wife after Transmigrating

  Chapter 314 I miss you

  When Qin Minghong, who was standing outside the Pangui Hall at that time, heard this, his heart skipped a beat.

   After struggling again and again, he still walked into the hall with heavy steps.

   Seeing his devastated expression, Mrs. Qin winked at Nanny Wu.

   After a while, Madam Wu brought two servings of sweet soup.

"I remember that when you were young, you loved the sweet red bean soup made by Madam Wu. At that time, your life at home was not easy, and the Liu family was used to being a superficial person. Your father devoted himself to the court and seldom cared about it. You, you are naughty and stubborn, you often go out to fight, no matter you lose or win, you will come back to court." Mrs. Qin took the lead in picking up a bowl of sweet red bean soup, fiddled with the spoon in the bowl, He sighed in a low voice.

"When I was young, if my aunt didn't protect me secretly, I don't think I would have survived to the age of the crown." Qin Minghong said gratefully, "The nanny also said before she died of illness that my aunt and my mother were best friends in the boudoir. So before she died, she told me that if the Liu family plots against me in the future, I must come and look forward to Guitang more. At that time, I was too young to understand the good intentions of the nanny."

   "Try the sweet soup, it won't taste good if it gets cold." Mrs. Qin smiled at him with soft eyes.

  Qin Minghong quietly finished the bowl of sweet soup and left;

  Although he had some doubts in his heart, he still didn't speak.

   After all, sometimes ignorance is bliss.

  The moment Qin Minghong stepped out of the gate of the Qin Mansion, Qin Minghong looked up at the bright moon hanging in the night sky, with mixed feelings in his heart.

  He suddenly remembered that today is the Mid-Autumn Festival, but he couldn't have a reunion dinner.

  When it comes to the Qin family in Fucheng, everyone will be envious;

  But he just felt lonely.

  At the beginning of the Xu Dynasty, Ji Zhao simply made three dishes and one soup, all of which were Shen Yao's usual favorite dishes.

  As early as when Ji Zhao was cooking in the kitchen, Shen Yao also took the time to tidy up the yard.

  Under the lush old locust tree, there is a small wooden table next to two adjacent bamboo chairs.

   "Dinner is ready." After the food was brought to the table, Ji Zhao said with a smile, "Are you in a hurry? Let's move our chopsticks quickly?"

"it is good."

   The two looked at each other and smiled, eating quietly.

  Compared to the moonlight tonight, Shen Yao felt that his little daughter-in-law was the most beautiful in the world.

   "Ahem." He looked over, straightforward and enthusiastic, even with undisguised desire.

   Being stared at by him like this, Ji Zhao only felt that his cheeks began to become hot.

"you-"

   Before she could finish her question, Shen Yao approached unexpectedly.

  Even though they have already become a real couple, every time he approaches, Ji Zhao blush and heartbeat.

  Ji Zhao nervously clenched the pair of chopsticks in his hand, closed his eyes silently, and pouted his lips involuntarily~

   "Zhao Zhao, here is a grain of rice." Shen Yao suppressed a smile, and said in a serious tone.

  Ji Zhao blushed instantly!

   "Oh." Ji Zhao smiled awkwardly, and when he was about to turn around, he was hugged by Shen Yao.

   Nervous Ji Zhao subconsciously hugged his neck, and a hazy mist appeared in his moist almond eyes, like a deer in the forest, dazed and cute.

  Shen Yao looked down at the person in his arms, and gently pecked the side of her lips, moistening everything silently like a dragonfly.

   "You...why are you like this!" Ji Zhao couldn't help but clenched his fists and beat his chest, muttering softly.

   "Zhao Zhao," Shen Yao suddenly approached her ear, and called out in a low voice, that tone was too tempting—

  Ji Zhao felt his heart tremble, "What...what's wrong?"

   "I miss you." Shen Yao gently bit her earlobe and whispered.

  Just as Shen Yao was holding her and was about to go back to the house, he heard a rapid knock on the door.

  Ji Zhao, who was held in his arms, tightly clenched his skirt, "It's so late, who will come?"

  At that time, Qin Minghong, who was carrying two jars of good wine, frowned suspiciously.

   This address should be correct!

  Just as he was about to knock on the door again, the courtyard door in front of him was suddenly opened.

  If he hadn't stabilized his figure in time, he might have fallen into the mud!

   "Shen Yao, today is Mid-Autumn Festival, let's have a drink?" Qin Minghong raised the wine jar in his hand with a smile.

  Qin Minghong, who was in high spirits, never saw Shen Yao's face that was three points darker than the night.

   "Brother Qin?"

  Ji Zhao didn't expect that it was Qin Minghong who came, so he quickly asked, "It's so late, why are you here?"

   "It's a bit desolate to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival alone." Qin Minghong shrugged helplessly, and then said with a smile, "So I came to bother you, shouldn't I bother you?"

   "What do you think?" Shen Yao looked at him with gritted teeth and asked back.

   "Could it be that I came at the wrong time?" Qin Minghong lowered his brows in frustration, "Then I won't bother you..."

   "Brother Qin, sit down!" Ji Zhaoying smiled, and swiftly took the two jars of wine from him, "It happens that there are some live shrimps in the kitchen, I'll make you some drunken shrimps!"

  Ji Zhao turned around and was about to go to the kitchen. When passing by Shen Yao, he tugged on Shen Yao's sleeve lightly, and said in a low voice, "Brother Qin, something is wrong."

  Full of grievances, Shen Yao squeezed her chubby cheeks angrily, and replied in a low voice, "Got it."

  Ji Zhao walked into the kitchen, took the claw fence, and fished out some live shrimps from the small tank.

  The practice of drunken shrimp is very simple, but the premise is to wash the live shrimp several times, and then cut off the shrimp gun, shrimp whiskers, and shrimp legs after washing.

  Put the processed shrimps on a plate, pour over white wine, and then take a bowl and place it upside down.

  Ji Zhao thought about it, and decided to make a dipping sauce.

  She brought a scallion, took the white of the scallion and cut it into knuckle-long scallions, and then began to adjust the dipping sauce.

   At that time, in the yard.

  Shen Yao leaned on the bamboo chair with his arms around his chest, looked at Qin Minghong who was drinking alone with great interest, and said abruptly, "It's even more worrying to use wine to relieve your sorrow."

  Qin Minghong glanced at him silently, with a bit of guilt in his eyes, "It seems that I really came at the wrong time?"

   "Then you're still here?" Shen Yao retorted with a light smile.

"I…"

"Zhao Zhao said that you are our good friend." Shen Yao interrupted him, and said sincerely, "Although I don't know why you use alcohol to relieve your worries, drinking alcohol hurts your body and kidneys. You haven't married yet. Wife, don't ruin your body early and harm the daughter of a good family."

  Qin Minghong couldn't help smiling, and after struggling a bit, he still put down the flagon in his hand.

   "Zhao Zhao said that she went to visit the eldest lady at the mansion today, and saw something wrong with your birthday banquet menu." Shen Yao asked calmly, "Is it related to this matter that you are so depressed at the moment?"

  (end of this chapter)