I Became the Prime Minister’s Adored Wife after Transmigrating

  Chapter 315 Walk slowly

"I, I don't understand." After being silent for a while, Qin Minghong sighed softly, "I... never wanted to compete with Mingyao, and I even envied Mingyao, but she still couldn't tolerate me, and even regarded me as a thorn in her side. Fortunately, my father is going to divorce her, but I don't feel happy at all, and I even feel a little depressed in my heart."

"Different positions mean different thoughts. Since you are a person who has no destiny, why force it?" Shen Yao said slowly, "Human nature is selfish, you might as well imagine, if your mother is still alive, you would still expect Does Mrs. Liu love you more?"

  Qin Minghong was silent.

  If his mother is still alive, he must hate Liu Shi to the bone, right?

"The first wife of the Qin family has nothing to do with it, and the second wife is only you and Qin Mingyao." Shen Yao analyzed calmly, "In the eyes of your stepmother, everything about the Qin family will naturally fall into the hands of her own son. She will be at ease."

"Your uncle is an official of the fourth-rank Rongwei general. He has made great military achievements. Even in front of the current emperor, he can stand upright. It's a pity that he has no news from him in the battle of Feihe sixteen years ago..." Shen Yao looked at it. Looking into his eyes, she analyzed seriously, "Your eldest aunt is even more prominent, but your stepmother didn't put herself in the right place, so it's not surprising that she ended up being divorced."

   "Brother Qin, instead of hurting life and sorrow for unimportant people here, you might as well think about your future path."

  A moment later, Qin Minghong faced Shen Yao, raised his glass with a smile, "Listening to what you have to say is better than reading ten years of books."

   "Don't dare to be that." Shen Yao smiled slightly, "It's getting late, Brother Qin, let's go back and rest earlier!"

   "I have another question." Qin Minghong thought for a while and asked again, "If one day, my surname can no longer be Qin..."

"The surname is just a title." Shen Yao said very frankly, "If your surname is Zhou, Zhao Zhao and I will call you Brother Zhou; if your surname is Wu, we will call you Brother Ang. It doesn't matter what your surname is Ah, what matters is that you are you."

   "I am me?" Qin Minghong pondered this sentence carefully, and then suddenly realized, "Yes, I am just me, so what does it have to do with my surname?"

   "Walk slowly and don't see him off." Seeing his sudden expression, a slight smile finally appeared on Shen Yao's face.

  In the kitchen, when Ji Zhao was about to take out the prepared drunken shrimp, Shen Yao walked in suddenly.

   "Huh? Why did you come in?" Ji Zhaoqing blinked and asked curiously, "Brother Qin?"

   "He has gone back."

   "Ah?" Ji Zhao was even more at a loss, "But hasn't he tasted the drunk shrimp yet? Is he in a better mood now?"

   "He's fine." Shen Yao suddenly reached out to support her shoulder, looked down at her eyes, and said aggrievedly, "I'm not fine."

"why?"

   "What do you think?"

  Ji Zhao raised his eyebrows lightly, tiptoed up to his cheek and kissed him, "What about now? Are you feeling better? Big vinegar~"

   "It's not enough~" Shen Yao smiled softly, picked her up unexpectedly, turned and went back to the house.

  The night breeze is cool, and the candlelight is trembling;

   One after another.

   Another night of spring night is short, and the deepest love has already dawned.

  When the sky breaks dawn, the morning rain is drizzling.

   Sleepy-eyed Ji Zhao saw the man beside him clearly, and asked lazily, "Shen Yao, what time is it?"

   "It's past half time."

   "Oh." Ji Zhao responded silently, found a comfortable position in his arms, and closed his eyes.

   After a while, she suddenly raised her eyes, "It's half past time?! Aren't we going to the Qin Mansion for a banquet today?"

   "There is no need to go for the time being." Shen Yao played with a strand of black hair hanging from her shoulder, and explained softly, "Brother Qin said last night that the birthday party was cancelled."

   "Cancelled? Why?"

   "I heard that the second master of the Qin Mansion wants to divorce his wife." Shen Yao nodded affectionately on the tip of her nose, "I don't want to mention that, it's still raining outside now, why don't you sleep a little longer? Hmm?"

   "Then you accompany me?"

   "Are you sure?" Shen Yao looked at her with raised eyebrows, the light in his eyes was undisguised.

   "I don't want it anymore..." Ji Zhao, who immediately gave up, pulled off the thin quilt and covered himself silently, "When I wake up, I want to eat shredded pork noodles."

"it is good."

   Near noon, the rain breaks.

   Ji Zhao, who struggled to get up from the bed, greeted Shen Yao ten thousand times in his heart while rubbing his sore waist!

   This man is simply a hungry wolf~

   "Try it?" Shen Yao walked to her side with the bowl and chopsticks, and said softly, "My craftsmanship is not as good as yours, so I can only make you feel wronged."

   "It smells very good!" Smelling the aroma of the bowl of shredded pork noodles, the smiling Ji Zhao praised without hesitation.

  Just as she was about to reach out to pick up the bowls and chopsticks, Shen Yao avoided her.

"Um?"

   "Let me feed you."

   "Is it a bit exaggerated?" Ji Zhao blurted out subconsciously.

   "Then you try?"

   A quarter of an hour later, Ji Zhao angrily handed the chopsticks into his palm.

   "I don't eat."

   It's so embarrassing, she never expected that the husband and wife's **** will have such great stamina, she can't even hold a pair of chopsticks steadily!

   "It's all mine, isn't Zhao Zhao not angry?" Shen Yao coaxed gently, and then handed the bowl of noodles to her lips one after another.

  When Immortal Xianhe rushed to this courtyard, what he saw was the greasy scene of these two people.

   "Master? Why are you here?" Ji Zhao walked forward with a smile, but was flicked by Immortal Crane!

  Ji Zhao silently covered his eyebrows, and looked at him aggrievedly, "Master, why are you doing it?"

   "It's a shame that you still see me as a master!" Master Xianhe poked her on the forehead angrily, "You two moved out of the inn quietly, and you didn't even know I was there?"

   Ji Zhao, who was wronged, shrank his head silently, and immediately admitted his mistake, "I know I was wrong."

"Senior, it's not Zhaozhao's fault, it's my negligence." Shen Yao held Ji Zhaohu behind him with great distress, and explained sincerely, "I originally wanted to wait for us to settle down before telling senior. This yard is a bit rough and not as comfortable as staying in an inn."

   "Hmph," Immortal Crane rolled his eyes at him, "You think I don't know what you're thinking, brat? You did it on purpose!"

   But this brat is still younger!

  He won't just watch the good boy being bullied by him so hard!

   "I just left the inn in a hurry, and I haven't had lunch yet."

   "Then what does master want to eat, I'll make it for you?" Ji Zhao said quickly, and got up to go to the kitchen, but his feet were weak and he almost fell to the ground.

   Fortunately, Shen Yao had quick eyes and hands to support her.

   "You can't even stand upright, what are you going to cook?" Immortal Xianhe was angry and distressed, pointing at Shen Yao and said angrily, "Go and cook another bowl of noodles!"

   "Okay, please wait a moment, Senior."

  (end of this chapter)