[Comprehensive] Let's get a divorce, Mr. Fuyue

Uchiha Fugaku was once very satisfied with his life, beautiful wife, intelligent offspring, and the identity of Uchiha patriarch... All this began to change after knowing his wife's amnesia.

Uchiha Mikoto and him are regarded as intra-clan marriages-this is still the norm in the Uchiha clan today.Meiqin and him have not experienced a passionate love stage, but because they are suitable, they got together, got married, and then had children.

Uchiha Mikoto is a woman who implements the principles of gentleness and elegance all the time, the perfect candidate for the patriarch's wife-so in the past, she would never let herself sink into long hair in the corner.

Fu Yue was in a strange mood.He doesn't seem to hate his wife showing another completely different side in front of him. On the contrary, it is because of these that he feels closer than ever. He also gradually understands the woman "Uchiha Mikoto".

Although Mr. Fuyue is as serious as a piece of wood, he still needs to know that when his wife falls into a trough, as her husband, he has the obligation to relieve his depressed wife.

However, the so-called specific steps are beyond his grasp.

Fuyue stood there for a long time, but Mikoto didn't seem to want to sleep, so he brought a low table and candles, and spread it out to read the scroll.Miqin was attracted by the sudden light of the candle, and found out that Fugaku came in at some time and was sitting not far from her. The man's broad shoulders lifted the thick feathers, and every fold of his clothes revealed rigor and meticulousness. .

Meiqin froze, this was her instinctive reaction when she first saw someone appearing beside her, and looking at the situation, it didn't look good.

She never thought that Fu Yue's original intention was to comfort her.

Miqin was too embarrassed to break the deadlock first if the visitor didn't open her mouth. A weird atmosphere spread between the two of them, knowing that Miqin's stomach was making an earth-shattering "grunt" sound...

Pressing hard on her shriveled belly, Mikoto's cheeks flushed red.

Due to the guilt and shame of almost blowing up the patriarch's house before, Miqin still has a conscience and dare not face her husband at the dinner table—even though she hasn't eaten any food since noon.

Mikoto's eyes flicked wildly, imagining whether there was a one in ten thousand possibility that Fuyue would be deaf and not hear her stomach growling... But it should be quite difficult, the quiet space and the two of them didn't talk much because of embarrassment, It would be fake to pretend you didn't hear it...

Mr. Fuyue sighed heavily, got up and blew out the candlestick.Then he walked towards Mikoto, and stretched out his hand to help her up from the tatami.

For another moment, Mikoto thought that Fugaku would reprimand her, or at least "speak" to the "amnesiac wife", but Uchiha Fugaku didn't say anything, just took her by the arm, and took her to the living room .

Fuyue got into the kitchen, and quickly brought out a small dish of pickles and a little rice.Mikoto's eyes sparkle by quickly producing edible food in such a magical way, and it was the first time that Fugaku had such shining bright spots on his body besides Sharingan.

Because she was really hungry, Miqin clasped her hands together and said "I'm starting" and started to gobble it up. It was just the ochazuke soaked in hot water and a small dish of pickles. She still ate with gusto, after being hungry for so long, Even if there is only white rice, she can still eat the taste of a full banquet.

I don’t know what Mr. Fuyue put in the ochazuke. The taste is surprisingly delicious. The pickles are also very tasty, sour and delicious.Meiqin quickly cleaned up the food in the bowl and burped loudly.

When Mr. Fuyue closed his eyes and meditated, his eyebrows twitched invisibly.

"Uchiha Shinji", who has no noble blood, of course doesn't know how real nobles eat, but thinks that smacking his mouth is the respect for the cook.

Uchiha Fugaku heaved a long sigh, he couldn't be too harsh on his wife, after all, amnesia is not a trivial matter, many things Mikoto did wrong are justifiable, but...

"I'll cook next time." Mr. Fu Yue's sudden opening startled Miqin, but after realizing it, Miqin realized that this was really great news!

Meiqin hurriedly nodded and agreed, whoever cooks will do it, and she won't do it anyway!

Mr. Fuyue rubbed his temples with a headache: After all, he didn't want to lose his kitchen for no reason...

After finally escaping the bad luck of cooking, Miqin tidied up and cleaned the dishes in her hands wisely. When she dried her hands on the apron and walked out of the kitchen, she found that Mr. Fuyue was still sitting at the table, staring at her with dark eyes.

"Why, what's the matter?" Meiqin couldn't help asking in a trembling voice after being stared at tremblingly.

Fu Yue's gloomy face did not improve, but he still looked back: "It's nothing, you go to bed early, I will go to the study with the quilt in my arms."

Fu Yue got up and was about to go back to the room. Miqin's fingers were tangled in front of her body. After a moment of hesitation, she made up her mind and rushed to grab Fu Yue's sleeve.Being jerked, Fu Yue turned his head and asked her what else she needed with his eyes.

"Well, that, why don't you sleep in the bedroom tonight..." Meiqin knew that she couldn't cause Fuyue any more trouble, "Itachi's friend is here today, it's not good if you are seen sleeping in the study... "

Mikoto braced herself, and finally finished her speech after stuttering. Mr. Fuyue didn't speak for a long time, but the hard part in the eyes finally softened a little.He covered his sleeves, tightened his knuckles hidden in the wide sleeves, and said "yes" after a long time.

Although Miqin was the first to propose that the two of them could sleep in the same room, she was actually panicking inside.Although Mrs. Orochimaru told her to play the role of "wife of the patriarch" well, she is actually full of loopholes. The first point is that she cannot accept any interaction with her husband.

When Miqin returned to the room tremblingly, she found that Fuyue had already taken out her own quilt, and it had been laid far away from Miqin, and she was about to take off her coat and go to bed.

Meiqin didn't know what to say, and she always felt that Fuyue must have known the anxiety and fear in her heart, and deliberately opened this distance.Although Mr. Fuyue is a serious person, he looks dull and dull, but he is actually more thoughtful than anyone else.

But the root cause was her, and Miqin didn't know what to say, she got into me with all her strength, and then turned into a discouraged ball.

It is unknown when he will be able to return to his original state, and when he will be able to return to his own era. All he can do now is to play his own role well, and then try to minimize his changes to the past history—but she did less than.

Unprecedented depression surrounded Miqin, mixed with shame and exhaustion, Miqin fell into a deep sleep, but she seemed to have a nightmare, and one after another...

The next day, Mikoto unexpectedly woke up earlier than usual.

Through the window lattice and the thin paper, she could vaguely tell that the sun hadn't risen yet, it was dark outside the window, and the room was even darker.

Mikoto wanted to raise her hand to stretch, but her hand pushed against a warm object.It was very difficult to see in the dark, so Mikoto fumbled around, trying to break free.In less than half a second, Miqin touched a soft lip and a high bridge of nose, and woke up instantly!

At the same time, Fuyue also opened his eyes. Although those eyes were pitch black, there was a very special light in the darkness. Mikoto recognized Mr. Fuyue's eyes, and her mind froze instantly.

Fa, what happened? !

Why did she wake up in Fuyue's arms? !

Mr. Fuyue became sober after being disturbed by such a commotion. Looking at his wife in his arms, his eyes were filled with confusion and complexity. Soon his eyes became clear again. He lifted the quilt and sat up, ready to get dressed. wash up.

Contrary to Mr. Fuyue's calmness, Miqin's froze brain can't function, and only her five senses are left to search for known information, such as: the fugaku's quilt that she kicked away in the distance , and the shortened distance...

Mikoto covered her face and groaned.

Mikoto knew that she had this bad habit since she was still "Shinji Uchiha". She slept poorly and pushed on the quilt in the middle of the night. When she got cold, she instinctively approached the heat source.She probably kicked off her quilt last night, then rolled into Mr. Fuyue's arms...

What would Fuyue think of her? "If you say no to it, you are actually very honest in your body"?

Mikoto became more and more depressed.

But in the end Uchiha Fugaku left home to go to work without saying anything, just told her "Breakfast is in the refrigerator" and "Don't forget to go to the hospital for a review today" and left, superficially calm to the point of shame.

Meiqin nodded her head, expressing that she had made a note, and sent Fuyue out at the entrance.This was the first time Mikoto watched Fugaku leave, and finally understood why she saw Uchiha Fugaku less often.Every time she left, it was still before dawn, and she was often still asleep at this time.

"Uchiha Shinji" shamelessly occupied the body of the other's daughter-in-law, and always wanted to live a decent life as Uchiha Mikoto, and Mikoto was also going to do something within her own power, so she rolled up her sleeves and looked full of enthusiasm look.

Although he has been eating big pots in Master Orochimaru's base, he doesn't even need to wash the dishes himself, so it can be said that he knows nothing about everything in the kitchen.Only the room is fairly clean. Compared with half of the rooms of single men, "Shinji" is quite good, but there is still a stubborn smell in the room all year round...

What Mikoto said was within her power was cleaning.

However, Uchiha's patriarch's mansion is large and imposing, even if the courtyard is left aside, Mikoto may not be able to finish the work by herself in a whole day with just the front room and the back room.

Mikoto looked around for a moment...the broom she picked up was silently put down again.