Return of the Wasted Wife of Time Traveling

It's spring now, and it's not too cold to come out in the middle of the night.

Relying on memory, Wen Jinyu walked to Lin Jinghuan's study room, and vaguely heard the voice of a woman speaking in front of her.

It seems to have heard the sound.

I just heard the old woman say: "This lady has already married into the house, and the Prime Minister still sleeps in the study every day. I don't think our prime minister's wife has entered the Prime Minister's heart. Marrying back is just a display."

The little maid who followed said: "But I think the Prime Minister cares about Madam very much. He was afraid that Madam would not be used to the food in the capital, so he specially hired a cook from Shangyao, and even Uncle Gao was transferred from another courtyard. Come back and take care of Madam."

No wonder the food is similar to what he ate at home before, he thought it was a unified taste across the country!

"It's just for outsiders to see. If you really like it, why are you willing to let Madam stay alone in the vacant room?"

Wen Jinyu wondered, how could such a simple thing as sleeping alone, in the eyes of outsiders, be so pitiful as being alone in an empty room?

It's not cold anymore, and he doesn't need Lin Jinghuan to warm him up, so why sleep together?

The little maid said: "But I don't think Madam has Xiangye in her heart. Xiangye is still processing paperwork this evening. As a wife, he doesn't know how to send some soup. It's the old lady who remembers Xiangye and tells us every night. Bring me some soup."

Hearing this, Wen Jinyu noticed that the two of them were still carrying a food box, ready to send it to Lin Jinghuan.

Wen Jinyu realized that he wasn't flattering enough after being told by his servants.

Lin Jinghuan, a social dog working overtime, has been staying up late for half a month, so why didn't he think of giving him a supper?

Thinking about it carefully, Wen Jinyu felt that with her character, she deserved to be single before.

Wen Jinyu followed the mother-in-law and maid at a distance without making a sound, and waited for the other party to knock on the door to enter the study, gave the soup to Lin Jinghuan, watched the two leave, and then slipped into Lin Jinghuan's study.

Lin Jinghuan was already a little sleepy at first, but when he saw Wen Jinyu slipping in like a thief, he didn't feel sleepy immediately, looked at him with great interest and asked, "Why are you here?"

Wen Jinyu glanced at the tired Lin Jinghuan and the food box in front of him, and said with some embarrassment: "Just come and have a look... I can't sleep, I want to get some paper to go back and write something." As he spoke, his eyes flicked again He glanced at the food box in front of Lin Jinghuan.

The other party keenly caught his small movements, reached out to open the food box, took out the soup can, opened the sealed lid, and asked, "Do you want to eat?"

After the lid was opened, the smell of broth filled the room, which immediately aroused the glutton in Wen Jinyu's stomach.

At this time, it's time for supper.

Wen Jinyu really wanted to eat, but he was a little embarrassed.

As the wife of the other party, it's fine if he doesn't bring the supper, but Mrs. Lin specially prepared the supper for Lin Jinghuan, and he even came over to eat it...

No matter how you say it, it doesn't feel good.

Wen Jinyu shook his head, and said firmly, "I'm not hungry, you eat by yourself."

Hearing this answer, Lin Jinghuan smiled softly, and felt a little happy under the exhaustion, "Really don't want to eat?" He picked up the soup spoon and scooped up a spoon, "My mother's small kitchen over there is good for making soup. Absolutely."

Seeing this, Wen Jinyu felt that she was the kid next door, and she was about to cry.

But he is not a child after all, and he still has the perseverance that an adult should have, so he still shook his head and said, "Don't eat. Just now the woman was still saying that I didn't know how to give you food, so I won't give you food." , and ate what your mother prepared for you, that's too shameful."

Hearing this, Lin Jinghuan frowned slightly and said, "These women like to gossip."

"People are right."

"In that case, you can bring me soup in the future." Lin Jinghuan suggested as a matter of course.

Wen Jinyu felt that there was something wrong with the other party's thinking, but he couldn't tell exactly what was wrong, "But I can't make it!" He was best at making instant noodles, but he didn't have instant noodles for him in ancient times.

In addition, he can only use induction cooker. If he cooks with ancient firewood, he may burn the kitchen down.

Lin Jinghuan said: "It's nothing, my mother's small kitchen can make it. From now on, you can go there to get soup every night, and then bring it to me."

"What's the point of doing this?" Wen Jinyu was puzzled, "It's the same if the mother-in-law sends it here! Why do you want me to change hands?"

Lin Jinghuan said: "The meaning is different. If you act like this to show my mother, let her feel that you have me in your heart, and she will save you trouble."

As soon as this remark came out, Wen Jinyu couldn't refute it, and even thought Lin Jinghuan's idea was great.

Seeing Wen Jinyu nodding, Lin Jinghuan stood up and bowed his head, so as to hide the flash of joy of success on his face.

He picked up the soup pot, walked up to Wen Jinyu, so that the other party could see the thick soup inside, and said to Wen Jinyu with a smile, "From now on, bring me soup every night, and I can eat some by the way."

Mushroom stewed chicken, smell it closer, this soup is even more fragrant.

The golden-yellow soup and rich aroma are obviously stewed for a long time.

Lin Jinghuan: "Try it." These words seemed to be bewitching Wen Jinyu.

Wen Jinyu wanted to refuse, but before he could say anything, he heard the other party say that he couldn't finish eating by himself.

So in line with the principle of not being wasted, Wen Jinyu happily helped Lin Jinghuan share a bowl of chicken soup.

Lin Jinghuan also gave him a chicken leg.

The chicken is delicious, and the soup is even better. Wen Jinyu thinks this is the best chicken soup he has ever had.

His mother in modern times is very capable of earning money, but her cooking skills are average. His father is better than his mother, but he doesn't cook soup for him.

Seeing Wen Jinyu's satisfied face, Lin Jinghuan's eyes were also full of smiles.

After eating and drinking, Wen Jinyu held back the belching that almost made a sound, and then looked at Lin Jinghuan, "By the way, there is something I want to discuss with you?"

Lin Jinghuan looked at him with gentle eyes, motioning for him to speak directly.

Wen Jinyu said a little coyly: "Can you go back to sleep in the future? You always sleep in the study, they all think I'm out of favor..."

He looked at Lin Jinghuan, but the other party looked at him with interest, as if he didn't understand.

Seeing this, Wen Jinyu scratched his head and said, "We are newly married after all, you let me stay alone in the empty room... After such a long time, outsiders will not take me seriously as the prime minister's wife." Wen Jinyu understands very well that as a brother, he is now If you want to straighten your back, now you can only rely on Lin Jinghuan's "favor".

Hearing these words, Lin Jinghuan let out a chuckle, and replied: "It's my husband's negligence, and I will sleep with my wife every day from now on."

Knowing that this was a joke, Wen Jinyu was still inexplicably shy when she heard it, and her heart was warm...

Then Lin Jinghuan found some paper for Wen Jinyu, and then returned to their room with the person and the paper.

Because the two had slept together before, Wen Jinyu didn't find it weird that the two shared the same bed again. As soon as the quilt was covered and the light turned on, they quickly fell asleep.

Lying next to him, Lin Jinghuan, who was already very tired, could not fall asleep listening to Wen Jinyu's gentle breathing.

He is just an ordinary man, and he cannot escape the word "desire".

A dishonest mouth does not mean a dishonest body.

Lin Jinghuan sighed, and began to think about government affairs in his mind to divert his attention.

In the middle of the night, because Wen Jinyu drank too much chicken soup, he was woken up by urinating.

He turned over and got out of bed, and then woke up Lin Jinghuan who was sleeping outside.

I've been single for too long, I'm used to sleeping alone, and I get confused, forgetting that there is someone beside the bed.

Lin Jinghuan, who was awakened by the trampling, sighed helplessly, and joked: "Madam's way of waking people up is quite special."

Wen Jinyu was extremely embarrassed, and explained: "I didn't mean to."

Lin Jinghuan hummed, and wanted to say something to Wen Jinyu, when he saw the other party get up suddenly, then ran out, and said to him: "I can't hold it anymore, I'll talk about it later."

When Wen Jinyu came back from the bathroom, she saw that Lin Jinghuan was already dressed.

Wen Jinyu was puzzled, "Where are you going? Don't sleep?"

Lin Jinghuan said: "It's getting late, I'm going to go to court early."

"What time is this!" Wen Jinyu glanced outside, it was still pitch black, probably around four or five o'clock in the morning, "You wake up so early, there's no need for it."

Lin Jinghuan shook his head with a smile, "Going forward, you need to prepare some things, pass messages among officials, and then unify opinions..." He said, stroking Wen Jinyu's head, "Go on to sleep, I will gone."

Looking at the back of Lin Jinghuan leaving, Wen Jinyu felt from his heart that Lin Jinghuan was more miserable than the overtime social animals in [-].

Born in a family, Lin Jinghuan, who grew up with a golden spoon in his mouth, is working hard. Wen Jinyu feels that he can't fall behind, and he has to work hard, so he can't always rely on Lin Jinghuan to support him.

As a result, Wen Jinyu, who was born lazy and had no ambitions, also became motivated.

After waking up in the morning, I went straight to the Ministry of Industry, wanting to supervise the construction of my own bicycle parts.

Most of the workers in the Ministry of Industry are craftsmen. Although the per capita education level is not high, most of them are craftsmen who concentrate on crafts. They have less flattery and work much faster.

For Wen Jinyu, the prime minister's wife, at first everyone was too afraid, but after getting along with her, they found that Wen Jinyu was an unassuming person, so they quickly let Wen Jinyu blend in.

After all, Wen Jinyu has modern knowledge, and sometimes some of the opinions and ideas put forward will catch everyone's eyes.

And Wen Jinyu can also learn some basic knowledge from the craftsmen.

Before he knew it, it was noon, and after learning that the Ministry of Industry was in charge of meals, Wen Jinyu planned to eat directly at the Ministry of Industry.

The big pot of rice is naturally not as exquisite as the Xiangfu's, but Wen Jinyu is not picky about food, so he picked up the rice bowl and chopsticks and was ready to eat.

It's just that before he dropped his chopsticks, he heard Lin Jinghuan's voice behind him.

Looking back, I saw that the other party was still wearing an official uniform.

Wen Jinyu was a little surprised and asked, "Why are you here?"

Lin Jinghuan replied: "I work in the Ministry of Criminal Justice. I heard that you are here, so I stopped by to pick you up for dinner."

"But it's not the same way from the Ministry of Punishment to the Ministry of Industry!" From the Ministry of Punishment to the Ministry of Industry, it takes a long detour.

Lin Jinghuan was dismantled, his expression remained calm, and he said, "I said drop by is just drop by."

Hearing this, Wen Jinyu didn't dare to say anything.

Lin Jinghuan turned around, "Let's go."

Wen Jinyu looked down at the job bowl in his hand, put it down with some reluctance, and followed Lin Jinghuan back.

Author's gossip: Wen Jinyu: My lord, get up! (step down)

Lim Kyung-hwan (-.-) (QAQ)