reborn wife

What the hell was going on in Jin Yihun's mind that he suddenly had to give up his room to such a rough man who had never met him before?

Even when they were husband and wife, they never slept in the same room!

What's more, it's such a shabby room where you can smell a fart from the next door through the cracks in the wall!

Wen Zhiru had already conceived thousands of embarrassing situations that he was about to face in his mind, and was about to stop the man from continuing his kindness, when he raised his eyes, Jin Yihui and the strong man had already linked their shoulders and drank wine , Just like a good brother's posture.

"Jin—" He wanted to say something, but saw that the other party put a hand behind his back and waved it towards him.

The two exchanged greetings and drank two more cups, Jin Yihui returned to his seat, and before Wen Zhiru asked, he whispered: "The people who came to the inn today are not simple, I am afraid there is a It's a good show to watch."

Wen Zhiru turned his face curiously and looked at the diners around him, but he still didn't see anything.

He has lived two lifetimes and has never left the capital, let alone the experience of traveling the rivers and lakes.

However, after thinking about it, Jin Yihui gave up his room to that person. Doesn't that mean that tonight, that person will live next door to him?Even if he has no eyesight, he still knows that the brawny man is not weak in martial arts, if something really happened...

"Isn't there any danger?" This is an imperial envoy hand-picked by the emperor. Is it appropriate to put yourself in danger so easily?

Jin Yihui seemed to benefit from Wen Zhiru's concern, and patted the back of his hand gently: "I have a sense of proportion."

Wen Zhiru shivered and withdrew his palm.Since arriving here, this son, who is usually well-mannered and courteous, seems to be different!

After lunch, Jin Yihui proposed to take Wen Zhiru for a walk around the town, so as to get to know the local conditions and customs.

I don't know if it's because he's born weak and can't tolerate the cold, or if he died in such a snowy day in his previous life. In short, Wen Zhiru seems to be more afraid of the cold than ordinary people. He has only been out for an hour, and his hands and feet are cold. His lips were purple, and he couldn't speak.

Jin Yihui didn't expect such a situation, so he hurriedly wrapped his fur cloak around Wen Zhiru's body, and went back to the inn with his arms around him.

The charcoal stove was lit in the room, and Jin Yihui ordered hot water to wipe his face and hands.

Wen Zhiru finally regained his strength, and fell asleep in a daze on the bed.

This sleep lasted until midnight, and her eyelids were still heavy, but she was hungry, so Wen Zhiru slowly opened her eyes.

A small candle was lit in the room, under the dazed candlelight, Jin Yihui was quietly reading a book.

Wen Zhiru seemed to have gone back a long time ago, on that wedding night.

He has always been incapable of drinking, and fell asleep drowsily after drinking two glasses of quilt wine. When he woke up, he was already lying on the big red wedding bed, and the wedding dress had been replaced by someone.

He thought of his identity, and sat up from the bed in a jerk, only to see that under the pair of bright phoenix flower candles, that person was also holding a book.

After waking up, people always have a dry mouth. He swallowed and wanted to say something, but he opened his mouth and no sound came out.

The man finally realized that he was awake, put down the book, and walked over.

"You were drunk just now. I was afraid that you would sleep badly, so I changed your clothes on my own initiative. I didn't let the maids in, so you don't have to worry."

The man's voice is soft and has the ability to soothe people's hearts.

He nodded, but before he could speak, the man went on to say, "You haven't eaten anything all day after being tired. The food is cold now. I left some snacks for you. If you're hungry, take it yourself." Come eat, and I won't disturb your rest."

All of this seems to be as logical as it is said, did that person forget that tonight is the wedding ceremony for the two of them...

Then, he saw that person turn around and walk out of the wedding room.

He didn't understand, there was no intersection between the two of them in the past.And why is he willing to marry such an unknown man as him, and still think of him in every way, and treat each other with courtesy.

"Why?" This question had been hidden in his heart for many years, but now he asked it at the wrong time.

"What?" Jin Yihui was stunned for a moment, and then thought that this might be the babbling of the other party between half asleep and half awake, so he didn't take it to heart, "Are you awake? Do you want to eat something? I asked Xiaoer to save it for you Some food, but I'm afraid it's all cold right now."

"Is it worth it?" He seemed to have not recovered from the dream just now, and muttered to himself, with faint tears in the corners of his eyes.

In the last life, Jin Yihui not only made him a concubine, but also never accepted a concubine or a concubine.

He clearly knew that his heart was never on him, but why did he treat him so well?

Does he like himself?But where did this love come from?He has always been well-behaved and considerate to himself, and he has never had even the slightest thought of being frivolous.

"What's wrong with you?" Jin Yihun also realized that something was wrong with Wen Zhiru, he walked to the bedside, looked at the misty eyes and red cheeks, and reached out to touch the other's forehead.

It turned out to be a fever.

He should have thought earlier, the bumpy and tiring journey, and he had never traveled far before, and now he finally fell ill.

He shouldn't have dragged him into the street in this snowy day.

It may be difficult to hire a decent doctor in this place.

Jin Yihui was about to order someone to add more charcoal fire to make a pot of hot water, but before he turned around, he was grabbed by his sleeve again: "Why do you treat me so well?"

"Before I left Beijing, I promised the teacher that I would take good care of you."

"Then why didn't you save him?" He was immersed in his own world and couldn't get out.

Jin Yihui frowned, reached out and took the cloak hanging by the side, and wrapped him tightly, "You are sick and talking nonsense. I'll get someone to cook a bowl of ginger soup for you and drink it hot. Just sweat it out."

He pulled him, never letting go: "You know that I already have someone in my heart, but you still want to make me feel guilty like this."

He actually already has a sweetheart?Fortunately, I haven't done anything to embarrass each other.

Finally, these words successfully brought back Jin Yihun's attention, and his heart felt bitter.

"I can't do anything, just treat whoever you like."

"But he's already married." Wen Zhiru burst into tears suddenly, "It's never been me that he cares about."

No one knows how hard it is for a person to hide so many secrets in his heart, he always needs an outlet to vent.

The word "marry" suddenly made Jin Yihun's eyes light up.

In the past, he deliberately made friends with him and proposed to the emperor to go to Beijing with him to investigate the case, but he didn't dare to cross the threshold, fearing that he had never had such thoughts, thinking that he was a sanctimonious licentious person.

Now, since he knew that he also liked men, he had nothing to hide.

However, he was also a little jealous of the sweetheart he was talking about.

He sat on the side of the bed, leaning Wen Zhiru's slender body on his shoulder, "Since that person doesn't understand your kindness, then you don't have to miss him, take a good rest, sleep well, and forget everything. "

Wen Zhiru suddenly raised his head again, staring at him closely with such moist eyes: "Do you like me?"

He smiled, a more gentle smile than ever before, then lowered his head into Wen Zhiru's ear, and whispered hoarsely that only the two of them could hear: "I like it."

"Then I will like you too!" He nodded and answered in a childish tone.

"Okay, I will remember what you said tonight, and don't forget."

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Wen Zhiru fell asleep again at some point later.

With Jin Yihun's sleepless care all night long, when he woke up, he was mostly healed, but he was still a little groggy and weak.

Before dawn, Jin Yihui ordered his men to go to the pharmacy in the town to grab two decoctions for treating wind and cold, which had just been boiled and brought in.

He helped the person up and leaned against him, and fed the medicine himself.

The dream last night seemed real and illusory, Wen Zhiru was still a little dazed, but as soon as he took the bitter soup, he woke up.

"I... I'll do it myself. Don't bother Shizi." Wen Zhiru took the medicine bowl, avoided Jin Yihun's body, and drank it in one gulp.

"I asked the kitchen to cook some meat porridge for you. Would you like to drink some before resting?"

"It's the first time I go out, and my body is so weak that I make the prince laugh."

"It's because I'm not thoughtful, Zhiru, but you can call me by my name directly here." Jin Yihui didn't care at all about Wen Zhiru's intention to move into the bed while talking, but got closer and closer.

"This...isn't it good!" When he woke up, why did this man seem to be different everywhere?

Wen Zhiru tried hard to recall the root of the problem, and the dream from last night flashed through his mind again.

Shouldn't...

"Last night..." Wen Zhiru hesitated for a long time before asking, "I'm sick and confused, did I say something?"

"No." Jin Yihui replied without hesitation.It's just the smile in those eyes that made Wen Zhiru feel a little chilly.

"That……"

Something is wrong, the current atmosphere is very wrong.

Why did he just fall asleep, and this man's words and deeds became so...

frivolous!

Yes, it is frivolity.Wen Zhiru finally discovered the crux of the problem.

"You are sick and prone to cranky thoughts, please sleep a little longer!"

The author has something to say: I originally wanted to write about the progress of the case, such as the death of a person~~ met a robber or something. .

As a result, it turned into a sensational drama inexplicably~~~~ Do you say that if there is a murder case, should I arrange Zhiru as a suspect and let the son be a hero to save the beauty, or let the son become a suspect and let our little one... Shoushou is showing his talents~~ hehehe