reborn wife

Ever since Jin Yihui had tasted the sweetness of the bed affair, he was no longer the prince Wen Zhiru knew.

For the past two days, he was either trying to catch up on sleep or lying on the bed with back pain and looking up at the sky speechlessly.

Jin Yihun, on the other hand, looked refreshed. He got up early in the morning and was accompanied by the magistrate to go out to observe the people's sentiments.

The weather was cold and he had been running around for days, and he couldn't get used to sleeping on the bed in the inn. Now that he finally got to a more comfortable place, Wen Zhiru was a little sleepy.

After a short time, he fell asleep, and when Jin Yihui came back from the outside in the afternoon, he was still wrapped in a warm blanket, and he had no intention of waking up at all.

"Zhiru..." Jin Yihun sat on the bedside and whispered.

"Hmm~ don't make noise!" Wen Zhiru grunted and turned over.

Jin Yihui didn't mind if he continued to sleep, but there was a banquet for the prefect to attend at night, and it was getting dark now, so if he didn't get up and change his clothes, he might not be able to make it in time.

Although Jin Yihui didn't care about this kind of perfunctory entertainment, but when he first came to Taiyuan Mansion, he still had to save face.

Thinking of this, Jin Yihun still lifted Wen Zhiru's quilt, and the slightly cold air made Wen Zhiru shrink back, and there were dots of hickey marks in the half-opened skirt, which made Jin Yihun feel distracted for a while.

Fingers stroked the eye-catching red marks on the fair skin, Jin Yihui had already warmed his hands in front of the charcoal stove when he entered the room, the temperature of his fingertips made Wen Zhiru, who was half asleep and half awake, a little greedy, and unconsciously greeted him.

"Zhiru..." His throat was a little tight, and his self-control was getting worse and worse in front of this guy recently.Wen Zhiru, who was motivated by desire, changed from his usual cool appearance, with a soft and slightly dull cuteness, which always makes people unable to help themselves.

"Cold..." As if dissatisfied with the meager warmth, Wen Zhiru stretched out his hand and put his arms around the other's waist, then leaned his whole body over, found a comfortable position, curled his lips, and continued to sleep.

Is this using yourself as a heater?Jin Yihui was a little dumbfounded, but he sat on the bed and gently wrapped him in his arms.

Smelling the familiar smell from that person, Wen Zhiru didn't know whether he was awake or still in a dream, and complained vaguely: "I came back so late."

Are you accusing yourself of not letting him sleep alone?

Jin Yihun buried his head into his neck and kissed lightly, "Yes, I will definitely come back sooner."

Just like that, she slept with Wen Zhiru in her arms for nearly half an hour, the sky was getting dark, An Le outside the house knocked lightly on the door, "Master, the carriage is ready, it's time to get ready to go."

Jin Yihui responded in a low voice, "Okay, I understand, let them wait a moment, Mr. Wen wants to change."

"Yes, sir."

Hearing the sound of An Le turning around and leaving, Jin Yihui moved his arm that was a little numb from the pillow, and patted Wen Zhiru on the back, "Get up!"

"Hmm!" Wen Zhiru moved his body dissatisfied, and buried his head deeper in the opponent's arms.

"If you don't wake up again, I'm welcome."

The palm stroking the opponent's back slid all the way, and although the wound had healed, an obvious cross scar could still be felt.Jin Yihun rubbed his cocooned fingertips on it, causing waves of itching.

"Hmm..." Wen Zhiru murmured, trying to push away the opponent's palm, but was blocked easily.

Jin Yihui easily grasped the opponent's two wrists with one hand, and the other hand was even more unscrupulous.

"You... um..." Wen Zhiru opened his eyes in shock, and in front of him was an enlarged version of Jin Yihui's handsome smiling face.

"Madam finally woke up?"

"You—" Wen Zhiru blinked, still a little confused, didn't he go out with Liu Zhifu early in the memory, so what's the situation now?

"Did Madam sleep well?"

"Uh... still... ah... hold... stop!" subconsciously wanted to answer "yes", but the person in front of him was even worse.

Jin Yihun lowered his head and leaned closer to his ear, his voice hoarse, "It's really hard to bear Ma'am..."

"You... get lost... ah..." The more he wanted to avoid it, the more he pushed forward.

"Ma'am is always duplicity."

Wen Zhiru: "Get lost..."

I wanted to go further, but Anle's voice sounded out of place at the door, "Master, it's getting late!"

Wen Zhiru's whole body became hot, and her cheeks were even more red.

Jin Yihui withdrew his hand resentfully, "Today, Prefect Liu is hosting a banquet. Although it is not necessary to arrive early, it is not good to make people wait too long." He said, and he had already got out of bed.

Wen Zhiru was still a little dazed for a while, but when Jin Yihui brought him the clothes and put them beside the bed, he finally regained his senses. At this time, he naturally didn't dare to call his servants to come over to change his clothes, so he could only make do with it. wore.

Fortunately, Jin Yihui learned martial arts from a teacher in his early years, and lived alone outside for a few years, so he learned life skills well. He helped Wen Zhiru organize his clothes and comb his hair in a simple bun.

The two of them left the house and got into the carriage.

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Although Zuixiaolou may not be the best-known restaurant in Taiyuan City, it has the most exquisite dishes and the most luxurious decoration.

The restaurant has three floors, the lobby on the first floor, private rooms on the second floor, and the third floor is said to be used exclusively for dignitaries and dignitaries.

The banquet that Wen Zhiru and Jin Yihui attended today was on the third floor.

Although it was a dust-cleaning banquet, apart from some officials from Taiyuan Mansion, there were also many local rich businessmen and gentry, it seemed that drunkards didn't care about drinking.

At this moment, in the private room on the second floor, the table is full of good wine and food, and all the cups and bowls are made of pure gold, which is simply dazzling.

However, the guests at the banquet were imperial envoys. Liu An was not so bold as to be so blatantly extravagant. Master Luo, a wealthy businessman from this city, is the host, and this scene seems extravagant, but it is also Master Luo's intention, and I hope the son will not blame you."

The businessman surnamed Luo was in his early fifties, his hair had almost fallen out, he was white and fat, and he looked like he was used to eating, drinking, and being pampered.I heard he was a grain merchant.

According to the current food prices in Taiyuan City, it is difficult not to be rich.

After hearing Liu An's introduction, he stood up, "Xiaomin has admired the son and young master Wen for a long time, and today I am lucky to see the two demeanors. It is really a blessing from Sanshengxiu." He took out a brocade box as he spoke. .A pair of jade Ruyi with a forearm length, pure jade color, white and transparent as creamy cream, brightly lit candles in the room, making the jade color of this pair of Ruyi even more radiant, "The two traveled long distances to Taiyuan Mansion, It must be exhausting, this pair of jade ruyis is for the two of you to use as a pillow."

The fineness and the size of this jade, even the tributes in the palace may not be as good as it.

Wen Zhiru looked at Jin Yihun and blinked.No wonder it is said that it is difficult to be an official in the capital. At the feet of the emperor in the capital, how can he give gifts and bribes so grandiosely.

"I accept Master Luo's kindness. This gift is a bit more expensive." Jin Yihui will close the brocade box again, and hold up the wine glass, "I will offer a toast to Master Luo first, thank you for your kind hospitality."

"Don't dare to take it!" That Luo also quickly filled a glass of wine and drank it.

"It's just something worthless, so it can't be called precious." A tall and thin young man stood up again. It is said that the cousin of a certain county horse master, surnamed Chu, was a salt merchant in Shanxi.

He also toasted Jin Yihui with a glass of wine, and handed over a box, "Some gadgets for the son to enjoy."

When the box was opened, there were twelve night pearls the size of eggs, which illuminated the room as bright as day for a while.

I still remember a few years ago when the foreign envoys met with him, they only gave five luminous pearls as a congratulatory gift, which seemed not as big as the ones in front of them.

This trip to Beijing is to make a fortune!

"Young Master Chu is too polite." Still without changing his face, he pushed the gift box back.

"Today is to clean up the dust for Shizi and Mr. Wen, and if we keep chatting, it will be cool." Liu An hurriedly came out to smooth things over, "These are Zuixiaolou's special dishes, you two should try them."

Liu An greeted Jin Yihui and Wen Zhiru to eat food, and at the same time ordered outside the door, "Come here, warm some wine."

The box that Liu An arranged today was a large table that could accommodate more than a dozen people, but now there were only six or seven people sitting in twos and threes. Pushing the door open, they sat next to several wealthy businessmen and officials.

It's just that Jin Yihun and Wen Zhiru are still empty.

Wen Zhiru was still wondering how he could ignore the main character tonight in such a beautiful situation, and saw another woman walking in timidly and with her head down all the way.

What she was wearing was not as gorgeous and bright as the previous women, it was just an ordinary dress, and even her hair was combed into a woman's bun.

What new trick is this?

Wen Zhiru was still puzzled, when he saw the woman knelt down beside Jin Yihui, "Mu Wanqian, a folk woman, has seen the son."

"Wan...qian...?!" Jin Yihun was stunned for a moment, and the hand that was holding the chopsticks to pick up food for Wen Zhiru just stopped in mid-air.

"It's a woman." The woman raised her head slightly and looked at Jin Yihun with tears in her eyes.

Jin Yihui quickly put down his chopsticks and helped him up, "Wanqian, why is it you?"

The woman just shook her head, then lowered her head again, Wen Zhiru could clearly see that the tears in her eyes had already fallen drop by drop on the back of Jin Yihun's hand.

What's happening here?Can you still meet acquaintances after running such a long way?

With just a quick glance, Wen Zhiru had already seen the woman's appearance clearly.

Her facial features are small and exquisite, not like the charming and flamboyant of a prostitute, but as delicate and charming as a jasper.

Although it is past the youthful and beautiful age of [-] or [-], it is a good time to be in full bloom.There is not much makeup on her face, the slightly pale complexion and reddish eye sockets are really pitiful to me.

But seeing Jin Yihun's distressed look on his face, Wen Zhiru suddenly felt an unknown fire in his chest.

Just the day before yesterday, he was seduced by the top card of Tianxianglou, now he won't even let a married woman go?

"Uh huh, cough cough..." Wen Zhiru coughed, reminding the man beside him not to go too far.

Jin Yihui also realized that men and women could not kiss each other in public, so he let go of the other's hand and asked her to sit down, "Wanqian, why are you here?"

"I...I..." Mu Wanqian hesitated and sobbed.

Only then did Liu An explain: "Don't blame me, Mrs. Xu, I mean that Miss Mu's life experience is really pitiful. She heard that my son came to Taiyuan Mansion in person. She begged for a long time to be dismissed from office, and she couldn't bear to be dismissed. Allow her to come, I hope I didn't disturb the Shizi."

"It's okay, I haven't seen her for many years, but thanks to Mrs. Liu, it's done. I just don't know what happened to her house? Ask to see me?"

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Speaking of which, this Miss Mu Wanqian was none other than Jin Yihui's betrothed fiancée when she was young.

The Mu family is not descended from a famous noble family, but Mu Wanqian's father was born and died with Prince Xian in the early years. In the end, he died in the battle to save Prince Xian. At that time, Mrs. Mu was pregnant but wanted to die. Just set a marriage contract.

In fact, counting, Mu Wanqian is half a year older than Jin Yihui. She came to the palace to mention her marriage when she was fourteen or five. People looked down on this granddaughter-in-law from a mediocre family, and thought that Jin Yihui would be the heir to inherit the title of the royal family in the future, so she kept pushing her back on the grounds that the heir was still studying when she was young.

Finally, when Jin Yihui was 16 years old, it was really unreasonable not to get married, but the two families finally prepared to agree on the date of marriage, and Princess Xian suddenly died of an illness. Keeping the filial piety, the marriage will be postponed for another three years. Taking this opportunity, the old lady did not know how to persuade Mrs. Mu to agree to the divorce, and the two families have no contact with each other since then.

In fact, Mu Wanqian had a dispensable attitude towards this marriage back then.

It has never been easy for Mrs. Mu to be an orphan and widowed mother, and she has received a lot of care from the Xian Wang Mansion for so many years. Mu Wanqian can be regarded as a childhood sweetheart and childhood sweetheart with Jin Yihui.

But Jin Yihui is good at everything, he has a good family background, good looks, and good temper, but he doesn't know much about sex. Although he has always known that Mu Wanqian is his fiancée, he has never had the slightest thought of breaking the rules for so many years. , even speaking politely, on the contrary, Jin Yixuan, the second son of the Xian Wangfu, who is a few years younger than Mu Wanqian, occasionally teases Mu Wanqian with a few jokes.

Mu Wanqian has been taken care of by the palace since she was a child, so she can be regarded as pampered, she has never been angry, and her temper is a bit arrogant.

Although it is said that she covets the position of Shizi Concubine, but sometimes she thinks about it, if Jin Yihui's status and Jin Yixuan's temperament are combined, then this marriage would be more perfect.

That year, the two families had to agree on the date of marriage with great difficulty, but when they encountered a big funeral at the palace, Mu Wanqian was even more reluctant when she heard that it would be delayed for another three years.

It just so happened that she met the young master of the Xu family who came to the capital to rush for the exam. Mr. Xu is a talented writer, and the most important thing is that he can speak.That day, Mu Wanqian took her maid to watch the scenery by the stream in the outskirts of the city. That's how she met Mr. Xu. She was raised as a lady in the capital since she was a child. Naturally, she had never met many men. She heard Mr. Xu's tongue Ru Chun's rhetoric made her fall in love immediately.

Later, the old lady of Prince Xian's mansion sent someone to talk about the divorce. At first, Mrs. Mu disagreed. After all, where could she find a better marriage based on her family background, but Mu Wanqian yelled not to marry.

Although Xu Gongzi did not rank among the top three in the end, he still won the Jinshi and the rank. After clearing up the relationship, he won a seventh-rank official in Shanxi, and Mu Wanqian also married.

It's a pity that Mu Wanqian regretted it not long after.

After leaving the capital city, without the protection of the Xian Wang Mansion, Mu Wanqian is no longer the noble lady envied by everyone in the capital's aristocratic families. The little wife of a seventh-rank official, her monthly salary is not as good as she used to be. The cost of buying a piece of clothing.

Only then did Mu Wanqian understand that love and interest are nothing in front of status, fame, fortune and money!

Their husband and wife have been in harmony for two years, and the surname Xu is also a short-lived ghost. One day, the carriage lost control on the road and turned down the mountain.

The Xu family searched hard for several months, but finally gave up and held a funeral for Mr. Xu.

Mu Wanqian didn't leave any incense for the Xu family, plus her temperament was so ambitious, she couldn't please Xu's parents-in-law, so she was thinking of going back to Beijing to join her natal family. The imperial envoy and governor are coming to Shanxi.

Liu An was still worried about what he should use to please his son, money, fame and fortune, he Liu An could afford, but with his current status as Jin Yihui, he would not pay attention to it, but when he heard about Mu Wanqian's life experience, Immediately I had an idea.

This elder son can be regarded as a clean and self-sufficient person. Not only has he never been married, but he has never heard of any romantic affairs in the capital.

I guess it's probably because of love.

Men are always obsessed with people or things that they haven't got. This Mu Wanqian is also quite attractive. She was a new widow and impatient. He failed to get married back then, but now they meet again, it's not a matter of course... ^ ^

The author has something to say: As soon as I wrote this bloody plot, I was inexplicably happy~~~~

The ex-girlfriend is amazing... Xiao Shoushou is going to be black~~ If you don't leave a message, I will be arrogant and abuse