reborn wife

Of course Wen Zhiru didn't know about Mu Wanqian and Jin Yihun's old affairs, but just sat on the sidelines and listened to Liu An's narration of how miserable Mu Wanqian's life was after her husband's death, and how her parents-in-law made things difficult for her. Etc., etc.

Jin Yihui has always felt guilty towards Mu Wanqian.

He was ordered into this marriage before he was born. When he was young, he didn't understand what love and marriage are. He just knew that the Xianwang Palace owed the Mu family a life, and he had to pay for this life by himself.

At that time, he didn't think there was anything wrong with marrying Mu Wanqian. Although she was spoiled and spoiled, and she had a temper like a big lady, she was still a girl who knew everything about her and had a friendship with her growing up together.

Later, as he got older, he knew that he had no feelings for this fiancée, maybe not even a liking, but at that time he hadn't met Wen Zhiru, and he didn't know that one day he would have such a friendship with a man .He just thought that maybe life should be like this, neither sad nor happy, calm.

There was a great funeral in the palace, and the marriage fell through. At that time, he was immersed in the grief of his mother's death, and he didn't have any extra thoughts to take care of Mu Wanqian, but he also knew in his heart that the so-called filial piety and not wanting to delay the other party were all grandmother's excuses. He has always been dissatisfied with the mediocre family background of the Mu family, and tried every means to call off the marriage.

Later he also heard that Mu Wanqian had married a new Jinshi and left the capital.

He thought that if this was the destination she chose, it would be a good thing, at least that man should cherish Wanqian more than himself, but he didn't expect to be in such a situation after a few years.

In the end, it was their Xianwang Palace who deserved to be ashamed of her.

Wen Zhiru looked at the man around him full of pity and guilt for the woman surnamed Mu, should he praise the elder son for his kind heart, or say that he is simply full of emotions.

When a woman cries to you a few words, you can't hold it anymore?

She is still a widow! !

It's not easy to have a fit in public, so Wen Zhiru kept a cold face, drinking cups of wine alone.

Jin Yihui soon discovered that something was wrong with Wen Zhiru. He didn't hold enough alcohol, his face would blush and his heart would beat after a few drinks. Normally, he would not drink more even if someone persuaded him to drink, but today he drank more than half of the pot on his own. .

Jin Yihui blocked his wine glass with his hand, "Drink less, you will be drunk in a while."

Wen Zhiru's consciousness is actually a little fuzzy at this moment, and he started to talk loudly, "Go catch up with your little beauty, and leave my business alone!"

Of course, Jin Yihui immediately understood the source of the other party's anger, and explained in a low voice, "Don't be angry, it's not what you think, Wanqian once had a marriage contract with me, and now she's so down and out, once we met, I always It cannot be ignored.”

engagement!These two words seemed to touch a certain nerve in Wen Zhiru.

He remembered that the son of the virtuous king did have a marriage contract long ago, if he hadn't had to resign because of the princess's filial piety, the son of the virtuous prince would have even become his father by now.

It seems that this is not reminiscing about the old days at all, it is simply unrequited love!

Wen Zhiru replied coldly: "That's right, Miss Mu has a pitiful background, and she was born beautifully again. My son missed it once, so don't waste the second chance."

"Zhiru, you misunderstood. I just want to help her because I feel sorry for her."

"There are so many poor people in this world, how much is the Master planning to help?"

"Wanqian, is she..." He finally didn't say the second half of the sentence. In this situation, if he defended Mu Wanqian, it would only make things worse.

Wanqian, Wanqian, this straightforward nickname really drives people crazy!

"Is she a poor weak woman, is she your fiancée, is she affectionate..."

"Zhiru!" Jin Yihui stopped him from continuing, "What nonsense are you talking about, I have nothing to do with her for a long time. The person I care about, you—"

"Hun, don't just talk too much, the food is getting cold! Try this, it was your favorite in the past." Mu Wanqian interjected at the right time, and specially made Jin Yihun his favorite food dishes.

Wen Zhiru glanced at a small piece of mutton in Jin Yihui's bowl. Since he was a child, he felt that it was smelly and didn't like to eat it, but he never knew that it was Jin Yihui's favorite dish.

After all, he is a childhood sweetheart, he is not comparable to the later one.

"Master, let's eat with peace of mind!" Wen Zhiru stood up suddenly, "I'm too drunk, I'm afraid I have to leave first."

"Mr. Wen... is it because the lower officials didn't greet well?" Liu An hastily greeted with concern.Before, she was so concerned with pleasing the prince and son that she seemed to have forgotten that there is also the eldest son of the chief minister of the dynasty here.

"Prefect Liu is overwhelmed. He just drank too much and wants to go out to sober up."

"This..." Liu An saw that Wen Zhiru was indeed a little unstable at the moment, and it was not good to stay any longer, "Then the official sent someone to send Mr. Wen back to rest."

"Thank you, Lord Prefect."

As Wen Zhiru said that, he was about to step away, but was held back by Jin Yihui, "Let me take you back!"

"Let go!" Wen Zhiru didn't know where the strength came from, and flung Jin Yihun away.

Wen Zhiru was a little delirious at the moment, Jin Yihui didn't dare to provoke him anymore, so he leaned over and whispered in his ear, "You drink too much, don't lose your temper, let's talk slowly when we have something to say."

Originally, he was also thinking that he would never make a fuss in such an occasion, Wen Zhiru held back his breath and thought that seeing what he didn't see was the truth, but when he turned his head, he caught a glimpse of Mu Wanqian's proud gesture that couldn't be concealed from the corner of her eye.

"Get out!" All the pent-up anger broke out at that moment, Wen Zhiru raised his foot and kicked the entire dining table in front of him.

"..."

In a burst of exclamation, everyone in the room was stunned.

Even Jin Yihui didn't realize the situation in front of him.

The room was silent for a long time, Wen Zhiru had already left with a shake of his hand, Jin Yihui hurriedly smoothed things over, "Thanks to everyone's hospitality today, Mr. Wen drank too much when he was happy, and didn't pay attention to proportion, everyone forgive me."

"It doesn't matter." After all, these two are distinguished guests who can't be offended. Besides, it's not uncommon to get drunk and go crazy. Liu An hurriedly called the waiter to come in and tidy up, and the matter was over.

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As soon as Wen Zhiru left Zuixiao Tower, he was sent to the carriage by the cold wind to go back to the government office to rest.

He was already dizzy after drinking too much wine, but now the cold wind was blowing on his head, and the carriage bumped all the way, before reaching the government office, he vomited heavily on the road.

After the cold wind helped him into the room, he fell asleep next to the pillow and fell unconscious.

This night Wen Zhiru had a lot of wild and bizarre dreams, the people he wanted to see and the people he didn't want to see, all kinds of gods and ghosts that he couldn't think of, all dangled in front of his eyes, he was really tired.

When I opened my eyes again, it was already daylight.

Wen Zhiru looked down at himself, he was still wearing the wine-smelling clothes from yesterday's banquet, and it didn't look like anyone had been in the room.

Although he did drink too much, he still seems to vaguely remember the overturning of the wine table.

Even the banquet was over, did Jin Yihui not come back?

Unable to bear the smell of alcohol, Wen Zhiru got up and casually turned over a piece of clothes to change. His head was still aching. He pushed open the door and was thinking of getting a servant to bring in water to wash himself up, but one foot just Stepping out of the threshold, I saw a familiar and dazzling figure approaching.

She was still wearing the old cloth dress from yesterday, but she was wearing Jin Yihui's fox fur cloak outside. There was an indescribable charm in the corners of her eyes and brows, and she walked in directly with a pot of hot water in her hand. the room next door.

In this scene, if he can't guess what happened again, it will be in vain!

Then Wen Zhiru heard voices coming from inside: "Hun, I brought hot water, I'll wait for you to freshen up!"

"No, I'll do it myself!"

"How can I let you do it yourself, or I—"

"I said no!"

"Boom—" This time it was the sound of the entire copper basin and hot water being sprinkled all over the floor.

There was also crying in Mu Wanqian's words, "I know, my identity is not worthy of you now, and I have never thought about what title you will give me. Last night, I just couldn't help it, yes I have no shame, I..."

"Okay, stop talking!" Jin Yihui finally growled, unable to bear it any longer, got up and left the room.

And when he stepped out of the door, he met Wen Zhiru who was also standing at the door.

Jin Yihui, who was originally full of annoyance, froze suddenly, "Knowing...as..."

"Bang—" Wen Zhiru turned around and slammed the door hard before the other party approached him and continued to speak.

"..."

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This morning, Jin Yihun's mood after the moment he opened his eyes can be described as life would be worse than death.

Last night after Wen Zhiru lost his temper and left, Liu An asked the waiter to come in to clean up the mess, and to express his apology, Jin Yihui politely ordered another pot of wine to accompany them to have a drink before leaving.

But it was the last cup that made Jin Yihun completely confused.

Can't remember anything after that.

When he woke up, he was lying beside Mu Wanqian in disheveled clothes in the side room of the government office.

Jin Yihun thought it was just a nightmare, and he couldn't even imagine what happened.

Although Mu Wanqian cannot be said to be a married woman, she has been widowed for less than half a year, and her dead husband's bones are still cold...

She actually...

He was lying on the bed a little weak, but Mu Wanqian got up, put on her clothes, and then went to fetch water to serve herself obediently.

But this scene caught Wen Zhiru's attention to every detail.

At this moment, Jin Yihun felt his brain explode.

He wanted to chase into the house to comfort his lover, but when he turned around, Mu Wanqian was standing behind him, most of her clothes were wet with water, her eyes were red and swollen, her figure trembled slightly, she was very pitiful.

"Hun, I..."

"Okay, let the servant find you clean clothes. Let's talk about it later!"

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After returning to the house again, Wen Zhiru's current state can only be described as manic.

If it wasn't for his image, he just wanted to tear down the entire magistrate's office to vent his anger!

Every bitch should be cut to death!

The day before, she was still loving and tender with herself, and she slept in the same bed with another woman as soon as she turned her head.

Still a widow!

In the scene in Tianxiang Tower that night, he could still convince himself that Xiangying threw himself into his arms on his own initiative, and the Shizi was unmoved, but what about now?

Although in his heart he didn't believe that Jin Yihui could fall in love with such a guy without taste, but you can't help but believe what he saw!

The morning's hangover had already given him a splitting headache, and all he saw were unsightly and dirty images, it was as if he had to insert his own eyes and be blind.

Wen Zhiru was sulking when he heard a "squeak" and the door was pushed open.

Before that person entered his field of vision, Wen Zhiru had already seen the familiar corner of his clothes.

"Get out—" He picked up the teapot in front of him and threw it out.

Jin Yihun watched the teapot fall into pieces behind him, "Zhiru, don't be annoyed, just listen to my explanation."

Wen Zhiru replied coldly: "What is the identity of the son, and why do you need to explain to me what you have done?"

"Zhiru, no matter what you saw just now, you have to believe me, I have nothing with her..."

"Nothing? No personal affair, no love?" He sneered, "Miss Mu is as tender as water, and the son of the world is romantic and passionate. It should be a picture of two lovers enjoying each other and singing in harmony."

"I know you're angry, but you know what I mean. I don't have anyone in my heart except you."

"My son is too flattering, I don't understand what you mean."

Unable to persuade, Jin Yihui walked over slowly and wanted to hug her into his arms. He felt uncomfortable when he thought that he was lying with another woman just now, but when he took a step, he heard the other woman's voice was eight times higher. "Stop! Get away from me!"

"Knowing as..."

In terms of force, Wen Zhiru is certainly not his opponent. Jin Yihun wanted to move forward even though he did not give up, but Wen Zhiru yelled, "Cold wind!"

In line with the principle of seeing no evil, Leng Feng naturally pretended not to see it at this time, but his master shouted, so he had to show up, "Yes, what is the young master's order?"

"Knife!"

"What?" Leng Feng couldn't react for a while, he thought that his young master would say something like throwing the son out.

"I said give me your knife!"

"Yes." Leng Feng pulled out a self-defense dagger from his waist and handed it over.

Wen Zhiru slapped the dagger hard on the table in front of him with a "slap."

"Jin! Yi! Hun!" He said every word, almost ruthlessly squeezed out from between his teeth, "From now on, if you dare to take a step closer to me, I promise I will kill you for the rest of your life!"

"..." Do you want to be so ruthless!

Jin Yihui really didn't dare to take another step, "Zhiru, I swear, I really didn't have anything to do with her last night!"

Even if his memory is really blurred, Jin Yihui knows himself anyway. He has never had any unreasonable thoughts about women these years, so how could he be with Mu Wanqian...

"Is it important?" He didn't want to know what the two of them did last night!All he knew was that when he thought of the picture of the two of them sharing the same bed, he felt dirty and was almost mad with rage.

"You!" Jin Yihui is also a little impatient at the moment. He himself feels wronged about what happened this morning, but the person in front of him is still not forgiving. Who should he vent his anger to? ?

"Zhiru, in your heart, am I such an untrustworthy, lustful man?"

"..."

"If I'm so half-hearted and fall in love with another person so easily, what else is there for you to like about me?"

"..."

"I understand your mood at the moment, the anger in your heart, but you don't even give me a chance to explain, so what do you want me to do?"

"..."

"Zhiru, there shouldn't be even a little trust between you and me!" After talking so much, Wen Zhiru just looked at him silently and didn't answer for a long time. Finally, Jin Yihui couldn't continue and sighed in one breath.

"I don't ask you to forgive me now, and I don't want to apologize anymore. You should calm down!"

With the last sentence, without waiting for Wen Zhiru's reaction, he turned around and left the room again.

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Wen Zhiru looked at the re-closed door, and inexplicably felt a sense of sourness from the previous annoyance.

It's not that he doesn't understand what Jin Yihui said, and it's not that he doesn't believe that something will happen between him and that woman.

He just...couldn't pass the hurdle in his heart.

In his previous life, he had personally watched the person he loved marry someone else, so what about this life?

He really cared so much about that man that he did so many irrational behaviors again and again.

He thought of his previous life, when he saw the loving scene between Jin Yixuan and Princess Chao'an with his own eyes, he just felt it was an eyesore and a little bit unwilling, but he had never felt as close to mad as he is today.

He just couldn't control the fear in his heart.

He felt that he was like a jealous woman who lost his mind at the moment, unreasonable and unreasonable.

But what else could he do?

As Jin Yihun asked, what does he want him to do?

He really doesn't know.

The author has something to say: Since none of you left a message, I decided to let him have a cold war... Hehehehehe