The embarrassment breaks out

Author: Light Purple Y

The embarrassment breaks out

When Xia Sichan entered the house, Shi Ju and several maids greeted Wei Ziqian. Shi Ju saw with sharp eyes why her young lady's lips were slightly swollen.

So, he asked confusedly: "Miss, what's wrong with your lips?"

"cough!"

After asking this question, Xia Sichan was asked to drink the tea Xiaomei just handed her and almost spit it out in her mouth.

How could the visitor, Grandma Sun, not know why her lips were swollen?

He hurriedly came over and glared at Shi Ju, then interrupted: "Go and help prepare the meal."

Xia Sichan looked shamelessly at Wei Ziqian, the instigator, but someone smiled happily.

When Xia Sichan saw the dishes on the table, she was shocked: Why is the table full of fish?

Braised fish, fish stuffed with milk, fried fish with sweet and sour sauce, steamed fish, fish fillets in milk, a plate of braised herring and ginseng egg dumplings and fish ball soup

Wei Ziqian felt warm in his heart, and whispered to Xia Sichan, who looked confused: "Thank you for your trouble, my husband."

It’s better for my little wife. Knowing that he likes to eat fish, she asked someone to cook a table full of fish. She felt happy and had an appetite just looking at him.

When Grandma Sun saw that the two of them were talking about being a husband and a concubine, she hurriedly glanced at the maid in the room, and the next night, she left completely.

Xia Sichan has become accustomed to eating with Wei Ziqian every day these days and is no longer reserved.

However, every time I see this person eating, it is a wonderful treat.

You see how elegant he is when eating and picking up food, not to mention, today he put the fish on the Ru porcelain plate in front of him, carefully picked out the fish bones, and then put it in front of her, which made her heart beat even more.

While Xia Sichan was happy, she did not forget to say sweetly: "Thank you, sir."

"I don't need to be polite to my husband." Wei Ziqian said warmly, and at the same time he also noticed that his little wife was never willing to waste food whenever she had a meal.

Little did he know that in his previous life, Xia Sichan spent the last few months in the Linshan family temple. Secondly, she fell ill, but mainly she starved to death due to lack of food.

Outside the dining hall, Grandma Sun estimated that the young couple had almost finished their meal, and asked Shi Ju to go to the kitchen to fry the tonic soup sent by Xia's mother and bring it over.

"Okay." Shi Ju agreed, and quickly brought in the tonic soup that was warm on the stove on a sour-winged wood tray.

Before Shi Ju entered the door, Grandma Sun did not forget to knock on the door gently: "Uncle, Miss."

"Come in." Wei Ziqian at the door agreed.

Xia Sichan thought it was fish ball soup again. When she saw Shi Ju placing the exquisite small porcelain bowl directly in front of Wei Ziqian's door, she asked Shi Ju: Where is mine?

Shi Ju automatically ignored her young lady's eyes, bowed to Wei Ziqian and said, "Uncle, this is a tonic soup specially prepared for you."

Before Wei Ziqian could ask, Xia Sichan asked curiously: "What tonic soup?"

Shi Ju had a puzzled look on her face, thinking that her young lady had forgotten about her on a long trip, so she quickly reminded her, "Miss, didn't you tell me in front of my wife that my uncle needs some recuperation?"

Fortunately, Shi Ju didn't know that Xia Sichan was talking nonsense in front of Ding, saying things that someone didn't want to do.

Otherwise, if the honest Shi Ju imitates the original words, she will be very embarrassed!

No, this moment is also an embarrassing situation.

Xia Sichan's face turned red and she was so embarrassed that she wanted to find a hole in the ground and crawl into it.

Wei Ziqian didn't need to ask, he looked at his little wife with heavy eyes, lowering her head like a quail, and he guessed what the little wife said in front of his mother-in-law.

He was born in the Ministry of Justice and was accustomed to observing people's emotions. There was no doubt that this soup was definitely the Tang Lao he was thinking of.

However, the problem still lies with himself. Who told him to be hesitant and not sleep with the bride on their wedding night?

Misunderstood, right?

You really dig your own holes and jump out of them!

Shi Ju noticed something was wrong in the atmosphere, so she quietly left obediently, not forgetting to close the door when she got there.

In fact, Shi Ju couldn't figure it out. Seeing that my uncle was in good health, he didn't seem to be the kind of weak person who needed a lot of help as the young lady said!

The handsome Wei Ziqian in the room frowned slightly, his expression dark, and his eyes faintly glanced at her: "Chan'er, wait for me to come back tonight." An innate majesty radiated out. His pure eyes were like stained with ink.

, the emotions are rich and bottomless.

That's right. The underlying meaning is obvious. That's what it means. By tonight, you will know whether I need a lot of supplements.

Wei Ziqian originally thought of choosing a good day to have sex with his young wife, but now it is no longer necessary. It would be better to choose a good day than to have sex with him.

Who told his little wife to question his ability?

In other words, as a man, the most unbearable thing is that kind of problem. If you want to take a big remedy, come here.

When Xia Sichan heard this, her little body trembled, and she immediately stood there stunned. Was this person angry?

Well, it's okay to be angry, but no one likes a man to be told that he's not good at that.

Not to mention the young and powerful new Prime Minister Wei?

If this were the case in the previous life, Xia Sichan would have been frightened and confused when she saw Wei Ziqian's cold aura.

Today's Xia Sichan has long since abandoned the cautious thoughts of her previous life, and has the idea of ​​​​joining up if we can, and breaking up if we can't. Therefore, she will not be afraid of him.

Furthermore, she basically understood Wei Ziqian's character. He was a good husband who was cold on the outside and warm on the inside, and was very tolerant to her.

Grandma Sun, who happened to be bringing the little maid in to clean up the dishes, heard her uncle telling the young lady to wait for him in the evening. She covered her mouth and laughed so hard that her waist shook wildly.

Xia Sichan's face flushed and she was so embarrassed that she was speechless and choked.

However, while my little heart was trembling, when I saw Wei Ziqian was about to leave, I still told him: "I want to go back to my parents' house in the afternoon."

"Okay, if I'm not busy, I'll pick you up." Wei Ziqian glanced at Xia Sichan, who was still blushing, and nodded.

After Wei Ziqian left, Xia Sichan asked Shi Ju to sort out the gifts for her parents' family, and asked Ye An to set up the carriage, and then went to Xia Mansion after she finished her nap.

Xia Sichan was lying on the couch, looking out the window at the top of the thick osmanthus tree, and was lost in thought at the leaves that were blown by the wind.

Hey, in the past life, just treat it as a floating cloud, forget it, don’t think about it anymore.

No matter whether the past life or the present life is just passing by, the first thing is to live well in the present moment.

Xia Sichan, who was rarely able to sleep, simply got up and went to bed, thinking that it was better not to go to her mother's house in a hurry, as her mother must be taking a nap at the moment.

Why not read a book for a while first? Xia Sichan remembered that Aunt Sun told her that the bookkeeper Liu had told her that the book had been written and sent over, and she would just wait for her to come back and review it to see if she needed to modify it.

Can be printed and sold.

So I sat down in front of the desk, took out the handwritten manuscript, poured myself a cup of herbal tea, took a few sips, and read it carefully.

After reading about a dozen pages, I was filled with admiration.

After all, he is an expert at writing storybooks, with compact stories and distinctive characters.

Xia Sichan: It’s all my own fault for talking nonsense, no, it’s really embarrassing!

Wei Ziqian: Is it the kind of tonic soup he thinks of?
Chapter completed!