Chapter 315 Walking Slowly

"I, I don't understand." After being silent for a while, Qin Minghong sighed softly, "I... never wanted to compete with Mingyao, and I even envied Mingyao, but she still couldn't tolerate me, and even regarded me as a thorn in her side Now it's good, my father is going to divorce her, but I don't feel happy at all, and I even feel a little depressed in my heart."

"Different positions mean different thoughts. Since you are a person who has no destiny, why force it?" Shen Yao said slowly, "Human nature is selfish, you might as well imagine, if your mother is still alive, you would still expect Does Mrs. Liu love you more?"

Qin Minghong was silent.

If his mother is still alive, he must hate Liu Shi to the bone, right?

"The first wife of the Qin family has nothing to do with it, and the second wife is only you and Qin Mingyao." Shen Yao analyzed calmly, "In the eyes of your stepmother, everything about the Qin family will naturally fall into the hands of her own son. She will be at ease."

"Your uncle is an official of the fourth-rank Rongwei general. He has made great military achievements. Even in front of the current emperor, he can stand upright. It's a pity that he has no news from him in the battle of Feihe sixteen years ago..." Shen Yao Looking into his eyes, he analyzed seriously, "Your eldest aunt is even more prominent, but your stepmother didn't put her position in the right place, and it's not surprising that she ended up being divorced."

"Brother Qin, instead of hurting life and sorrow for unimportant people here, you might as well think about your future path."

After a while, Qin Minghong faced Shen Yao, smiled and toasted, "Listening to what you say is better than reading for ten years."

"Don't dare to be that." Shen Yao smiled slightly, "It's getting late, brother Qin should go back and rest earlier!"

"I have another question." Qin Minghong thought for a while and asked again, "If one day, my surname can no longer be Qin..."

"The surname is just a title." Shen Yao said very frankly, "If your surname is Zhou, Zhao Zhao and I will call you Brother Zhou; if your surname is Wu, we will call you Brother Ang. It doesn't matter what your surname is Ah, what matters is that you are you."

"I am me?" Qin Minghong thought about this sentence carefully, and then suddenly realized, "Yeah, I am just me, so what does it have to do with my surname?"

"Walk slowly." Seeing his sudden expression, a slight smile finally appeared on Shen Yao's face.

In the kitchen, when Ji Zhao was about to take out the prepared drunken shrimp, Shen Yao walked in suddenly.

"Huh? Why did you come in?" Ji Zhaoqing blinked and asked curiously, "Brother Qin?"

"He's gone back."

"Ah?" Ji Zhao was even more at a loss, "But this drunk shrimp, hasn't he tasted it yet? Is he in a better mood now?"

"He's fine." Shen Yao suddenly reached out to support her shoulder, looked down at her eyes, and said aggrievedly, "I'm not fine."

"why?"

"What do you say?"

Ji Zhao raised his eyebrows lightly, tiptoed up to his cheek and kissed him, "What about now? Are you feeling better? Big vinegar~"

"It's not enough~" Shen Yao smiled softly, picked her up unexpectedly, turned and went back to the house.

The night breeze is cool, the candlelight trembles; the waves are turned red, and the drizzle is continuous.

One after another.

Another night of spring and night is short, and the deepest love has already dawned.

When the sky breaks dawn, the morning rain is drizzling.

Sleepy-eyed Ji Zhao saw the man beside him clearly, and asked lazily, "Shen Yao, what time is it?"

"It's past half time."

"Oh." Ji Zhao responded silently, found a comfortable position in his arms, and closed his eyes.

After a while, she raised her eyes suddenly, "It's half past time?! Aren't we going to the Qin Mansion for a banquet today?"

"There's no need to go for the time being." Shen Yao played with a strand of black hair hanging from her shoulder, and explained softly, "Brother Qin said last night that the birthday party was cancelled."

"Cancelled? Why?"

"I heard that the second master of the Qin Mansion wants to divorce his wife." Shen Yao nodded affectionately on the tip of her nose, "Don't mention this, it's still raining outside right now, why don't you sleep a little longer? Huh?"

"Then you accompany me?"

"Are you sure?" Shen Yao raised his eyebrows and looked at her, the light in his eyes was undisguised.

"I don't want it anymore..." Ji Zhao, who immediately gave up, pulled off the thin blanket and covered himself silently, "When I wake up, I want to eat shredded pork noodles."

"it is good."

Near noon, the rain breaks.

Ji Zhao, who struggled to get up from the bed, greeted Shen Yao ten thousand times in his heart while rubbing his sore waist!

This man is simply a hungry wolf~

"Try it?" Shen Yao walked to her side with the bowl and chopsticks, and said softly, "My craftsmanship is not as good as yours, so I can only make you feel wronged."

"It smells very good!" Smelling the aroma of the bowl of shredded pork noodles, Ji Zhao praised without hesitation.

Just as she was about to reach out to pick up the bowls and chopsticks, Shen Yao avoided her.

"Ok?"

"Let me feed you."

"Is it a bit exaggerated?" Ji Zhao blurted out subconsciously.

"Then you try?"

A quarter of an hour later, Ji Zhao angrily handed the chopsticks to his palm.

"I won't eat."

It's so embarrassing, she never expected that the intercourse between husband and wife would be so powerful, she couldn't even hold a pair of chopsticks steadily!

"It's all mine, isn't Zhao Zhao not angry?" Shen Yao coaxed gently, and then handed the bowl of noodles to her lips one after another.

When Immortal Xianhe rushed to this courtyard, what he saw was the distorted scene of these two people.

"Master? Why are you here?" Ji Zhao walked forward with a smile, but was flicked by Immortal Crane!

Ji Zhao silently covered his eyebrows, and looked at him aggrievedly, "Master, why are you doing it?"

"It's a shame that you still see me as a master!" Immortal Xianhe poked her on the forehead angrily, "You two moved out of the inn quietly, and you didn't even know you would call me?"

Ji Zhao, who was wronged, shrank his head silently, and immediately admitted his mistake, "I know I was wrong."

"Senior, it's not Zhaozhao's fault, it's my negligence." Shen Yao held Ji Zhaohu behind him with great distress, and explained sincerely, "I originally wanted to wait for us to settle down before telling senior. This yard is a bit rough and not as comfortable as staying in an inn."

"Hmph," Immortal Crane rolled his eyes at him, "You think I don't know what's in your mind? You did it on purpose!"

But this brat is still young!

He wouldn't just watch the good boy being bullied by him so hard!

"I left the inn in a hurry just now, and I haven't had lunch yet."

"Then what does master want to eat, I'll make it for you?" Ji Zhao said quickly, and got up to go to the kitchen, but his feet were weak and he almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Shen Yao quickly supported her with his sharp eyes and hands.

"You can't stand still, what are you going to cook?" Immortal Xianhe was angry and distressed, pointing at Shen Yao and said angrily, "Go and cook another bowl of noodles!"

"Okay, Senior Lao, wait a moment."