Chapter 314: I Missed You
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Herlyee Translations
When Qin Minghong, who was standing outside Pangui Hall, heard this, his heart could not help but skip a beat.
After much deliberation, he still walked into the hall with heavy steps.
Looking at his dejected expression, First Madam Qin gave Nanny Wu a look.
After a while, Nanny Wu brought over two servings of sweet soup.
“I remember that when you were young, you loved to eat Nanny WU’s red bean sweet soup. At that time, your life at home was not easy. Madam Liu was used to putting on an act. Your father was devoted to the imperial court and rarely cared about you. You were also mischievous and stubborn. You often went out to fight. No matter if you lost or won, you would come to Pangui Hall.” First Madam Qin picked up a bowl of red bean sweet soup and fiddled with the spoon in the bowl as she sighed softly.
‘When I was young, if it wasn’t for Aunt’s secret protection, I don’t think I would have reached adulthood,” Qin Minghong said gratefully. “Before my wet nurse passed away, she also said that Aunt and my mother were good friends. So before she died, she told me that if Madam Liu plotted against me in the future, she wanted me to come to Pangui Hall often. At that time, I was too young and didn’t understand my wet nurse’s good intentions.”
“Try the sweet soup. It won’t taste good if it’s cold.” First Madam Qin smiled at him, her eyes gentle.
…..
Qin Minghong quietly finished the bowl of sweet soup and left.
Although he had some doubts in his heart, he still did not speak.
After all, sometimes ignorance was bliss.
The moment he stepped out of the Qin Residence, Qin Minghong raised his head and stared at the bright moon hanging in the night sky. His heart was filled with mixed feelings.
He suddenly remembered that it was Mid-Autumn Festival today, but he could not eat a reunion meal.
At the mention of the prefecture capital’s Qin family, everyone would be envious.
But he only felt lonely.
Early in the evening, Ji Zhao made three simple dishes and a soup. They were all Shen Yao’s favorite dishes.
When Ji Zhao was cooking in the kitchen, Shen Yao had also taken the time to tidy up the courtyard.
Under the lush old locust tree was a small wooden table. Beside it were two bamboo chairs.
“It’s time to eat.” After the dishes were served, Ji Zhao said with a smile, “Are you anxious from waiting? Let’s eat?’
“Okay.”
The two of them smiled at each other and ate quietly.
Compared to the moonlight tonight, Shen Yao felt that his little wife was the most beautiful woman in the world.
“Ahem.” The way he looked at her was straightforward and passionate, even with undisguised desire.
Being stared at by him like this, Ji Zhao felt her cheeks begin to heat up.
‘You—”
Before she could finish her question, Shen Yao approached her unexpectedly.
Even though they had already become husband and wife, every time he approached, Ji Zhao would blush and her heart would race.
Ji Zhao clenched the pair of chopsticks in her hands nervously and closed her eyes silently. She could not help but pucker her lips.
“Zhaozhao, there’s a grain of rice here.” Shen Yao suppressed his laughter and said seriously.
Ji Zhao’s face instantly turned red!
“Oh.” Ji Zhao smiled awkwardly. Just as she was about to turn around, Shen Yao hugged her.
The nervous Ji Zhao subconsciously hugged his neck. Her watery almond-shaped eyes were misty like a deer in the forest, dazed and cute.
Shen Yao looked down at the person in his arms and gently pecked her lips like a dragonfly touching the water.
“You… why are you like this!” Ji Zhao could not help but punch his chest and mutter softly.
“Zhaozhao.” Shen Yao suddenly leaned close to her ear and called out softly. That tone was too tempting—
Ji Zhao felt his heart tremble. “What… what’s wrong?’
“I missed you,” Shen Yao whispered as he gently bit her earlobe.
Just as Shen Yao was about to carry her back to the house, he heard an urgent knock on the door.
Ji Zhao, who was in his arms, nervously grabbed his lapels. “It’s so late. Who would come?”
At that moment, Qin Minghong, who was carrying two jars of good wine, frowned in confusion.
This address should be correct!
Just as he was about to knock again, the courtyard door in front of him suddenly opened.
If he had not stabilized himself in time, he would have fallen to the ground!
“Shen Yao, it’s Mid -Autumn Festival today. Shall we have a drink?” Qin Minghong smiled and raised the wine jar in his hand.
Qin Minghong was so excited that he did not even notice Shen Yao’s expression that was darker than the night.
“Brother Qin?’
Ji Zhao did not expect the person to be Qin Minghong. She quickly asked, “It’s so late. Why are you here?”
“It’s a little sad to spend the Mid-Autumn Festival alone.” Qin Minghong shrugged helplessly. Then, he smiled and said, ‘That’s why I came to disturb you. I didn’t disturb you, right?”
‘What do you think?” Shen Yao gritted his teeth and asked.
“Did I come at the wrong time?” Qin Minghong lowered his eyes in disappointment. ‘Then I won’t disturb you anymore…”
“Brother Qin, take a seat!” Ji Zhao smiled and took the two jars of wine from him. “Coincidentally, there are still some live shrimp in the kitchen. I’ll make you drunken shrimp to try!’
Ji Zhao turned around and was about to go to the kitchen. When she passed by Shen Yao, she gently tugged at his sleeve and whispered, “Something’s wrong with Brother Qin.”
Shen Yao, who was full of grievances, pinched her chubby cheeks angrily and replied in a low voice, “Got it.”
Ji Zhao walked into the kitchen and took out some live shrimp from the small tank
The Drunken Shrimp’s recipe was very simple, but the prerequisite was that the live shrimp had to be rinsed a few more times. After washing them, she had to cut off the shrimp head, shrimp antennae, and shrimp legs.
She placed the processed shrimp on a plate, poured baijiuO over them, and then took a bowl and covered it.
Ji Zhao thought about it and decided to mix some sauce.
She took out a green onion and cut it into finger-length segments. Then, she began to mix the sauce.
At that moment, in the courtyard.
Shen Yao crossed his arms and leaned against the bamboo chair. He looked at Qin Minghong, who was drinking alone, with interest. He suddenly said, “Using alcohol to numb your worries will only make your worries worse.”
Qin Minghong looked at him silently, his eyes filled with guilt. “It seems that I came at the wrong time?’
“And you still came?” Shen Yao retorted with a smile.
“Zhaozhao said that you’re our good friend,” Shen Yao interrupted him and said sincerely, “Although I don’t know why you’re drinking to drown your sorrows, drinking is harmful to your body and kidneys. You’re not married yet. Don’t ruin your body early and harm a kind girl.”
Qin Minghong could not help but smile. After struggling for a while, he put down the wine pot in his hand.
“Zhaozhao said that she went to the residence to visit First Madam today and saw that the menu for your birthday banquet was inappropriate.” Shen Yao’s gaze was calm as he asked, “Are you so depressed now because of this?”