From a son-in-law to a favorite of the empress

Chapter 252

On the sixth day of the Lunar New Year, the weather was clear and sunny.

Shenjing was prosperous and bustling, especially after the reorganization, the inner and outer cities were brand new, and everyone could not help but go out for a walk.

And Zhou Yuan finally returned to Shenjing.

He did not care about the affairs of the Five Military Camps or the North City Military Department, and he did not need to go to court, because the cabinet ministers would have to worry about the various resettlement issues.

How to reward meritorious service and how to punish rebellion, all had nothing to do with Zhou Yuan.

He just went straight back home. After more than ten days of separation, it happened to be the New Year, and he really missed her.

"Jianjia! Jianjia! I'm back!"

As soon as he got off the carriage, Zhou Yuan shouted at the top of his voice.

For a while, the whole Zhou Mansion was in chaos, and Mingrui jumped up excitedly and kept shouting.

"My uncle is back! My uncle is alive again!"

"Ziyuan Qingyuan, Miss, come and see, my uncle is back to see us."

Zhou Yuan was stunned for a moment, then reacted and kicked him.

"Fuck you, what do you mean by coming back to see you? It's like the seventh day of the dead."

Mingrui looked at the dust on his legs and couldn't help but shouted: "Wow! It's real, it's the real uncle!"

Zhou Yuan didn't bother to pay attention to this idiot and walked directly inside.

He saw Zhao Jianjia hurriedly ran out of the house, her face flushed, full of tension and surprise.

The two looked at each other, meeting after life and death, it really fulfilled the saying that holding hands and looking at each other with tears in their eyes, and they were speechless.

"Husband!"

Zhao Jianjia cried out in pain and finally threw herself into Zhou Yuan's arms.

Holding her soft and warm body, Zhou Yuan was also very relieved. He couldn't help but hold her and turned around several times, making Zhao Jianjia exclaim.

"My son-in-law is back!"

Ziyuan and Qingyuan also ran out from the kitchen, standing aside, excited and full of emotions, with mixed feelings for a while.

Zhou Yuan didn't care so much, but held Zhao Jianjia's face and smiled: "I'm back, you are waiting for me, it's great."

Looking at her delicate face, Zhou Yuan couldn't help but kiss her, frightening Zhao Jianjia's eyes, her lively eyes kept turning around, and she was panicked.

Ziyuan and Qingyuan screamed "ah" and quickly covered their eyes.

"Amitabha, I didn't see anything."

Mingrui lowered his head and silently chanted the Buddha's name.

Zhao Jianjia was so weak that she punched Zhou Yuan's chest with her fists. She was so ashamed and angry that she stamped her feet and said, "There are so many people in broad daylight. Oh, I... I am too embarrassed to see anyone!"

She turned around and ran into the room.

In this era, such bold behavior is still hard to accept.

Zhou Yuan didn't care about that. He felt the warmth of home and waved his hand and said, "Mingrui, go to the kitchen and ask the two maids to cook a table of good dishes! Prepare two jars of good wine!"

"Yes! Son-in-law!"

Mingrui ran to the kitchen happily.

Zhou Yuan opened his arms and smiled, "Ziyuan Qingyuan, come, let me hug you two girls. I haven't seen you two girls for a long time."

"Bah! No way!"

Ziyuan spat lightly, but still walked to Zhou Yuan with a coaxing face and carefully snuggled into his arms.

Zhou Yuan patted her small buttocks and squinted his eyes and said, "You have grown up, Ziyuan. You are seventeen this year."

"That... I... uncle... I will go to the kitchen to help..."

Little Ziyuan's face flushed and she fled in panic.

Qingyuan stood there, pinching the hem of her skirt with both hands nervously, lowering her head and not daring to speak.

Zhou Yuan frowned and said, "Come here!"

Qingyuan's face flushed too, and she walked weakly to Zhou Yuan, and her whole body began to tremble.

This confused Zhou Yuan. What was shaking? It seemed that she was too deeply poisoned. This temperament was born and could not be changed.

He waved his hand and said, "Forget it, go to the back kitchen to prepare the dishes."

"Ah?"

Qingyuan was a little unexpected.

Zhou Yuan glared and said, "You must let me beat you, right!"

Qingyuan lowered her head and whispered, "Please... please punish me, uncle..."

There is no hope, this person is hopeless.

Now it was Zhou Yuan's turn to flee.

Entering the room, he immediately said: "You have to take good care of Qing Yuan. This is not a solution."

Zhao Jianjia asked in confusion: "What's wrong with her? Is she gossiping again?"

Zhou Yuan said: "Hey, you won't believe it, she always wants me to beat her."

Zhao Jianjia covered her mouth and chuckled: "Husband is always good at joking. Who likes to be beaten?"

"You don't believe it?"

Zhou Yuan smiled and said: "Then I'll teach you!"

"You... what are you doing!"

Zhao Jianjia's face changed, as if she realized something, and hurriedly said: "Husband, don't! It's daytime, don't... spare me!"

Zhou Yuan whispered: "I miss you."

"At night... I listen to you at night"Oh, my husband... let me go..." Zhao Jianjia was so anxious that she burst into tears. However, it was useless. Half an hour later, Zhou Yuan gently picked up the broken hair stuck on Zhao Jianjia's face and smiled, "Why is it all sweat..." Zhao Jianjia's eyes were full of tears, and she leaned tightly in his arms, but she said aggrievedly: "You tortured me to death, how can it be like this." Zhou Yuan whispered: "So, do you like it?" Zhao Jianjia gritted her teeth and snorted: "Qingyuan, this dead girl! I finally know what she is thinking! But it hurts me." At this point, she hit Zhou Yuan weakly and said: "Don't vent your anger on me in the future. Whoever provokes you, go find him." Looking at her, Zhou Yuan still felt a little regretful and smiled: "Then I will help you get dressed, it's time to eat." "I don't want you to serve me. "

Zhao Jianjia climbed up with difficulty, looking at her body, her face turned red, and she turned her back to put on her clothes.

Although the two were considered an old couple, she was still very shy.

After putting on her clothes, she took Zhou Yuan's clothes and whispered: "How can a man dress a woman? I should serve you. You are doing big things outside, and I can do the housework well."

"If you have to do everything inside and outside, then what am I in this family... Mother will also complain that I don't know how to be a wife."

Zhou Yuan was a little moved, and touched her face and said: "You have worked hard these days, and you are alone at home during the New Year."

"It's not bitter."

Zhao Jianjia lowered her head, but her voice was a little choked: "Master Zhuang said that my husband is fighting outside, blowing wind and snow, and licking blood on the edge of a knife. What is my suffering? "

At the end, she shed two tears and said with a pout: "My husband is suffering outside, and I can't help. I can only clean up the house and wait for you to come back."

Zhou Yuan held her hand and whispered: "We are responsible for the inside and the outside, and we work together to manage our lives."

"Hmm..."

Zhao Jianjia looked at her timidly and muttered: "I will never hold my husband back again."

"What are you talking about?"

Zhou Yuan scratched her nose and smiled: "Let's go, let's have a reunion dinner!"