At the Wen family’s dinner table.
Wen Ye looked at Murong Shu every once in a while, looking hesitant, which made everyone else lose the mood to eat.
"Why do you keep looking at my senior sister instead of your own wife, Second Madam? Your husband keeps looking at my senior sister!" Yueyue saw Wen Ye keep looking at Murong Shu and asked directly, and at the same time did not forget to complain to Second Madam Wen.
Because Yueyue spoke quite loudly, Wen Ye, who was drinking soup, was almost choked. He then became the focus of the dinner table. Everyone else looked at him, obviously waiting for his explanation.
"No way, Yueyue, you've seen it wrong!" Wen Ye was embarrassed after being caught and denied it directly.
"Second brother, do you have any doubts?" Murong Shu also knew that Wen Ye was looking at him. When Wen Ye said this, it was obvious that he wanted to verify some gossip.
"Hehe, it's nothing. I just heard from King Zhenshan that you kept all of Feng Linggong's young servants." Wen Ye Wen was cautious and looked at Wen Jing from time to time.
"Yes!" This time everyone's eyes were on Murong Shu. Could it be that the young waiter was more handsome than the third brother?
"Are they good-looking?" Wen Ye couldn't help but ask.
"She's not bad looking!" Murong Shu took a quick look and somehow remembered what she looked like. She looked quite handsome.
"That's good, that's good!" Wen Ye heaved a sigh of relief. It was good that he was not as handsome as his third brother.
"None of them is good-looking, not even one percent as good-looking as my brother-in-law." In Yueyue's heart, her brother-in-law is still the best-looking and the most suitable match for her senior sister.
Hearing this, Wen Jing was in a very good mood and used a serving chopstick to pick up food for Murong Shu and Yueyue.
The old lady glared at Wen Ye fiercely. Why bring up these things? It would only affect everyone's appetite. The third son and his wife had a good relationship.
Wen Ye felt a little aggrieved. Not only did his mother glare at him, but his father and elder brother also glared at him. He felt so sad.
"There are a few who are better looking than you. Second Madam Yueyue will take you to see them in a few days." Yueyue's finishing move almost made Wen Ye die on the spot. What do you mean by better looking than him? That's fine, but he even wanted to take his own wife to see them. Why is his life so miserable?
Murong Shu laughed out loud when he heard that.
"Senior Sister, don't you believe Yueyue either? Yueyue just watched it carefully." Yueyue thought Murong Shuxiao didn't believe her, so she hurried to explain.
"Senior Sister believes you. Come and try your favorite ribs." In order to change the subject, Murong Shu picked up her favorite ribs for Yueyue.
As soon as she saw there was food, Yueyue's attention was instantly diverted. She concentrated on eating the pork ribs and had no time to pay attention to Wen Ye.
Wen Ye felt bitter, but he had no place to complain. He was not as good as the young man. He thought he was handsome, suave, and elegant...
The more Wen Ye thought about it, the angrier he became. How could those young men be better looking than him? He would go with his wife in a few days to see how handsome they were.
Wen Ye ate two big bowls of dinner with tears in her eyes. The delicious food healed everything.
After dinner, we returned to Tingzhuxuan.
When Murong Shu went to take a bath, Wen Jing arranged for him to take a bath somewhere else. When he came back from the bath, Murong Shu had not finished yet. Wen Jing opened the box, found a set of his favorite underwear and put it on, then waited for Murong Shu to come back.
So when Murong Shu came back, what she saw was her husband's handsome appearance, and Murong Shu whistled for some unknown reason.
The originally ambiguous atmosphere was destroyed just like that. Wen Jingjing forgot to react for a moment and couldn't help cursing himself in his heart, "Damn it, am I out of my mind? Such a good atmosphere."
But when she saw her husband's reaction, Murong Shu felt great again. She ran to the bed and jumped onto it, kissing Wen Jing on the face before he could react.
"My dear, you look so good today!" Murong Shu was filled with joy. He knew that Wen Jing was jealous, so he specially cleaned up and waited for him. Her Tzuyu was really too cute.
Murong Shu's praise made Wen Jing blush, and he stammered, "Come closer, let your husband help you wipe your hair, otherwise you will have a headache tomorrow."
Wen Jing took the towel he had prepared in advance and started to wipe Murong Shu's hair. They didn't go to bed until their hair was dry.
After Wen Jing blew out the oil lamp, he groped his way onto the bed. As soon as he lay down on the bed, Murong Shu pressed him down. "My husband is jealous."
Wen Jing didn't say anything. He felt that he was too stingy. Shu'er was so nice to him, yet he was still jealous.
Murong Shu didn't know what Wen Jing was thinking at the moment, and thought he was still jealous, so he explained in a low voice, "I kept them just to give them a job, and I didn't have any other thoughts. In my heart, they are not as good as my husband."
After saying that, Murong Shu took the initiative to kiss Wen Jing. Before getting married, Murong Shu would occasionally flirt with Wen Jing and take the initiative, but since getting married, it was always Wen Jing who took the initiative every time.
Wen Jing was very happy that Murong Shu was so proactive today.
"I am indeed jealous. Whether I can be coaxed depends on your sincerity." Wen Jing's warm breath fell into Murong Shu's ears.
Upon hearing this, Murong Shu understood Wen Jing's intention and knew that he was teasing her on purpose.
Then it was Murong Shu's home court, and the first to surrender was Wen Jing. "Shu'er, your husband is here, let your husband come."
It was already the middle of the night when Wen Jing let Murong Shu go. After cleaning Murong Shu up, Wen Jing hugged her and fell asleep.
He always believed in his wife, and he admitted that he was jealous. He felt that he might be sick, and his possessiveness towards Murong Shu became stronger and stronger.
Holding Murong Shu in his arms, Wen Jing couldn't sleep.
Wen Jing fell asleep at dawn the next day and missed the morning court session.
When they were about to go to the morning court, Prime Minister Wen took Wen Ye and left without waiting for Wen Jing. Wen Ye asked in surprise, "Dad, aren't we waiting for our third brother?"
"Let's go. We have to deal with the Minister of War's matters today. Don't be late." Prime Minister Wen urged Wen Ye to set off.
Wen Ye followed Prime Minister Wen, looking back every few steps. Wen Ye was very puzzled, "Could it be that my third brother and dad had a quarrel, so dad was angry and didn't wait for my third brother?"
"Get out of here quickly, what are you mumbling about?" Prime Minister Wen felt that his second son had been acting weird lately, so he turned around and reminded his daughter-in-law to ask the court doctor to check him out.
Poor Wen Ye was still wondering if his father and his third brother had a quarrel. But his third brother was sleeping with his wife in his arms, and his father was wondering if he was sick.
When it was time for court session, the officials who knew the situation did not see Wen Jing coming to court, so they automatically imagined a hundred bloody plots.
Wen Ye felt that his colleagues seemed very excited today, and would occasionally steal a glance at him and his father. Wen Ye thought that it must be because he looked particularly handsome today wearing the jade crown given by his wife.
It was not until a gossipy official on duty came to ask him about Wen Jing and was asked so many times that Wen Ye finally realized it belatedly.
After getting on the carriage, he told the driver, "Hurry back home."
"Why is my second brother so anxious?" Wen Zhi didn't know what was wrong with his second brother.
"Brother, you don't understand. Of course I'm going back to see my third brother."
Wen Zhi chose to keep his mouth shut. Let him be. If he did something wrong, his mother and his second brother and his wife would punish him. He could only wish him good luck!
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