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As for the "Four Books", I don't have the first two at home.
Yun Xiaoan replied casually, "I saw it in the Crown Prince's study before."
Wu Wei'an smiled and patted his daughter's head: "I will borrow it from the prince tomorrow. You must memorize it for me within half a month."
Yun Xiaoan: “???”
Chapter 109
The table was littered with scattered blueprints, all of which were designs for new clothes that the cloth shop was about to release.
Some styles are quite similar, with only slight differences in patterns, etc., and are waiting for Ji Yunxi to make a decision.
Ji Yunxi stood by the table, looking slightly thoughtful.
She thought for a moment, took out the selected drawings one by one, sorted them out, and put them aside.
Ji Yunxi took the selected stack of drawings and turned around to see Wu Weian standing quietly behind her.
Ji Yunxi was startled: "......"
She closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and asked, "What's wrong?"
Wu Weian stood straight with his hands behind his back.
He had just returned from the government hall and was still wearing his court robes, which were meticulously tailored and made his tall figure look like a pine or bamboo.
Everyone says that when Prime Minister Wu smiles, he is gentle and elegant.
But when the Prime Minister was not smiling, his awe-inspiring demeanor made people dare not look directly at him.
At this moment, Wu Wei'an's face was devoid of a smile. He pursed his lips and asked, "Why didn't you come pick me up?"
Ji Yunxi patted the drawings in her hand: "I'm busy."
Wu Wei'an: "Are you so busy that you don't even have time to pick me up?"
here we go again.
Ji Yunxi was speechless and said coldly, "Yeah."
She took the blueprint and wanted to leave by bypassing Wu Weian.
Wu Wei'an grabbed her and suddenly asked, "We've been married for seven years."
Ji Yunxi had recently been focusing all her attention on the cloth shop business. She was still thinking about it and asked perfunctorily, "So?"
Wu Wei'an: "Are you tired of it?"
Ji Yunxi raised her head and raised her eyebrows slightly: "?"
Wu Weian stared at Ji Yunxi's face seriously. "There's a man in our government office who's been married for seven years. He says he gets tired of seeing his wife lying in bed every night. Lately, he doesn't even want to go home. Do you feel the same way?"
Ji Yunxi: “…………”
Ji Yunxi: "No."
Wu Wei'an: "If not, why didn't you come to pick me up? It's been a month, and I've told you every day that I want you to come pick me up, but you haven't come a single day. You always say you're busy."
Ji Yunxi: "I am indeed busy."
Wu Wei'an: "Are you so busy that you don't have a day off?"
Ji Yunxi fell silent.
That’s not the case.
Wu Weian slowly let go of her hand: "I understand, in the eyes of Madam, I am the least important."
Ji Yunxi calmly asked him, "Why do you want me to pick you up?"
Wu Weian: "Editor Ye's wife comes to pick him up every day. He's a third place winner in the imperial examination, and so am I. He has a wife to pick him up every day, but I don't. If this gets out, what will others think of me?"
Ji Yunxi caught the flaw in his words: "So you are just trying to compete."
Wu Wei'an: "What's wrong with comparison?"
Ji Yunxi walked over and placed the organized drawings into a wooden box. "I remember last month, someone personally gave a lecture at the Hanlin Academy, talking about eradicating the culture of comparison between officials and the public. What do you think, Lord Wu?"
Wu Weian followed closely behind her, and a smile appeared on his lips when he heard her words: "I didn't expect that Madam would care so much about my every move. She even knew this."
Wu Weian is good at acting and has a good reputation in front of others. He now has countless fans all over the world.
What he said would spread throughout the entire Shangjing City in a few days.
Ji Yunxi learned about it from the clerk in the cloth shop.
But there is no need to clarify this to save trouble.
Ji Yunxi took it as her agreement with his words.
She put the wooden box away, walked to the wardrobe and took off her coat.
Wu Weian followed her, reached out to take the coat she had changed out of, and watched her fingertips run across the colorful dresses on the hanger.
Wu Wei'an pointed to a green pleated skirt and said, "This one is good."
Ji Yunxi took out this one and put it on.
Wu Weian put his arm around Ji Yunxi's waist and helped her tie her belt. Halfway through, he realized, "Are you going out?"
Ji Yunxi glanced at him and said, "Well, I have to go to the cloth shop and will be back very late. Tell Yun'an a bedtime story tonight."
This month, Ji Yunxi was busy with the change of seasons and new products, often leaving home early and returning late.
The daughter was clinging to Ji Yunxi very much, always running over to be close to her mother from time to time, so Wu Weian had not had sex with her for almost a month.
Wu Weian held Ji Yunxi tightly and thought about it calmly.
Ji Yunxi has always been soft-hearted and would not tolerate tough situations.
So he softened his expression, lowered his head to the side of Ji Yunxi's neck, and said in a hoarse voice: "Madam, I don't want to stay alone in an empty room."
Ji Yunxi's ears trembled, and she pursed her lips slightly: "I'll be free after these few days, just bear with it."
Wu Weian's fingertips stroked Ji Yunxi's waist from time to time: "You said the same thing last night, and the day before yesterday. You've been telling me the same thing every day for the past month."
Ji Yunxi said seriously, "This time it's real."
"But I can't help it." Wu Wei'an pressed close to her, breathing heavily, holding Ji Yunxi's hand, "If you don't believe me, Madam, just look for yourself."
Ji Yunxi didn't think there was anything wrong at first, but this body had tasted the sweetness, and all of its weaknesses were known to Wu Weian.
After a while, he was defeated, his legs became weak, and he had to rely on Wu Weian behind him for support.
Ji Yunxi: "It will be done within an incense stick."
Wu Wei'an buried his head in her neck: "One hour."
Ji Yunxi reached out and pushed him away: "Forget it then."
Wu Weian raised his head, his lips red as blood, and smiled slightly: "Okay, one stick of incense is enough."
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