I became the Prime Minister's Adored Wife after Transmigrating

After all, the scene of Shen Yao suddenly fainting was too worrying.

“By the way, doctor, I want to ask, is there any hope of curing my husband’s leg?” Ji Zhao thought for a moment and could not help but ask.

She remembered that in the original novel, Shen Yao’s leg was cured by a miracle doctor called Immortal Crane.

However, she still had hope that Shen Yao’s leg would recover soon.

Meeting Ji Zhao’s expectant gaze, the physician shook his head gently.

In fact, after Shen Yao’s leg was broken, the Shen family had already looked for all the doctors around Dingyuan County. Unfortunately, no one said that his leg could be cured.

“I understand. Thank you, physician,” Ji Zhao replied gloomily and forced a smile.

Qin Minghong, who happened to see this scene, raised his eyebrows silently.

In the end, he slowly walked up to her and pretended to be concerned. “Miss Ji, is your husband alright?”

“He’s fine.” Ji Zhao smiled politely. “Thank you for your concern.”

“You’re welcome.”

Just as Ji Zhao was about to turn around and take care of Shen Yao, Qin Minghong shouted, “Wait!”

“Mm?”

“Miss Ji, I wanted to tell you earlier that Ji Huai won’t come to the Octagonal Guests anymore.”

How could a person who had lost a pair of hands continue playing dice?

“Okay.”

“May I ask if Miss Ji wants to treat Shen Yao’s injured leg?” Qin Minghong said softly, “Three months ago, when I went to Yunchuan Prefecture to do something, I heard that there was a famous doctor in Yunchuan Prefecture who specialized in treating chronic illnesses.”

“Really?” Ji Zhao’s eyes immediately lit up. “Then do you know the name of that doctor?”

To Ji Zhao’s disappointment, Qin Minghong shook his head at her.

“But if Miss Ji wants to know, I’ll think of a way to find out.” Qin Minghong looked into her eyes and promised seriously.

“Thank you.” Ji Zhao smiled gratefully.

Shen Yao walked around the screen and happened to see them chatting happily.

He immediately felt a stuffiness in his heart.

Cough cough—

“Shen Yao?” Hearing the commotion, Ji Zhao hurriedly turned around to support him. “Why are you awake? Are you feeling better now?”

“I’m fine.” Shen Yao placed his arm on her shoulder, his gentle eyes filled with grievance. “I’m just a little hungry.”

“Then let’s go home quickly? I’ll cook for you.”

“Mm.”

Ji Zhao hurriedly supported Shen Yao. When she left, she politely nodded at Qin Minghong.

Qin Minghong smiled back, but his gaze involuntarily fell on Shen Yao’s face.

At this moment, Shen Yao’s face was red and his feet were steady. It was impossible for him to not be able to stand steadily.

Clearly, he had deliberately leaned on Miss Ji’s shoulder just to declare his sovereignty.

Such a childish method was really…

Infuriating!

By 9pm, night fell quietly.

Thanks to Second Manager You’s help, they were able to successfully send Ji Zhao and the others back to the Shen residence.

Ji Zhao handed Shen Yao a bowl of freshly made snow fungus lotus seed soup.

“Thank you.” Shen Yao put down the book in his hand and thanked her gently.

“I specially added a little rock sugar, so it tastes sweet.” Ji Zhao sat opposite him and looked at the man opposite her with her chin in her hands. She smiled silently. “I’ve already heard from mother that you don’t like lotus seeds the most, right?”

“Yes.” Shen Yao nodded slightly. “The center of the lotus seeds are too bitter.”

“But good medicine is bitter,” Ji Zhao advised with a smile. “But you can eat the lotus seeds in this bowl of soup without worry. I’ve already peeled all the lotus cores.”

Hearing this, Shen Yao hurriedly walked in front of her and caught her hands.

“What? What’s wrong?” Shen Yao was too anxious and Ji Zhao was shocked.

“The skin of the lotus seed is already difficult enough to peel, and you took out the bitter core inside.” Shen Yao’s gaze landed on her red fingertips and his heart ached. “Your hand is injured.”

“I’m fine.” Hearing this, Ji Zhao didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. “You really don’t have to…”

Before she could finish, she felt warmth on her fingertips.

Shen Yao carefully held her hand and gently blew on it. Then, he took out the ointment to reduce the swelling and applied it on her fingers.

His movements were light and gentle.

From Ji Zhao’s angle, she could see his gentle and focused side profile.

“I know you like to cook. It’s inevitable that you’ll hurt your hand.” Shen Yao carefully applied the ointment and said softly, “But don’t peel the lotus core for me in the future. My heart will ache if you hurt your hand.”

These words were exceptionally warm.

Ji Zhao felt a sweetness in her heart.

“Okay.”

...

After drinking the bowl of soup, Shen Yao prepared to leave the room.

“Shen Yao, you…” Ji Zhao pursed her lips and whispered, “Why don’t you stay and sleep with me?”

“Ah Tao, have you really thought it through?” Shen Yao turned to look at her, his usually cold phoenix eyes flickering with a strange light. “Aren’t you… afraid?”

“Why should I be afraid?” Ji Zhao tilted her head and looked at him with a smile. “I’m your wife to begin with.”

Since they were husband and wife, shouldn’t they share a bed?

Shen Yao suddenly turned around and quickly closed the door. Then, he walked towards her step by step—

“Ah Tao, have you really thought it through…”

Before he could finish speaking, his lips were already sealed!

Ji Zhao tiptoed and hugged Shen Yao’s neck. She took the initiative to offer up her tender lips.

Although her movements were clumsy, it easily ignited the desire hidden in Shen Yao’s heart.

The two of them kissed to their hearts’ content. Unknowingly, they had already fallen onto the bed.

...

Shen Yao suddenly moved closer to her slender neck and gently bit her round and cute earlobe—

At that moment, Ji Zhao couldn’t help but tremble.

“Shen Yao…”

She sounded like a pitiful kitten.

At this moment, Shen Yao, who was lying on her, looked more like a ferocious hungry wolf.

Ji Zhao grabbed his shoulder forcefully. Just as she was about to close her eyes, she felt a heat under her body—

Crap!

“Shen Yao, my… my period arrived.” Ji Zhao bit her lip nervously and whispered.

Shen Yao, who was forced to stop, blinked.

In the end, he gently tapped the tip of her nose and said in a hoarse voice, “Ah Tao, you’re really torturous.”

Ji Zhao silently raised her hands and covered her face.

She could only blame the atmosphere tonight for being so good that she had forgotten her period.

Fifteen minutes later.

After taking a cold shower, Shen Yao finally suppressed the fire in his body.

When he returned to the room, Ji Zhao was already asleep.