I Became the Prime Minister’s Adored Wife after Transmigrating

"Here, shopkeeper You Er, I can't accept this money." Ji Zhao repeatedly waved his hands and refused, "Not to mention that the ingredients were brought by the guests, and besides, I wanted to try to make this to help you. For a dish, I deserve this silver reward!"

"A Tao, if it weren't for your help, the reputation of our Hongxing Restaurant would be ruined. In short, you must accept the money!" Shopkeeper You Er stuffed the money into Ji Zhao's hand without saying a word. Li, "By the way, the county is under curfew right now. I specially prepared a room for you on the second floor of the restaurant. If you are tired, go to rest now?"

"There is Lao Er shopkeeper!"

"you are welcome!"

Shopkeeper You Er personally took the two of them to Room No. 1 on the second floor of the restaurant.

Pushing open the door of the guest room, a faint and quiet scent of sandalwood hits the nostrils.

After bypassing the three-fold screen that depicts the three gentlemen of Suihan, what comes into view is a wide Babu bed with blue-gray curtains. There was a set of tables and chairs on the right, and pens, ink, paper and inkstones were placed neatly and orderly on the table.

"I didn't expect this room to be so spacious," Ji Zhao couldn't help but said after looking at the whole room, "Shen Yao, why don't we ask Xiaoer to give me another quilt?"

Although it is midsummer now, it is still a bit cold at night.

"No need," Shen Yao shook his head slightly.

"But……"

"How do you know such strange ingredients?" Shen Yao suddenly interrupted her, and cast a curious look at her.

"This... I've seen it before, so I know it." Ji Zhao couldn't help smiling, and then he seemed to think of something, and asked anxiously, "We didn't go home today, will mother be worried?"

"Brother has already gone home, he will help to explain." Shen Yao smiled softly, "Don't worry, it's you, you've been busy all day, are you tired?"

"It's okay." Ji Zhao smiled, "I enjoy cooking very much, so I don't think it's too hard."

"The dishes you cook are indeed delicious." Shen Yao praised from the bottom of his heart, "With the same ingredients, your cooking is more delicious than other people's. You are amazing."

Ji Zhao blushed from being praised, she shyly brushed a strand of hair hanging behind her ear, and said with a modest smile, "Actually, it's not that great, don't praise me, if you praise me again , I feel like my whole body is going to float."

"What I said is the truth." Shen Yao said sincerely.

The two looked at each other and smiled, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.

Half an hour later, Ji Zhao, who had soaked his feet, yawned a little tiredly.

"Good night," she smiled at Shen Yao, then lay down on the bed, pulled off the thin quilt to cover her body, and fell into a sweet dream in a short while.

When Ji Zhao was sleeping soundly, his brows and eyes became softer.

Standing in front of the desk, Shen Yao silently laid out a piece of pure white paper, picked up a pen, and began to paint seriously.

Not long after, a painting of Sleeping Beauty suddenly appeared on the white paper. The person in the painting was very similar to Ji Zhao's profile.

Glancing at his own painting, and then looking at Ji Zhao who was sleeping not far away, Shen Yao's lips curled up unknowingly.

Night, quiet and beautiful.

Ji Zhao, who was playing chess with Zhou Gong, suddenly heard a rapid cough, she slowly opened her eyes, and inadvertently caught a glimpse of Shen Yao who was sleeping curled up on a soft bed.