I became the Prime Minister’s Adored Wife after Transmigrating-Chapter 32



Chapter 32: Do You Like My San Lang?

“Busy?” Zhao Lanhua raised her eyebrows curiously. “Busy with what?”

“Well… anyway…” Shen Zhang scratched his ears and cheeks nervously. “Mother, I’m hungry. Is there anything to eat?”

In the room, Ji Zhao was so nervous that she forgot to breathe.

Shen Yao, who was under her, raised his eyebrows silently. His deep eyes flickered with a dark light. “When do you plan to get up?”

“Oh! I’m sorry!” Ji Zhao subconsciously apologized and hurriedly got up from his body.

The soft touch on his chest suddenly disappeared.

Shen Yao suddenly felt a flash of disappointment in his heart.

“You…”

“You…”

“You first?”

“No, no, no. You go first.” Ji Zhao quickly returned to the kang bed. Her smile was obedient, and her tone was gentle.

Shen Yao thought for a moment and took out two taels of silver from his sleeve and handed it to her.

Ji Zhao was puzzled.

“The snake you caught yesterday is very valuable, so the pharmacy gave me two taels of silver,” Shen Yao explained softly.

“You sold that snake for me?” Ji Zhao asked happily. Her bright eyes were shining brightly, looking extremely cute.

“Mm!”

“Thank you so much!” Ji Zhao was extremely grateful and thanked him repeatedly.

“You’re welcome.” Shen Yao smiled indifferently, but his lips clearly curled into a faint smile.

“Logically speaking, I should give you a tael of silver. However, I urgently need money now, so I owe you a favor. If you need my help in the future, feel free to ask.” Ji Zhao looked into his eyes and said sincerely.

“No need.”

“In any case, I’ll remember this.” Ji Zhao smiled firmly. “It’s getting late, so I’ll leave first.”

“You’re going back to the Earth Temple?”

“Mm!”

“You should stay,” Shen Yao suddenly said. “Don’t misunderstand. Your injuries haven’t healed yet. You should recuperate.”

“I feel fine.”

“If the patient could sense their own condition, would there still be doctors in the world?”

Uh…

Ji Zhao fell silent.

Ji Zhao didn’t know what to say.

In the end, under Zhao Lanhua’s strong request, Ji Zhao temporarily stayed at the Shen residence to rest.

“Mother.” After drinking the medicine, Ji Zhao looked at Zhao Lanhua nervously. “I…”

“Just say what you want to say. Don’t be nervous.”

“I want to ask you for a favor.” Ji Zhao thought for a moment and handed the two taels of silver in her arms to Zhao Lanhua. “Sanlang helped me sell that snake. I wonder if you can help me buy some rice and noodles and send them to my grandparents’ house?”

“Ah Tao,” Zhao Lanhua looked straight into her eyes and asked seriously, “Do you hate your grandmother?”

Ji Zhao shook her head. “I did resent her at the beginning, but I really don’t hate her.”

No matter how wrong Madam Xie was, she had raised Ji Zhao.

If Old Master Ji had not brought Ji Zhao home back then, she would have long become a pile of yellow soil.

“That day, I heard someone say that you asked Zhao Xian to elope with you. I felt very upset.” Zhao Lanhua faced her and said sincerely, “I know that my third son has a leg problem. Ordinary girls would definitely not be willing to marry him. However, I’m his mother. How can I not consider him? That’s why I came to propose when I heard that your grandmother had the intention to marry you off.”

“Ah Tao, I want to ask you something.” Zhao Lanhua faced her and asked in a deep voice, “Do you like my Sanlang?”