After marrying a powerful minister, the female partner was pampered

Is she snoring?
She suddenly felt like a bolt from the blue.

"It's impossible. My husband must have misunderstood." She shook her head, determined not to believe it.

A smile flashed across Lu Xingzhi's lowered eyes, and he stood up and walked out, "If you think it's impossible, then it's impossible."

Qiao Jingjing: "..."

What does it mean that if she thinks it's impossible, then it's impossible?

She also felt that he was slandering her.

She pouted, stood up and followed out, "Even though I am sleeping deeply, my husband can wake me up."

Lu Xingzhi had already gotten off the carriage. Seeing that she was about to get off, he turned around and stretched out his hand to her.

Qiao Jingjing paused and put her hand on his palm.

Lu Xingzhi took advantage of the situation and helped her down.

As soon as Qiao Jingjing stood firm, she heard the man say warmly: "That's not a big deal, it's not necessary."

Qiao Jingjing was stunned. Was it not a big deal for her to rest on his lap, or was it not a big deal for her to snore?
Just when she was about to ask again, he had already turned around and was giving orders to his servants.

In addition to Mallow and Qingyuan, there were also a dozen guards accompanying them on this trip, so the group was quite large.

Before Qiao Jingjing and Lu Xingzhi arrived at the post house, the guards had already gone ahead and arranged everything.

Therefore, as soon as Qiao Jingjing and others arrived, they were immediately greeted by the postmaster, "The posthouse is simple and crude. I feel sorry for you, my lord and madam."

Although he didn't know Lu Xingzhi's true identity, the guards showed him the token in advance and knew he was from Beijing, so Yi Cheng didn't dare to neglect him.

Naturally, he arranged Lu Xingzhi and Qiao Jingjing in the same room as a matter of course.

After entering the house, Qiao Jingjing realized what she was doing. Looking at the man coming in behind her, she stuttered and said, "Shall we...sleep in the same room?"

Lu Xingzhi paused, looked at her, and said calmly: "Madam, do you have better arrangements?"

Qiao Jingjing: "..."

After Lu Xingzhi walked in, he slowly took off his robe.

When Qiao Jingjing saw this, her eyebrows jumped and she said dryly: "Why are you taking off your clothes?"

Lu Xingzhi paused and looked out the window, "It's already dark."

"Is it getting dark?" Qiao Jingjing quickly turned her head and looked out the window.

I saw that it was indeed dusk outside.

She blinked, so he was thinking...

She quickly stopped her thoughts, coughed lightly, and solemnly reminded: "But we haven't had dinner yet."

"They will be here soon." Lu Xingzhi said warmly, and then he took off his robe and hung it on the screen. Seeing her eyes staring at him, he was startled and explained, "I don't do anything, I just feel a little hot. .”

Qiao Jingjing: "..."

It's winter now, does he still feel hot?

No, why should he explain?

Or does she look very hungry?
In order to regain her position, she said nonchalantly: "You don't need to explain. You can take it off if you want. It's not a big deal."

Lu Xingzhi's expression froze for a moment.

Why do her words sound familiar?

Qiao Jingjing returned his gaze calmly.

Lu Xingzhi paused for a moment, then lowered his head and chuckled, "Madam is right, this is not a big deal."

Seeing the smile on his lips, Qiao Jingjing was stunned for a moment.

This guy has a really nice smile.

At this time, the guard brought the food.

"Sir, madam, the food in the post house is a bit rough, but my subordinates have tested it and it's fine." After placing the food on the table, the guard stepped back and said respectfully.

"I understand." Lu Xingzhi responded, "Please step back."

"Yes."

After the guards retreated, Lu Xingzhi served a bowl of soup to Qiao Jingjing.

Qiao Jingjing took a sip and immediately frowned.

"What's wrong? It doesn't taste good?" Lu Xingzhi saw it and asked quickly.

Qiao Jingjing glanced at him, pushed the bowl to him, and said without words: "Try it."

Lu Xingzhi paused, then reached out to pick up the bowl. After taking a brief sip, his handsome brows immediately furrowed.

"This soup is not good, don't drink it." He said warmly after putting down the bowl.

Qiao Jingjing was about to nod when she suddenly remembered something, her eyes fell on the bowl in his hand, and her face burned. She just pushed the bowl to him, and he actually tasted the soup from the bowl she drank from...

Like her, he didn't pay attention, or... didn't dislike it?
She blinked and glanced at him quietly.

Seeing that his expression remained normal, he picked up his chopsticks as if nothing had happened and picked up the fried pork with winter bamboo shoots on the plate.

Fortunately, this dish is not as unpleasant as the soup, and it is still edible.

"These bamboo shoots are good, please try it, husband." She held her sleeves and picked some for Lu Xingzhi.

Seeing the girl's nonchalant expression, Lu Xingzhi had a faint smile in his lowered black eyes.

After finishing the meal, Mallow and Qingyuan brought hot water.

The inn was simple and inconvenient, so Qiao Jingjing decided to wash her face and soak her feet and forget it.

Qiao Jingjing sat on the edge of the bed. After wiping her face, she took off her socks and put her feet in the hot water basin.

The warm water instantly dissipates the fatigue of the journey.

The room was not big and there were no partitions, so Lu Xingzhi, who was sitting not far away reading a book, could see her washing feet when he raised his eyes.

He didn't look in her direction at first, but the maid asked her if the water was warm enough and if it was too hot. It was difficult for him to ignore it.

When he looked, she had just finished washing, and a pair of delicate white feet were lifted out of the water.

Although the maid quickly took a cloth and wrapped her feet, those delicate lotus feet were still caught in his eyes.

He looked away, but the contents of the book could no longer attract him.

After Qiao Jingjing washed her feet, she went to bed.

After she lay down in the quilt, she pulled up a corner of the gauze curtain and looked out, "Husband, the night is getting dark. You should wash up quickly so that you can rest early. We have to be on the road tomorrow morning."

"Okay." Lu Xingzhi responded in a low voice.

The maid quickly brought hot water again and wanted to wash his feet, but he refused.

"You guys go down and rest, I can do it myself."

Mallow and Qingyuan turned back to look in Qiao Jingjing's direction for instructions.

Qiao Jingjing saw it in the bed tent and said to the two of them, "Then you go and have a rest."

The two maids then responded and withdrew.

After sleeping for a long time during the day, Qiao Jingjing was not sleepy at the moment.

She lay on the quilt and listened to what was going on in the house.

But tonight, Lu Xingzhi will have to lay the floor again, right?

If that's the case, that's fine.

Because the bed in the post house is a bit narrow, it would be too crowded for the two of them to sleep together.

Thinking this, she was about to stretch her hands and feet, but at this moment, the bed curtain was suddenly lifted.

The man's slender figure appeared beside the bed.

She was stunned for a moment, then slowly retracted her stretched leg back into the quilt.

She coughed lightly and turned to look at the man, "Is something okay, husband?"

Lu Xingzhi saw her lying in the middle position without any intention of moving away. He slowly put down the curtain and said, "It's okay."

"Then where are you going to sleep tonight?" Qiao Jingjing looked at the man outside the tent and asked with concern.

Lu Xingzhi looked through the hazy gauze at the concerned girl inside, lowered his eyes and said, "You can sleep, I can sleep anywhere."

Qiao Jingjing heard this and was about to say something else when the candles in the room were suddenly blown out, leaving the room dark.

Seeing this, she was a little panicked and hurriedly said: "Are you still there?"

"Ah."

In the darkness, the man's cold, low voice slowly sounded.

Qiao Jingjing breathed a sigh of relief.

She is most afraid of the dark, especially in unfamiliar environments.

She opened her mouth, wanting to ask him to leave a candle, but when the words reached her lips, she swallowed them back.

But she said uneasily: "You won't leave me here alone, will you?"

"No." Lu Xingzhi's voice was calm, but it had a soothing power.

Qiao Jingjing felt relieved instantly.

She wanted to see where he was, but it was too dark in the room. She looked for a while and couldn't find him.

But from the sound, she felt that he was on the low couch not far from the bed.