After I traveled through the book, my sister kidnapped my mother

After saying that, Wen Rongxue thought about the other people around, so she smiled at Wen Mengyang and said, "Mengyang, you've been busy all night, go and have a rest."

Wen Mengyang packed up his things and bowed slightly to the two of them: "Mengyang will take his leave."

After she left, Wen Rongxue asked again with a serious and curious look on his face: "Are you really a descendant of the Wen family? I was wondering if someone like your mother would really give birth to children?"

Things like adoption were not uncommon in the palace, and were even common among wealthy families, so Wen Rongxue had actually guessed whether Wen Zhimiao was Su Qingluo's son.

But if he is not Su Qingluo's son, he still has Wen's bloodline.

But when I saw Wen Zhimiao this time, I always felt that she was not like Wen Huai.

So I couldn't help but become curious.

Wen Zhimiao couldn't help but laugh. She looked at Wen Rongxue and said, "Aunt, that's what I said. Of course I am."

She didn't explain too much. There was no need to let too many people know about her life experience, not even Wen Rongxue.

Wen Rongxue looked at her and laughed, "So that's the case."

Although she was curious, she didn't ask any more questions.

After all, when it comes to the true background of the heir to the dynasty, even if you are curious, you can't know everything.

"Aunt, don't worry about it. Aunt hasn't answered me yet, asking if you want to go back to Yunjing with me."

Wen Rongxue thought about it and nodded gently: "Okay."

After getting her answer, Wen Zhimiao breathed a sigh of relief: "Then we will go back after everything is settled here. I will prepare a big house for my aunt."

Wen Rongxue smiled, with a kind look in her eyes.

Afterwards, she couldn't help but sigh quietly. When she adopted Wen Ke, she really just wanted her to grow up without worries, without having to calculate everything like she did when she was young.

Facts have proved that she might not really be suitable for raising children, and she eventually raised them badly.

"Miao Miao, do you think that if I had spent more time with her, this situation wouldn't have happened?"

Wen Zhimiao shook her head. She didn’t know that raising a child was a matter of too many variables. Even the slightest variable could lead to a completely different result.

"I don't know, aunt, but this is not your fault. People can't always compare their misery to those who are better off." If that's the case, there will always be people who are better off than you, and you will always feel miserable.

"Be content with what you have, but she doesn't understand." This was all Wen Zhimiao could say.

Wen Rongxue smiled at her and said, "Okay, I know you came here specially. I'm fine. I won't be depressed because of this. I'm at this age, so why should I be depressed?"

Wen Zhimiao scratched his head and said, "I'm only thirty years old. You're talking about this age, but it doesn't seem that old."

"People always say that men remain young until they die, and the same goes for women. Everyone is a young person, right?" Wen Zhimiao started her 'nonsense' again.

Wen Rongxue couldn't help but laugh: "You are quite good at talking."

"That's right." Wen Zhimiao muttered softly.

"Aunt, have you had breakfast?" Wen Zhimiao asked.

"Not yet."

"Then let's eat together. I'm starving after being busy all night."

While eating, Wen Rongxue suddenly said to her: "You are responsible for having someone repair the wall you blew up."

"Don't worry, I'll go back after I finish making up for it." Wen Zhimiao muttered softly.

"Why do you have to blow her up?" Wen Rongxue couldn't understand.

"The city wall over there was about to be repaired. Do you understand what a dangerous wall is? It must be demolished." Wen Zhimiao said seriously.

"I see you just want to try out your new baby." Wen Rongxue had some understanding of Wen Zhimiao.

Wen Zhimiao chuckled: "Aunt understands me."

"If your thing can be used on the battlefield..." Wen Rongxue thought for a moment, but then shook his head: "The casualties of the war will be even greater."

Wen Zhimiao chuckled: "Aunt, if you don't use this thing, someone else will use it sooner or later. If we can think of researching these things, can't others do the same?"

Things that are destined to develop cannot be abandoned because of temporary kindness, not to mention that war is inherently cruel.

There is no mercy in the struggle between countries.

"Linglang has a new construction idea, let her try it out."

"You really trust the people around you." Wen Rongxue felt that few people could have the trust that Wen Zhimiao had.

"What's there to trust or not? Nothing is learned without trial and error. If it can really succeed, the craftsmanship can be developed, which is always a good thing." Wen Zhimiao felt that this had nothing to do with trust or not.

"It's not all Linglang's idea. It seems that she came up with the idea after communicating with other people. I don't understand it anyway, but she said we can try it, so why not give it a try? That small wall is not the same as building the Great Wall." Wen Zhimiao said with a smile.

Wen Rongxue nodded: "Not bad, very good."

She is still quite optimistic about Wen Zhimiao.

Wen Rongxue still didn't have a very good appetite today, but Wen Zhimiao finished eating early. She was really hungry.

"How are you going to deal with Ziqiong?" Wen Rongxue asked.

Wen Zhimiao smiled at her and said, "Don't do anything about it. Just take her back to Yunjing and let Dean Lu treat her properly."

Wen Rongxue was a little surprised. She didn't quite understand Wen Zhimiao's thinking.

"Dean Lu said that her medical history is peculiar and rare, so the translation is: a rare specimen. It is a good thing for a person to contribute to the development of world medicine in her lifetime. I will make her famous in history."

Facing Wen Zhimiao's smile, although she smiled obediently and harmlessly, it still made Wen Rongxue feel a chill.

Although he is young, he should not be underestimated.

"Aunt, don't worry so much. Worrying too much will make you age quickly." Wen Zhimiao said to Wen Rongxue with a smile.

Wen Rongxue couldn't help but shook her head: "It's no use for me to worry, you talk as if you will listen to me."

"I'll listen to nice words, but I won't listen to unpleasant words." Wen Zhimiao looked unreasonable.

Wen Rongxue couldn't help but shook her head: "You."

After accompanying Wen Rongxue to finish his meal, Wen Zhimiao told Chu Qiu some things, then went back to his room to take a shower. Only after he was clean did he go to find Shi Wanyue.

When she quietly entered Shi Wanyue's room, Shi Wanyue was already very sleepy. She waited for Wen Zhimiao for a long time but she didn't come back. Finally, she couldn't help feeling sleepy.

I have been nervous these days, and I am worried about Wen Zhimiao. I don't know how she is doing, and I am always worried when I can't see her.

Now that Wen Zhimiao had returned safely, she could finally breathe a sigh of relief. She had been sleep deprived for so long, and now that she had relaxed, she felt sleepy again.

Wen Zhimiao climbed onto the bed quietly and held Shi Wanyue in his arms.

Smelling the faint fragrance on Shi Wanyue's body, Wen Zhimiao couldn't help but kiss her again.

Shi Wanyue grabbed her hand in a daze and kissed the back of her hand.

Wen Zhimiao's heartbeat started to get out of control again.

Who wouldn't be moved when he can respond to your kiss even when he is half asleep?