Forget it if it was Mrs. Hou, but it was Marquis Ji's order. Wen Zhigu couldn't refute the old man's opinion, so he had to drink a bowl of soup with mixed emotions and gave him the dishes that Ji Xubai had named. Take it to the inner hall.
"What's the matter, Zhiru?"
Wen Zhigu shook his head.
"There's something on your mind."
Wen Zhigu glanced at him and said angrily, "Are you going to eat or not?"
If he hadn't insisted on putting it on his neck, how could Mrs. Hou have seen it...
When Ji Xubai was scolded by Wen Zhigu, he immediately didn't dare to say anything and just sat on the bed to eat.
Wen Zhigu thought for a while, then couldn't help but stand up and asked him, "Are there any of my clothes here?"
Ji Xubai was stunned for a moment and said, "Yes, it's in my closet."
"...Why do you put my clothes in your closet?"
Ji Xubai lowered his head and whispered, "This way we can pretend that we have never divorced."
Wen Zhiyu pursed his lips and looked at Ji Xubai. He felt quite uncomfortable for a moment, but he still didn't say anything. He got up and opened his closet, opened the door on the other side that had not been opened before, and opened the other door. Really, neatly, there were clothes of the styles and materials she liked.
Wen Zhigu searched for a while, found a light yellow scarf and wrapped it around his neck, so that the hickey on his neck could no longer be seen.
When she came back and sat down, she asked Ji Xubai casually: "Is it delicious?"
"tasty."
Although he knew that Ji Xubai would definitely praise her delicious food, Wen Zhigu was still very happy after hearing him say it was delicious.
After eating, Ji Xubai kept looking at her scarf. When Wen Zhigu glared at her, he couldn't help but asked softly: "Zhigu, did dad say something?"
"...You really can think about it."
"Why else would you be around this?"
"You still have the nerve to say, try chewing on my neck next time!"
Ji Xubai was stunned for a moment. Looking at Wen Zhigu, who was rarely angry, he couldn't help but curl his lips.
Wen Zhigu's eyes widened, "You're still smiling..."
"You know how cute you are."
Wen Zhigu: "..."
If it weren't for the fact that he was still a patient, Wen Zhigu would really want to hit him.
"I know, if my father really says anything, don't worry about it. I will tell him..."
Wen Zhigu looked at him coldly: "To be fair, the Marquis usually talks about you."
Ji Xubai thought about it and it was indeed the case. His father had always been on Wen Zhigu's side, so how could he really say anything about his daughter-in-law? Thinking of this, Ji Xubai smiled coquettishly, "It's really .”
Of course, Wen Zhigu couldn't tell Ji Xubai that Mrs. Hou felt that both of them could get on the bed hungrily in this state, so she could only swallow this by herself.
After Wen Zhigu fed him the medicine as usual, he applied the medicine himself and said to him, "Bailing said that if you give him ten more days, you can try walking with a cane."
Ji Xubai was fascinated by the way Wen Zhigu's eyes were cold and focused, and he was gently applying medicine to him, and he just said "Okay" softly.
However, after Wen Zhigu applied the medicine for him, he told him: "I'm going to the military camp later, and I may come back very late. However, I have asked the maid to come over on time to apply the medicine for you. Don't follow me." The people down there are making a fuss."
Ji Xubai looked at him reluctantly, so he didn't answer immediately.