Wu Ya didn't care about any coquettishness, and asked directly, "Where are you going?" ”

"I'll get you something to eat!"

Wu Ya continued to lie back on the bed with confidence, maybe he was too tired from the journey, so he was relieved, and the person immediately fell asleep.

Yu Wenjing walked to the door and knew that he was asleep when he heard his breathing, and closed the door of the room.

At night, Jiang Luo was coaxed to sleep by her, don't wake him up at this time, otherwise this day will really not be able to live.

This place is no better than southern Xinjiang, and there is no room for the slightest mistake.

There are not many palace maids here, and she doesn't like others to serve her, so she can only do it herself to make a small porridge for Wu Ya.

The ingredients were just made here, and a man came in the kitchen over there.

She didn't have to look, smelling the footsteps, smelling the fragrance and knowing who this person was, she didn't say much, and he had already silently lit a fire for him.

It wasn't until all the ingredients were put down in the casserole that the two stopped what they were doing.

"You go to bed early, you have to go to court tomorrow!" Yu Wenjing said.

"Don't you too!" Li Zhaodu said that this dynasty is really not an easy thing, at this time, he is even more emotional, it is not easy to be an emperor.

"Who's that little guy?" Li Zhaodu asked.

"The young master of Southern Xinjiang ordered Wu Ya." Yu Wenjing said: "I'll make up tomorrow, you remember to approve it." ”

Li Zhaodu nodded, but in fact he was not very happy, but he was also beautiful, but more important than this: "His father is the person you like?" ”

Yu Wenjing's hand tightened and nodded.

Li Zhaodu opened his mouth, he had a lot of things to ask, but he couldn't ask a word, and he ran away again.

In an hour, Yu Wenjing's porridge was cooked, and the aroma was overflowing, waking up the sleeping person early.

Yu Wenjing fed Wu Ya a big bowl to drink, and Wu Ya was making a fuss about sleeping, but he had no choice but to sleep with him.

Early in the morning of the second day, Yu Wenjing got up lightly, for fear of waking him up.

In the imperial court, there was a quarrel over whether to have a grand celebration for the New Year, fierce, as if he had to fight for a high or low, I really admired Li Zhaodu's patience, and such a thing could be said by this group of people for so long.

"The minister has something to do." Yu Wenjing stood up, and the originally lively scene quieted down, looking at the faint music handed over, I don't know which minister was unlucky.

"I'm right!" When Chao Yun, "I can't imagine that Aiqing was ordered by the young secretary of Southern Xinjiang as a righteous son, it is really my luck for the Tang Dynasty!" ”

Li Zhaodu said decently, but the jaws of the other ministers fell to the ground, and the young secretary was ordered to be the righteous son?

Shao Siming, although he is not their god, but he understands this kind of thing that the people of southern Xinjiang are loyal to the Siming Tower, but he has never heard that Shao Siming would worship an ordinary person as his father-in-law!

Especially, this person is still Yu Wenjing!

Yu Wenjing, I really want to have a huge magic power, so that they are going to be sucked in!

Who knows, Yu Wenjing couldn't see Yu Wenjing when he got up in the morning, and the whole person was crying and making trouble, so that Chunhe and Xia Yan were there, and Jiang Luo, the big partner, stopped the crying.

When Yu Wenjing returned home, Wu Ya's tears of joy almost slipped out, and the first thing he did was to ask, "Mother, where have you been?" ”

"I'm going to work!" Yu Wenjing looked at his little face and turned blue, and knew the development of things in his heart, and secretly made up his mind that he would tell him where to go in the future.