Chapter 61: The Priest's Wife
Although the wedding between Yu Zhaohua and the high priest can not be held until a year later, if others know that Yu Zhaohua is now living in the high priest's mansion, drinking here with other men, and being picked up by other men when he is drunk, Yu Zhaohua's reputation is estimated to be worse.
At that time, Bi Fang will not have anything, and Yu Zhaohua will be different as a woman.
Xiao Tang didn't think about it so much, she just thought, she must not let their young lady be called a vixen again, saying that she cuckolded the high priest, otherwise, the high priest is so fierce, he will definitely swallow their young lady alive.
Luo Jiuyuan stretched out his hand to straighten the mask on his face, and walked out of Yu Zhaohua's room without saying a word.
Xiao Tang originally wanted to catch up, but after all, it was not someone else but the ghost king outside. She cowardly stopped her feet, turned around and dipped a towel in hot water, and helped Yu Zhaohua scrub so that Yu Zhaohua could sleep more comfortably.
After scrubbing, Xiao Tang helped Yu Zhaohua tuck the quilt, walked out of the door on tiptoe and helped Yu Zhaohua cover the door.
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A good night's dream, until three o'clock in the morning, Yu Zhaohua woke up on the couch rubbing his eyes, sat up from the bed, stretched a big waist, yawned several times in a row, and his eyes were full of tears.
She slept well last night, and when she woke up in the morning, although her muscles and bones were sore, her mind was clear, and she could do two five-year college entrance examination three-year simulations.
"Knock knockβ"
Yu Zhaohua had just made a little noise in the room here, and Xiao Tangerine outside was like a rabbit and immediately heard it.
"Miss, are you awake? The wash has been prepared for you. β
Yu Zhaohua lifted the quilt and said to the door: "I'm already awake, come in." β
Xiao Tang pushed open the door with a "squeak", walked in with a steaming copper basin and put it on the washing shelf, and smiled at Yu Zhaohua while turning his head and saying, "Miss, you can be regarded as awake, it is already afternoon at this time, and you have slept for most of the day." β
"Is it so late?" Yu Zhaohua walked to the door and glanced at the sky: the sun was hanging brightly in the sky, and it was not early.
"yes." Xiao Tang moistened the towel and handed it to Yu Zhaohua with both hands.
"Why didn't you wake me up - by the way, I drank too much last night, so I shouldn't have said anything, right?"
If it was left in normal times, Yu Zhaohua would definitely not care about this, but because Bi Fang was also there when he was drinking last night, Yu Zhaohua really didn't want to lose face in front of Bi Fang.
"No," Xiao Tang scratched his head and recalled, "Miss was drunk last night, and she was brought back by him, and Miss stayed asleep and didn't say anything." β
Oh...... It was brought back by Bi Fangβwait! By Bi Fang! Hold it back!
Yu Zhaohua was like a puppet, "click-click- β
How could she be so drunk that she asked Bi Fang to carry her back!
This is inevitably too embarrassing for my wife, right?
But Xiao Tang nodded affirmatively, not giving Yu Zhaohua any hope for a long time: "Of course it's true, otherwise Miss would have been drunk like that, how would she return to her bed?" β
O God! O God! O Virgin Mary! Whichever fairy came to take her in!
Xiao Tang looked at Yu Zhaohua's expression of eagerness to grab the ground with his head, and said tentatively: "Miss, do you also think it is inappropriate?" β
"Of course I don't think it's appropriate," the towels on Yu Zhaohua's hands were cold, and Yu Zhaohua hadn't wiped them yet, muttering, "Why didn't you stop it last night?" β
As soon as Xiao Tang was about to speak, Yu Zhaohua shook his head very sadly: "Forget it, it's all my fault, it has nothing to do with you, if I hadn't drunk those wines, these things wouldn't have happened." β
Yu Zhaohua regretted it.
Xiao Tang carefully took the towel from Yu Zhaohua's hand, re-moistened it and handed it to her: "Miss, are you also worried that if last night's incident spreads, it will damage your reputation?" β
"Huh?"
Yu Zhaohua blinked innocently, and said Baby, what are you talking about, I didn't think about this at all.
But if it weren't for her reputation, would she have any other reason because Bi Fang carried her to the bed so whining?
"Count, count," Yu Zhaohua walked quickly to the copper basin, bent down and lowered his head to pour hot water on his face.
Forget it, it's already covered with water anyway, and no matter how much she whimpers, it won't help.
"And what about later? What happened again? What did Bi Fang say? β
After washing his face, Yu Zhaohua looked at the bronze mirror, picked up a begonia hosta from the brocade box and inserted it into the bun that Xiao Tang had just braided.
Xiao Tang stuck out his tongue and stepped forward to help Yu Zhaohua take out the hairpin: Their young lady is good at everything, but at this time, she is very informal.
"Later, after Bi Fang Ghost King sent the young lady back to the room, he went back," the young lady helped Yu Zhaohua pull her hair again, find a good angle, and insert the hosta into Yu Zhaohua's hair bun steadily.
"I see."
Yu Zhaohua nodded-it seems that nothing particularly happened yesterday that Bi Fang could not see: for example, when she is drunk, she likes to find a place where no one is there to scold her mother.
Although she was very aggressive, she was still quite embarrassed about this kind of thing.
"It's just, miss," Xiao Tang looked at Yu Zhaohua in the mirror worriedly, and said worriedly, "Won't you be able to drink with others next time?"
It would have been terrible if the High Priest had known about this. β
"Hey."
Thinking of the uncertain high priest Luo Jiuyuan, Yu Zhaohua also felt a headache. She still can't grasp Luo Jiuyuan's temper, if she really stepped on Luo Jiuyuan's bottom line-she still remembers how Luo Jiuyuan tortured Yu Zhaohua in the book.
Yu Zhaohua's back was cold and swishing, and he panicked.
"It's so hard for me." Yu Zhaohua simply lay on the dresser and wailed weakly.
Xiao Tang screamed in surprise, and hurriedly grabbed Yu Zhaohua: "Miss, your Huadian hasn't done it yet!" You can't lie on your stomach! β
"Ahhh
Yu Zhaohua was so angry that he stomped his feet, and he was irritable to death.
Xiao Tang hurriedly said, "Miss, are you uncomfortable?" β
"I'm not feeling well anywhere...... Yu Zhaohua said with a crying voice: "How can I live......"
"Miss ......" Miss looked at Yu Zhaohua nervously, for fear that something would happen to her.
"You don't care about me," Yu Zhaohua pillowed his arm: "Let me be quiet for a while." It's okay......"
Although Xiao Tang was very worried about Yu Zhaohua's current state, he still nodded and obediently retreated.