Chapter 114: No concubines
That's what her sisters told her.
Yue Zhaoxuan shook his head and said, "The people in the building don't beat me. β
Childe frowned: "Who beat you?" β
If she were to say a guest, would he have tacitly counted himself in, thinking that he was insinuating and talking about him?
Yue Zhao hesitated for a moment and said, "The other guests before you, they love to beat people when they are drunk. β
"Before me?" Childe frowned and reached out and touched Yue Zhao's forehead, "You are so small, have you taken over other guests?" Or did someone force you to take it? β
Yue Zhao estimated that it took two minutes before he realized what he meant by "picking up customers".
In the building, there are two kinds of pick-up, one is dedicated to receiving meat customers, and the other is specialized in rough work.
"If those guests get drunk, they will beat anyone."
Childe's hand caressed Yue Zhao's neck, "You're too small." β
Yue Zhao is estimated to be very young, and she is not even old enough to officially say goodbye. "I haven't taken meat customers, and when I serve tea and pour wine, if I meet unreasonable guests, they will be drunk."
"Meat Guest...... That's an interesting statement. β
Yue Zhaoxiao lowered her head, the hand on her neck made her very uncomfortable, and the cold touch brought a shiver that was so cold that her heart and lungs trembled.
"I'm ......" Yue Zhao said casually, and the person took the opportunity to step back, but Childe sensed her intentions, and his hand did not move away from her neck, but moved with her.
"You say."
Childe's face was still a little red, Xu was not fully awake, and his side face was reflected in the orange-red light, looking delicate and handsome.
Yue Zhao blinked.
Childe was getting closer and closer to her, so close that there was no longer a distance for his snort, and he could hit her lips when he spoke. Childe said, "You know what? I don't take concubines. β
"Hmm."
"Didn't you want to ask me?"
Yue Zhao estimated that he looked at Childe's eyes like the sun, moon and stars, and there was tenderness like water rippling in them.
"No...... The slave has no right to question the decisions made by Childe. β
"Because I hate my aunt."
"I know."
"You know again."
Childe's face was close to hers, and the breath had already blown to her earlobes, and the cold wind had penetrated her clothes, and the cool air of the night had just come to her body at this moment. "I'm not going to take a concubine either."
Yue Zhao didn't know what her psychology was, she said: "But you still accepted a concubine, don't I?" β
"You're not."
"Why don't you see me?"
Childe's breathing was heavy, and the weight on Yue Zhao's body was also heavy, and Childe fell asleep.
Yue Zhao estimated that he lay his son flat on the bed, helped him tuck the quilt, and went to the soft couch by himself.
The dew was heavy at night, she was also cold, she didn't sleep well all night, and it was dawn, and the son was still sleeping. Yue Zhao estimated that he was not at ease all night. She didn't know whether to wake up Childe.
She remembered that Gongzi was going to go to the early dynasty, including the day she first saw Gongzi, he went to the Qingguan in court clothes.
She was very annoyed, and with her identity, she was not qualified to wake him up at all. But if she didn't wake him up, she missed it early, and it was her fault. Just like that, he went back and forth on the ground, watching Childe do it in a hurry.
"Oops!" She stamped her foot in a hurry, looking at her toes in annoyance.
Tiptoe...... Is it clean...... There is no red mud at all! Yesterday, the son also swore and asked her why she didn't go to the suburbs of Beijing, but her feet were stained with red mud that was not available in the capital.
It's also true, the lamp oil was so dim last night that the figures couldn't see clearly, where could I see the feet clearly? It's still muddy.
"Whew!" She exhaled in a hurry.
Where did Childe guess that she went to the outskirts of Beijing?
"Awake?" When Yue Zhao turned around, he saw the man's eyes open and looking at her. She asked dryly.
"Hmm." The man replied lightly, sat up with his body propped up, lifted the futon, and looked at the clothes on his body. For some reason, he smiled.
Yue Zhao was a little embarrassed, she lowered her head, opened her eyes, and pretended not to see it.
Yue Zhao estimated and said, "Childe, the time for your early dynasty has passed. β
"Hmm."
It was still an extremely flat voice, and Yue Zhao couldn't hear the emotion. She only asked, "Don't you care if you didn't go to the early dynasty?" β
"Are you asking too much? Do you dare to inquire about the affairs of the DPRK and China? β
"Uh...... I ......"
Yue Zhao turned his head away again and looked out the window with his eyes.
"My shoes...... There is no red clay on it......"
"Hmm."
Yue Zhao couldn't help but look at Childe again, and couldn't help but want to see Childe's expression clearly. "Early Dynasty...... Delayed, you...... Not angry? Shoe...... I'm curious, how do you ......"
The man chuckled at her.
Yue Zhao swallowed, "I won't ask." β
"Hmm."
The man sat on the bed and did not move, still maintaining the position he had just gotten up and sat up.
"I'll wait for you to get dressed, it's cold to sit like this."
"Aren't the clothes well worn?"
Yue Zhao blinked, only to remember that she hadn't undressed him at all. But...... Mama had only taught her a few words.
What else should I say when I get to my husband's house?
"Are you cold? I'll fetch you water......"
The moment Yue Zhao turned around, Childe twisted her arm, "What are you going to do?" β
"Hit, fetch water."
Childe smiled, "You asked me if I was cold, and you want to fetch me well water, isn't the well water in the morning ice?" β
"Uh...... That's the thing. β
The man's hand holding her did not let go, and the two remained silent. Yue Zhao estimated: "You haven't answered me yet, shoes, shoes, where did the red clay come from......
The tone of questioning was forced by her to divert the topic.
The man was still smiling lightly, not in a hurry to answer, and the atmosphere condensed for a long time before he said, "Your courage is getting bigger and bigger." β
Yue Zhao looked at him and didn't speak.
The man continued: "You used to call yourself a 'slave', but then I took you out of the Qingguan, and you seem to have started to lose your rules, thinking that you are close to me, right?" β
"I ......" she blinked her eyes in a panic, but suddenly remembered something wrong, and hurriedly changed her words, "Slave...... In fact...... And it didn't ......"
"Didn't ask you to change your mind." The man interrupted her. His eyes looked at her, and his eyes were full of light of unknown meaning.
"Then you ......"
"Why did you use the honorific title 'you' so often? Am I still distrooming you? β
"I ......"
"Let me guess." Childe pulled Yue Zhaomi, Yue Zhaoxi didn't talk about his actions, and sat on the bed, just being surrounded by him in his arms. Her back was to him, one of his hands still holding her arm, the other on her stomach, and both hands just enclosing her.
The man's fingertips roamed her belly through her clothes. "From what I know about you, you should still be angry in your heart, right? Angry with me box you? β
"I ...... How dare a slave. β
"I'm going back to the house behind you, and the direction you came from the fork is the path leading to the suburbs of Beijing. There are no residents there, so could it be that you can go looking for your relatives? Or did you worship your ancestors? β
"I ...... The slave did go to the outskirts of Beijingβ"
"Me." Childe bites heavy sounds.
"I ...... I like the wild fruits in the countryside...... Wild Fruit ...... Picked up a few ......"
"What are you shaking?" Childe took care of the quilt and pulled it over her, and it was on him.
"I ...... There is no ......"
"Can I still not know your little bit of caution?" Childe's face was in her ears, and she could see it with a little glance, but she didn't dare to look back, her eyes looked straight ahead, and her senses became clearer and clearer as she watched the morning light light light up the room little by little through the window paper. The physical touch of the two was like fire to her.
A figure suddenly flashed in front of the door of the house, and Yue Zhao gasped, "Someone!" β
Childe's gaze moved to the dark shadow in front of the door that covered the light.
"Afraid of what?" He whispered in Yuezhao's ear.
"Aunt Yue, why can't you afford it? Are you back? Aunt Yue, Aunt Yue......"
Someone banged on the door and shouted.
"I'm here." Yue Zhao answered.
The person outside the door stopped moving, and said "oh", "I'm Aunt Zhang, you were pulled away by someone else yesterday, I thought you met some acquaintance, so you came back first." It's good that you're back. β
"Aunt Zhang, I'm fine."
"Okay, I'll go first."
"Well, Aunt Zhang walks slowly."
"Who did you go with yesterday?" Childe asked.
There was another person outside the door, who came in a hurry, and a small guy knocked on the door outside: "Aunt Yue!" Aunt Yue! Is Childe with you? Isn't it there? β
The door panel was slapped with great force, which was completely different from Aunt Zhang's strength before.
Childe twisted his eyebrows and did not speak. Yue Zhao is in a dilemma. How to answer that?
"Aunt Yue, you squeak, I'm in a hurry!"
"Get out!"
"Childe! Childe, you're here! The lord asked someone to call you, saying that the emperor invited you to the imperial study! The old man asked, why didn't he see you this morning? How can you ...... Alas! Son! Come out of here! If you don't come out, the little one will die of worry! β
After getting out of bed, he went straight to open the door, and Yue Zhao estimated that he went out after him. Xiaowu and Aunt Zhang are still outside, and there are many more people in the courtyard, not only the subordinates who are rationed to Yue Zhao, but also those who come to watch the play in other courtyards.
"What are you looking at?" As soon as Childe saw this scene, he was a little angry.
"I really don't want to go anywhere!" He flicked his sleeves and led the little servant to the front yard. After the others left, Yue Zhao estimated that he went back to the house, closed the door and stayed alone. The owners of those sights outside also felt bored.
As soon as Master Xin saw his eldest son Xin Chen's clothes, he knew that he hadn't washed and slept properly yesterday.
"Where have you been? Don't you dare to go in the early dynasty? β
"What is the emperor looking for me?"
"What an attitude!"
"Hmph."
The father and son got into the sedan chair with cold faces, and Master Li's voice came from the sedan chair next door: "I didn't mean to go to Aunt Ji's last night, I didn't know you were following behind...... I want to know, why won't I go to Aunt Ji's ......"
Master Xin's tone is a bit flattering. It's just that this humble flattery did not attract Xin Gongzi's attention.
After entering the palace, when the father and son opened the curtain and entered, the emperor was flipping through the recitals. The eunuchs were waved back.
The father and son of the Xin family stood there, and the emperor raised his head for a long time, "How many days has the prime minister not come to the court?" β
He's looking at Master Xin.
"It's been about three days."
"The prime minister had a holiday with you in the past, why didn't he come to the early court?"
"I don't know."