65 Heshuo, don't cry
Therefore, despite the coarse tea and light rice every day, Xia Muyao's complexion is actually better than before, and the beauty that can't be concealed by a cloth dress can't be concealed.
Zhao Yuanting came to see Xia Muyao every few days, which was the happiest time for him to forget his troubles the most. Every time she sees him coming, Zhen'er will walk away with interest, so that when they have some time alone, most of the time, Zhao Yuanting just quietly hugged Xia Muyao, precipitating the irritability he generated in court affairs, and further, he would bow his head and kiss her, gently lingering. Xia Muyao neither responded nor refused, like an obedient kitten, let him kiss him.
"Heshuo, grow up quickly, my heart hurts to wait." Zhao Yuanting hugged Xia Muyao, hating to turn her into a villain who could be placed in the palm of his hand, so that he could always be by his side.
Xia Muyao smiled silently, when she grows up, what will happen when she grows up?
In a flash, another few months passed. It's winter.
During this period, Zhao Yuanzhong took the opportunity to go out of the palace to visit her once and brought her many books.
Because of her age, Xia Muyao had a special closeness to Zhao Yuanzhong, she asked him how his life in the palace was, and told him that if he wanted to live a stable life in the palace, the best way was to live an inconspicuous life. Zhao Yuan nodded, he is a thoughtful person, and he understands these truths more and more.
Xia Muyao and the unsmiling girl next door are also already familiar. When it was cold in winter, the girl would teach Xia Muyao some fist and foot kung fu to strengthen her body and ward off the cold.
Xia Muyao studied very seriously, for her, learning some self-defense kung fu is not just as simple as driving away the cold. She knew that she would return to the General's Mansion one day, and after she was re-involved in the complicated deceit, these self-defense skills might save her life.
has nothing to do, Xia Muyao will also teach Zhen'er to read and write, and will also talk to herself at the wrench finger that she has always put by her side, anyway, it is a long time, and she has to find something to pass the time.
For this wrench, Xia Muyao often feels strange, she has never treasured anything, but she has always kept this wrench well, maybe subconsciously, she hopes to meet that domineering man again, and exchange his wrench for her jasper hairpin?
Hertz. Because she has been looking at the wrench for a long time, this word has taken root in her heart.
Zhao Yuanting is much more stable and low-key than before, except for coming to Youfuan every few days to visit Xia Muyao and sending her all kinds of supplies, he is drinking with a group of friends in the rivers and lakes, and for court affairs, in addition to doing his duty, he has no more trespassing.
is Zhao Yuanping, who is high-profile every day, and he is in the limelight for a while.
And so the days passed.
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Three years later. Xia Muyao is 16 years old, she has grown into a delicate woman, she is much taller than three years ago, her chest is swollen, her figure is exquisite, her eyes are as smart and black as cutting water, her lips are as pink and ruddy as cherry blossoms, she bows her head and smiles, revealing her white teeth, and she is like a human soul.
This kind of Xia Muyao is even more beautiful than Zhao Yuanting thought before.
In fact, as early as when Xia Muyao was 15 years old, he couldn't hold back his desire to have her, that day he stripped her of her clothes in the side room where Xia Muyao lived, and saw her naked, he kissed every part of her body, Xia Muyao kept biting her lip and enduring until he parted her slender and white legs and tried to enter, she resisted him desperately.
It was the first time she shed tears, the first time she showed weakness, begging him not to, she shrunk into a ball of fear, and her face turned pale...... Zhao Yuanting coaxed for a long time but couldn't make Xia Muyao cry calmly, he didn't give up his heart in the end, he only hugged her in his arms and comforted her softly not to cry.
"Peshuo, don't cry, I'll hurt you well." He said to her.