Chapter 44: Cutting off the root of right and wrong with one sword
Zhao Yan went straight to Wanchen Courtyard.
Wanchen Courtyard is the best courtyard of Huai'an Hou Mansion, and it is also the residence of her mother when she was alive.
After her mother was gone, Jiang Qingrou moved over.
With Zhou Yu's help, she wanted to come back to this courtyard.
Now, she is not in the Huai'an Hou Mansion, this courtyard is locked, she has left someone to guard here, except for her, no one in the Huai'an Hou Mansion is allowed to enter.
The maidservants knew that she was coming back to live today, and the courtyard was lit up early, and it was shining everywhere.
Zhao Yan walked around the courtyard and thought about the situation back then.
At that time, she was so young that many memories were blurred, but she also vaguely remembered some of her mother's past.
"Girl, what do you do with all this jewelry?" Leaf asked, holding the jewelry taken off Zhao Ruxiu's head.
"Let's leave it there for now." Zhao Yan didn't care much about this.
She entered the room and sat down at the table, "Fetch some tea utensils." β
It's still early, I'm afraid it will take a while for Zhou Yu to come, so it's better to order some tea first.
Although her skills are not good, she really loves to order tea, and she ordered two in a row, but she never tasted it herself.
Without it, the craftsmanship is really not good, and you will lose your appetite for food at a glance.
"Girl, do you still order?" When she was sitting on the small pestle and eating tea, she saw that she was grinding tea cakes again, so she couldn't help but stand up and stretch her neck to look.
"Didn't you say it was delicious?" Zhao Yan glanced at her with a smile.
"Delicious is delicious." I touched my stomach at the time: "However, the slave's belly is only so big." β
"If you can't eat it, you won't eat it, but if you pour it, you just pour it." Zhao Yan stared at the movements in her hands.
"What a shame that is." I can't help it.
Zhao Yan focused on the movements in her hands and stopped talking.
The three of them gathered at the table to watch.
The third cup of tea came out, and Zhao Yan took a careful look at the candle flame and shook her head.
The hanging lamp is not as good as the first two, and it seems that she really has no talent at all when she orders tea.
The door opened, and Zhou Yu walked in slowly.
When the three of them saw him coming, they all bowed their heads and retreated.
Zhao Yan put down the teacup, her apricot eyes bent into a little smile, and the water shone: "Today, I actually entered through the main gate, but it's strange." β
Zhou Yu sat down beside her, picked up the teacup and put it under the tip of her nose and sniffed.
"I didn't order well." Zhao Yan smiled and wanted to get out of the way: "You have to eat yourself." β
Zhou Yu grabbed her, lifted the teacup and took a sip, without making a move for a while.
"If you can't eat it, you throw it up." Zhao Yan held her cheek with one hand and looked at him sideways with a smile.
Zhou Yu swallowed the tea, and then said slowly: "Next time, don't pour water directly into the center of the tea cup, go down along the edge of the teapot, and pour water while hitting the thread."
It's easier to hang up. β
"Well, the master who ordered tea before also taught me this, but I can't do it with both hands." Zhao Yan compared the painting to him.
Zhou Yu put down the teacup: "I'll find you a master another day." β
"No, you don't." Zhao Yan smiled and shook her head: "I am stupid and talented, just to have fun." β
"You like to go to school." Zhou Yu's tone was light.
"I like so many things." Zhao Yan's slender arm rested on his shoulder, and said with a smile: "I still like to read, can you send me to the academy?" β
"If you really want to go, you can't do it." Zhou Yu paused.
Zhao Yan laughed: "Don't tease me." β
"Are they embarrassing you again?" Zhou Yu asked her.
"Hmm." Zhao Yan's soft white fingertips fell on his earlobe, and pinched it gently: "How do you know?" β
"I passed by and heard some." Zhou Yu explained.
Zhao Yan chuckled and said, "Your fiancΓ©e is angry with me, are you distressed?" β
Zhou Yu shook his head slowly.
Zhao Yan said again: "My father asked me to find you, and I want to return those two thin horses, are you willing to give them back to me?" β
As she spoke, her fingertips curling around his earlobes.
Zhou Yu's body tensed a little, and the tips of his ears on both sides were red and almost dripping blood, but he still sat motionless, and his voice was faintly hoarse: "It's all up to you." β
"I don't think you're reluctant." Zhao Yan looked at him blushing, her fingertips slowly slid down, turned to his Adam's apple, and laughed coquettishly: "That thin horse with a round face, there are furrows in the chest, I'm afraid that you won't be able to pierce it to the end, can you give it up?" β
Zhou Yu held her hand, looked ahead, did not squint, and concealed restraint in his eyes: "I have been in the backyard since I brought it back, I have never seen it." β
Zhao Yan raised her wet eyes to look at him.
The person who used to be a little bit in the past, now he is obviously emotional, but he is so restrained, something is wrong.
She leaned closer, her two slender arms hooked Zhou Yu's neck, and she bit Zhou Yu's Adam's apple with her head on the side.
"I have something to discuss with you......" Zhou Yu snorted halfway through his words, and his hands subconsciously took her tightly into his arms.
"That's right......" Zhao Yan's subordinates used force, hooked him to lower his head, and kissed him on the lips.
Zhou Yu couldn't restrain herself anymore, and his big palm was on the back of her head, deep and meticulous, lingering.
Zhao Yan's delicate and soft palm stroked his neck, and her fingertips hooked his collar.
Zhou Yu's kiss gradually descended, landing on her neck and collarbone......
Zhao Yan's eyes were dilated, and she snorted softly in her throat, and whispered in a blur: "Hold me, go...... Go to bed......"
The word "on the bed" was like a hammer, which instantly brought back Zhou Yu's reason.
He stopped kissing, buried his face in Zhao Yan's neck, restrained his breath and whispered: "Not today." β
He remembers that day she said, "A man like me can't even deserve a bed......
"What's wrong?" Zhao Yan was at a loss.
Zhou Yu hugged her tightly and did not speak.
"You're here for Aoi-sui?" Zhao Yan asked with a smile.
Zhou Yu paused, and the two hugged each other and laughed.
"I won't touch you anymore." He spoke softly.
Zhao Yan put her hands on his neck and smiled: "What? Planning to cut off the root of right and wrong with one sword? β
Zhou Yu laughed for a while before saying, "You are not in good health, I will ask the imperial doctor to recuperate for you."
During this period, you will not be able to have intercourse. β
There was a hint of caution in his tone.
"No need." Zhao Yan gently pushed him, and there was a slight coldness in her words: "Zhou Yu, we agreed not to interfere with each other, you don't have to care about me so much." β
Between her and Zhou Yu, there is only a transaction, and she doesn't want to be involved in anything else.
Zhou Yu's finger joints turned white, and he said in an indifferent tone: "I'm not interfering with you, I'm conditioning your body, but I just think that your kuishui has been here for too long and it's not convenient."
Don't think about it. β
"That's why." Zhao Yan's tone softened a little, and she didn't have the previous intention of resistance: "Then during this period, what will I exchange things with you?" β
Zhou Yu's hand quietly let go, and his tone was cold: "As long as you and I don't separate, you can mention anything you need to me, and it doesn't matter whether we have the same room or not, and you don't need to pay money."
Just stay with me. β
Zhao Yan was silent for a moment, and said vigilantly: "There is no such cheap thing in the world, what is the purpose of the little prince, you might as well say it clearly?" β
Zhou Yu let go of her, sat up straight, and calmly looked at her neckline: "You can treat your body conditioning and taking decoction every day as my requirements for you."
In exchange for what you want. β
After sitting up for a moment, he returned to his usual dignity and solemnity, and his words were as neat and indifferent as cutting gold and jade.
Zhao Yan looked at him for a moment and chuckled: "Okay, since you insist on this, I can't do it."
However, I can say the ugly things first, you brought it up yourself, and don't rely on me to regret it in the future. β
"Don't worry." Zhou Yu raised her hand to remove her hairpin.
The raven-blue hair spread out like silk, reflecting the bright light of the candle flame and shining into Zhou Yu's eyes.
His eyes instantly lit up with a stunning light.
"Then I can make a request now?" Zhao Yan turned her head to look at him.
Zhou Yuda grasped her soft hair and rubbed it in the palm of his hand: "Hmm." β