Tan Zhaozhao cooed, avoided Zhang Jiuling, pushed him and said, "Go wash up, look at the sweat all over your body." ”

Zhang Jiuling frowned dissatisfied, raised his sleeve and sniffed it, and then rushed to the clean room.

Tan Zhaozhao continued to bite the pear and eat it, calming down.

Zhang Jiuling was so urgent that he even forgot to change his clothes.

After a while, Zhang Jiuling came out refreshed, Tan Zhaozhao ate a whole pear, stroked his stomach in the room, and walked back and forth to eliminate food.

Tan Zhaozhao asked, "Da Lang still needs to eat?" There is steamed pear soup. ”

Zhang Jiuling paused, glanced at Tan Zhaozhao, sat down cross-legged, and said with a smile: "Okay." ”

Tan Zhaozhao went to call Meidou to bring pear soup, Zhang Jiuling ate Xiang Siwen, but quickly ate all the pear soup.

Looks like I'm really hungry.

After walking around for a while, Tan Zhaozhao yawned slightly, "I'll go rest for a while." ”

Tan Zhaozhao turned around and went back to the bedroom for a lunch break, Zhang Jiuling rinsed his mouth with water, and followed behind her without hurry.

After pondering, Zhang Jiuling finally couldn't help but ask, "Zhao Zhao is angry?" ”

Tan Zhaozhao said with an ordinary face: "No, why am I angry?" ”

Zhang Jiuling was silent and said quietly: "I told A-Niang earlier that I don't have any dissatisfaction with your relatives. ”

"I see." Tan Zhaozhao waved his hand indifferently and said with a smile: "I'm not angry, don't think about it, Dalang." ”

Tan Zhaozhao is really not angry, satisfied or dissatisfied, they are already married. If you can't get by, you can still be separated from each other, and everyone will be happy.

After all, Zhang Jiuling's demeanor is unparalleled, and they are too beautiful during this time, Tan Zhaozhao will definitely cry and be sad.

But that's it, she will still set foot on the road to Chang'an.

Now that they are doing well, Tan Zhaozhao never bothers himself. During lunch, Zhang Jiuling barely touched the wooden chopsticks, she ate the rice cleanly, and even ate two pieces of mutton that were almost untouched.

Zhang Jiuling smiled reluctantly, but there was a burst of bitterness in his mouth.

Tan Zhaozhao is smart, she sees everything in her eyes, and even if he is hungry, she has already guessed it.

But she didn't care.

Removing the bun, Tan Zhaozhao went to the bed and lay down, put a brocade quilt on his waist, closed his eyes, and sighed comfortably: "Eat and drink enough, and sleep well, it is really a great joy in life." ”

Zhang Jiuling lay beside her, put down the bed, and isolated some of the outside skylight, only in the small space of the two of them, and it was not too dark.

"Zhaozhao." Zhang Jiuling held Tan Zhaozhao's hand and called softly.

"Hmm." Tan Zhaozhao seemed to be asleep, and answered vaguely.

"It's okay, go to sleep." Zhang Jiuling was already sleepy when he heard her voice, and he leaned over and kissed the corner of her eye.

But his hand took her, put it on his chest, and never let go.

I slept later than usual today, and Tan Zhaozhao soon fell asleep.

When she woke up, Zhang Jiuling turned her head sideways and stared deeply into her eyes.

Tan Zhaozhao withdrew his hand, stretched out his long waist, and asked with sleepiness: "Da Lang woke up so early?" ”

Zhang Jiuling couldn't fall asleep, so he kept looking at her sleeping face.

His parents and clansmen had ardent expectations for him, especially in family affairs, and in private, he also heard some regrets.

Regret is regret, Shaozhou Mansion is remote, as well as Lingnan Road, Guangzhou Mansion.

With his talent, he can find a high-ranking family in Guangzhou Mansion.

It is not uncommon for men who are talented, but suffer from low family status and have no way out, to enter the family of the powerful and seek a way out.

The law of the Tang Dynasty decrees that the son-in-law can stand on his own after three years.

Zhang Jiuling was very angry.

The gentleman made a promise, and he disdained it.

It's not that he is conceited, since he has already married a wife, it is impossible for him to repent and divorce and remarry, and climb the high branches to seek a future.

She is free and wanton, she is bright and vibrant, and she wants to go to Chang'an.

Zhang Jiuling was deeply disturbed.

They all admired his talent and felt sorry for him. But no one cares whether Tan Zhaozhao is satisfied with this family business.

Tan Zhaozhao got up and said, "The weather outside is good, just take out the silk silk to breathe." I'm going to prepare a pullover and take a few more to add makeup to the big lady. The silk can't be put away for a long time, so the eldest lady can use it to make ready-to-wear clothes and wear it, or take it to buy her favorite objects. Dalang, do you think this is appropriate? ”

Zhang Jiuling saw Tan Zhaozhao combing his hair, and discussed with him in a soft voice, and the afternoon sun passed through the yarn, casting patches of light and shadow on the ground.

The dullness in her heart gradually dissipated as she whispered, and she felt peaceful and peaceful.

"I'll prepare for the head, and Zhaozhao will take the silk." Zhang Jiuling leaned out and picked up the collapsed socks.

Tan Zhaozhao was about to reach out to take it, but Zhang Jiuling avoided it, reached out to lift her ankles, and put on Luo socks for her.

The delicate snow-white feet, painted with Kodan's bright red nails, snow and red contrast, like red plum petals falling in the snow.

Zhang Jiuling's eyes were dark, and he turned around and hugged her, overwhelming the world for a while, kissing her closely.

Tan Zhaozhao sighed, exclaimed that he was blocked back, and he couldn't even breathe.

The bed and futon were in a mess, Tan Zhaozhao's black hair was sprinkled on it, his lips were as red as Kodan, and his eyes were covered with a layer of water, rippling people's souls.

Zhang Jiuling hadn't eased his breath, and his chest was agitated again.

Tan Zhaozhao hurriedly raised her hand to cover her face, blocking him and her own heart.

Zhang Jiuling's robe is loose, lazy and handsome, which can make people drown.

In the past, Zhang Jiuling was always gentle and gentle, but this time it was like a storm.

"Zhaozhao." Zhang Jiuling grabbed her hand and whispered with a smile: "Don't hide." ”

Tan Zhaozhao hurriedly rolled out, and said in a panic: "Get up, get up, otherwise it's going to be dark outside!" ”

Luo Socks didn't know where she had gone for a long time, Tan Zhaozhao flipped through it all the time, and Zhang Jiuling could only let her go first and help her find it.

"The more you help, the more chaotic it gets." Tan Zhaozhao muttered, quickly snatched it, and put it on his feet.

Zhang Jiuling looked at Tan Zhaozhao's figure rushing towards the clean room, and said helplessly: "Don't run so fast, beware of falling." ”

Tan Zhaozhao ignored him, looked at her blushing face in the bronze mirror when he was washing, raised his hand to caress it, and his palm was still warm.

"No wonder the king doesn't want to be in the early dynasty, who can stop the beauty at the moment, and almost lost his armor."

Tan Zhaozhao sneered and used cold water to wash instead. After getting dressed, I finally regained my composure.

Zhang Jiuling had already dressed up and returned to his square appearance. He looked at her with a smile and said with interest: "Zhaozhao, I'll comb your bun for you." ”

Tan Zhaozhao remembered that he trimmed the tail of her hair, and it was not easy for her to grow back, but don't be combed bald by him.

Tan Zhaozhao immediately pushed his hair behind him vigilantly, and said, "No, no, it's not early, don't delay your efforts." ”

Zhang Jiuling saw that Tan Zhaozhao was full of resistance, and a faint sense of loss floated in his heart, so he could only enter the house by Meidou and help Tan Zhaozhao comb his hair in a bun.

Tan Zhaozhao's dowry was rich, and the cage where the silk was put was stuffed so full that he couldn't even stuff his fingers into it.

When the cage was opened, a stream of mothballs with a slight musty smell spread. The silk is delicate and delicate, and it is easy to fade in the sun, so Tan Zhaozhao simply took it all out and put it under the cool eaves of the verandah to diffuse the smell.

Zhang Jiuling helped her sort out the silk, and saw her gently caressing each silk with both hands, and there were words in her mouth, and she couldn't help but listen attentively.

"It's all money, money!"

Zhang Jiuling couldn't help laughing, and said seriously: "Zhaozhao is really rich. ”

Tan Zhaozhao didn't raise his head and said: "That is, Qian Fang is the foundation of life." ”

Zhang Jiuling was slightly flustered, and seemed to ask casually: "What about me?" ”

Tan Zhaozhao looked up at him and said with a smile: "Da Lang is Da Lang." ”

Zhang Jiuling stared at Tan Zhaozhao for a moment, and said, "Zhaozhao, I told you before, I told A-Niang that I have never regretted my relationship with you. ”

Tan Zhaozhao blinked and didn't make a sound for a while.

Zhang Jiuling's throat moved, and after a while, he said worriedly: "Zhaozhao, do you regret your relationship with me?" ”