Chapter 3: In the quiet and elegant courtyard of the couple, under the tall and dense pear blossom trees, a half-closed and half-closed partition window was exposed. In front of the window, Bao Lingshuang was lowering her head and embroidering a dense round of flowers, with a newly tailed light blue robe in her hand, which had been sewn for most of the time. Looking at the clothes that were about to be completed, a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"Grandma San, please take a rest. I have been sitting all morning, and my arms should be hard. I will pinch you." Chanjuan reached out and took the work in Bao Lingshuang's hand and put it in the needlework frame beside her, then stood behind her and gently pinched her arms, smiling with her eyebrows and caring.

"There is a sewing room in the mansion. Why do you sew the third master's clothes inside and out? I will feel distressed when I know it. When I leave, I remind my servants to look at you." Baoyue couldn't help but complain.

Bao Lingshuang just smiled when she heard this, looked at the two girls, and said softly: "Your lady has no outstanding literary talent, no beautiful appearance, and no amazing skills. Some of them are just this kind of good needlework. I just want my husband to wear it comfortably. I feel satisfied when I watch him happy every day."

The two girls were silent. They knew that their girls felt that they were not worthy of the Third Master. They always wanted to take good care of their husbands so that they would not let the Third Master feel dissatisfied and disliked her. However, this man could not contain a few pieces of clothes, not to mention that the Third Master did not know which kind of Menglang person, nor the kind of person who showed his appearance.

"Three Grandma, I'm not a servant, I'm really a good person. My heart for you is clear. You don't have to belittle yourself. You don't have a look that will be overwhelming, but you are kind and kind. Third Master is not a stone. Otherwise, Third Master wouldn't have explained clearly last time that he wouldn't bring Yuque into the door. Third Master has you in his heart, and I'm afraid you will be sad." Chanjuan said in a low voice, while he was talking, he looked at the yard, for fear that someone would be bad when he listened to the corner.

Bao Lingshuang half closed her eyes and sighed, "How can I let the Third Master treat me like this? I will eventually be wronged by marrying me. He should have married someone better."

Bao Lingshuang knew in his heart that if Mrs. Hou had not interfered with it, Wu Zhen's wife would have been the daughter of the king. He understood the tricks of the ghosts and monsters in the back house, but he still married himself.

At that time, she was still worried that he was his legitimate mother and would he hate him for this? What should he do if he hated him? She was just an ordinary woman, so how could he not worry about it? But she didn't expect that he never wanted to take his anger on himself. Since entering this door, he has been gentle and kind to himself, and he has never said anything to him.

After getting married for so long, I always thought it was like dreaming.

"What's the best?" Wu Zhen stepped in and asked casually when he heard this.

Bao Lingshuang and the three masters and servants were stunned. Unexpectedly, Wu Zhen appeared as he spoke. Bao Lingshuang came back to her senses and hurriedly greeted her. She saw Wu Zhen covered in dust and kept asking someone to carry water in to serve him bathing. She also found clean and soft clothes to prepare. She took the time to instruct the girl to go to the kitchen to get food, but she was busy for a while.

Wu Zhen smiled and reached out to hold Bao Lingshuang, "Don't worry, you're not that tired. Haven't you told me what I just said, what's the best?"

Bao Lingshuang looked at her hand tightly held by Wu Zhen, and a hint of shyness appeared on her face. She wanted to break away. How good is it to be seen in the daytime? It’s so unconventional. Unexpectedly, she didn’t take it back. She looked up at Wu Zhen and had to say, “We women whisper, do you want to ask too?”

"Can't you say it?" Wu Zhen smiled and rushed for several days overnight. He was so tired all over. Seeing that the mama brought the water in, he said, "I'll go first, and then go back and talk to me in detail."

Bao Lingshuang hurriedly pushed the person in and then sent his clothes in. Then he breathed a sigh of relief. He turned around and met the two girls with smiles. He couldn't help but say, "We all blame you two slutty ghosts. Hurry up and see if you have any food. Take the wine that the third master likes to drink and ask the big kitchen to make some dishes that the third master likes to eat." He sighed at this point, "It would be great if we had a small kitchen in our own yard. How could we use this trouble?"

"No, but the big grandma and second grandma both use large kitchens, so it's hard to talk about the small kitchen. Those people want you to make some mistakes and bury you in front of Mrs. Hou." Chanjuan said casually, and then walked out and headed straight to the big kitchen.

When Wu Zhen came out, Bao Lingshuang had already put all the wine and food on it. As soon as he came in, he smelled the strong fragrance and stretched out the pores on his body. He looked up at his wife's home-cooked light yellow plain-patterned clothes, his hair was combed into a simple cloud-draped bun, and a silver hairpin was worn obliquely. The long cuffs were half-rolled up, revealing a small piece of snow-white wrist. He was holding a pair of silver chopsticks in his hand and was picking up food. The soft smile between his eyebrows and eyes made people feel particularly happy.

Wu Zhen walked over and sat opposite her, and said softly: "I'll do it myself, you can sit and rest."

"The third master who is bumpy all the way is probably exhausted. I should serve you." Ling Shuang smiled with a pursed lips, put the porridge in front of him, picked up vegetables, and poured wine. Because he often made these things, he was very skilled.

Wu Zhen did not refuse anymore. He was hungry and started eating.

Seeing that Wu Zhen's long hair was still stained with water, Ling Shuang stood up and took a towel and wiped his hair for him, but smiled and said, "It's only when the hair is gone without water. How can this be done with water? I'll wipe it slowly for you to not delay your meal."

Wu Zhen responded, swallowed a bite of the meal, and then said, "What's the matter at home these days I've left?"

Bao Lingshuang paused and then started to work again, saying slowly, "It's nothing big, it's just a few days for Mrs. Hou's birthday. You know I'm useless and can't help with the family's affairs. What can I do to tired me?" After saying this, he looked at Wu Zhen who was eating as usual, and then said again, "Mrs. Hou's birthday concubine is the future, but I just sent a gift. The Marquis came back and stayed for the next day to come back. There was another thing... The sister-in-law and sister-in-law said that there were too many things at home and asked me to help out the winter clothes. I was afraid that I would not be able to do it alone, so my sister-in-law reported to Mrs. Hou and asked Yuque, the girl in front of her, to come and help, and now she lives in Qiusiyuan."

Wu Zhen's hand paused, his face turned a little unwilling, and he said after a long time, "Don't let her go into the main house. When she finishes her work, she will send someone back."

Ling Shuang sighed relieved when she heard Wu Zhen's words, and then said, "It's all useless for me. If I can be more powerful, you won't have to worry about it."

After drying his hair, Ling Shuang took the comb and combed her hair finely, tied it into a bun on the top of her head, and used a boxwood hairpin.

Wu Zhen reached out and pulled Ling Shuang to sit beside him, looked up at her, "Don't say these words, you and I are husband and wife, you should live a beautiful life together for the rest of your life. I don't value those things. You are my wife, and you should be the one I should cherish."

Ling Shuang felt hot, her face turned red, leaned beside Wu Zhen, and sighed, "It's like a dream. How could a man like you, Third Master, look down on me? Before I got married, I was worried that maybe you wouldn't look at me for the rest of my life."

It was the first time when Wu Zhen heard Ling Shuang say such words, he couldn't help but chuckled, "What are you saying? I'm not a person who judges people by appearance. What's more, how many people in the world can compare with your master? If you choose appearance, I don't have to marry you."

Listening to Wu Zhen’s words, Ling Shuang scratched her face, “It’s not ashamed, no one is so narcissistic.”

Seeing Ling Shuang's children's behavior a little more naughty than before, I couldn't help but smile, "It's great for you to do this. What I want is not a wife, but a person who can accompany me for the rest of my life. A friend of mine once said that husband and wife are a lifelong support, not a springboard for mutual calculations and utilization. Ling Shuang, you don't have to be beautiful, not very smart, and you don't need to be full of scheming. We live a life, not a conspiracy."

"Well, I know." Ling Shuang's eyes were hot. "Your friend said it very well. I also thought that husband and wife were the support of each other for the rest of their lives. Your friend is really interesting. You can say this. Not everyone in this world thinks like this. There are so many things in it."

"You have heard of me, my friend. If you have the opportunity to meet you in the future, she is a very interesting person, the most rebellious and bold, but looking at her makes people feel very happy." Wu Zhen's smile became even stronger.

"Is your friend the Princess Jin whom I mentioned to my concubine before?" Ling Shuang asked tentatively. She was always a hindrance in her heart and couldn't explain clearly. There were too many rumors about Princess Jin, and she was really curious about her person. In addition... some rumors in the mansion were always vaguely uneasy.

Wu Zhen took a sip of wine, but did not hear the temptation in Ling Shuang's words. He just thought she was curious and nodded and said, "That's right, I went to Beijing and walked around Jinguan City this time. Lao Pingbei Hou almost died after being poisoned. It's really dangerous to say that, I took the doctor over to get some strength. If it weren't for official duties, it would be great to take you with me. The fifth sister is very hospitable, and you will definitely like her when you see her."

The fifth sister... What an intimate name.

"What kind of person is she? I'm used to hearing all kinds of rumors about her. I'm so curious." Ling Shuang poured a glass of wine for Wu Zhen and asked. She really wanted to know where Princess Jin was in her husband's heart.
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