Chen An was so excited that Mu Jingzhou in the room raised his eyes to look at her, his fingers slightly grazing the blade, and there was a hint of teasing in his eyes.
She hurried into the house, closed the door, put her hands behind her back, pressed the door, and calmed her mind: "Leave it outside, I'll bring it in later."
If Mu Jingzhou is found in her room...
She didn't dare to think about it, she was just sweating coldly.
The maid hesitated slightly: "But Grandma Yaozhi is afraid that you missed some details, so I asked my servant to convey it to Grandma."
Chen Anhao pretended to be angry: "Now that she has moved into the house, my grandpa and mother-in-law cannot treat me well, how can you, a maid, treat me like this?"
"I don't dare, slave."
The maid said a few words in panic, then listened to Chen Anhao's words, placed the tray of wedding clothes on the stone table outside and inside, and left.
Chen Anhao turned around and looked out through the crack in the door. He was relieved when he saw that the maid was gone.
But the next moment, a cold big hand was holding the back of her neck, and her whole body froze.
Mu Jingzhou was almost pressed against her back, the scimitar was put into the scabbard and inserted into the belt.
His breath fell on her ear, it was too crisp, and it penetrated her nose with a hint of the agarwood that she had been pickled in Chitose Mansion.
What's terrible is that she actually has a faint liking for this agarwood.
Chen Anhao suddenly felt terrified.
Mu Jingzhou had already kissed her on the ear without saying a word, so Chen An had already known the purpose of his coming to her room.
He had the means and there was no need to discuss it with her.
Chen Anhao only lived in peace for more than a month. She only thought that after Mu Jingzhou came back, he would no longer remember her. It happened that Zhou Jingchuan didn't like her on Yaozhi. If she didn't get along with Zhou Jingchuan, she could guard Cheng Yanghou.
The eldest lady of the house lived in vain until she died of old age.
She had no children and lived alone all her life, and she accepted it.
"Chitose-sama."
When Mu Jingzhou moved his hand to her belt, Chen Anhao hurriedly held his hand down.
He didn't stop his hand and just let her hold it: "You want me to ask Zhou Jingchuan and the others to come and take a look?"
Chen Anhao bit her lip, feeling very embarrassed and angry: "If Chitose-sama wants to find someone to do that, there are beautiful streets and willow alleys in Beijing. I am obviously a good woman."
Speaking of the rest, Chen Anhao's tears were rolling again, and his eyes were red.
It was clear that she could be the grandma of the Chengyang Marquis Mansion openly, so why did she let others bully her to such an extent that she allowed Zhou Jingchuan to bring a woman from outside to be his equal wife? She couldn't complain.
Mu Jingzhou is just a bad gelding!
"How can they compare... The grandma of Chengyang Marquis Mansion is so soft and clean, so unforgettable." Mu Jingzhou had already picked her up by the waist, and she hurriedly covered her mouth after she exclaimed, with tears in the corners of her eyes, but she didn't dare to
Make a sound.
Mu Jingzhou liked her very much. After putting her on the bed, he took off her clothes and started doing the couple's thing.
In a state of forgetfulness, Chen Anhao touched his scimitar, gritted his teeth and grunted, holding the handle of the knife and stabbing him in the heart with all his strength.
Bad things deserve to die.
But she stabbed him hard in the heart. Mu Jingzhou only glanced at her for a moment, then caught her wrist and held her down with a little force.
"Ah!" The bones of her wrist fell off with a "click", and no matter how hard she used her hand, she still felt excruciating pain.
Chen Anhao's face turned pale.
Mu Jingzhou put the scimitar aside, picked her up, and sat in front of him. The clothes that had not been completely taken off were hung on her arms, only the lotus bellyband underneath was exposed.
He watched her ears turn red, and saw that she was bursting into tears due to the pain of her dislocated wrist. She was so painful that she could only sob softly, and she looked at him bitterly.
Mu Jingzhou bit her on the shoulder. He didn't hesitate to bite her on the shoulder, but he still left a deep tooth mark.
Revealing ambiguity and absurdity.
He supported her slender waist: "If I don't go to Jiangnan for more than a month, you have the idea of killing me, huh?"