The dowry girl of Zhou Zui Niang has a nice name called Lianxiang; while Zui Niang doesn't even have a name, her surname is Zhou and she is the second child. However, having a nice name is of no use and cannot change the fact that Zui Niang is a young lady and Lianxiang is a maid. Lianxiang and many girls were bought into the Zhou family at a very young age. She was destined to have a life path since she was a child. She first worked as a maid, and then married as a concubine. After she entered Zhang Ning's house, she began to help Zhou Niang get to know her husband. daily life and other trivial matters.
Er Niang found out from the slaves in the garden that the person who took care of her husband's daily life was Xu Wenjun, the daughter of "Master Xu", so she sent someone to find Wenjun and asked her some trivial matters, such as how to store Zhang Ning's important belongings and what she usually did. Shime habits, wearing Shime clothes, how often to bathe, etc... She is serious and working hard to integrate into the new life and this family." "Please search Piao Tian Literature, the novel will be better and updated faster!
Wenjun answered fluently, and was as familiar with Zhang Ning's bedroom as Ziji's boudoir, knowing where all the gadgets were placed. This made Zhou Niang a little unhappy, and she couldn't help but think about whether this girl had been in this bedroom with her legal husband before. I did shime in lingering...
However, Tuesday's mother was very clever. She did not show her emotions unscrupulously and make sarcastic comments or even yell at Xu Wenjun. On the contrary, she was very cautious and curious: Since this Wenjun is the daughter of Mr. Xu, why does he act like a maid? Yiyàng goes in and out of a man’s room?
She planned to find out Qingchu's situation first before making any calculations. It was not suitable to act rashly at the moment. It was not convenient, but she could ask her natal family's slaves to help her investigate. Although she was married into the Zhu family, her natal family would still help. She has established herself in her husband's family.
...Zhang Ning came home after dark. His wife asked him if he was hungry. He was a little tired and said that he had eaten at the government office. He came back so late on the first day after the wedding and asked his mother to wait for her, but she remembered Yao Ji in the morning. If so, he thought he didn't have the same rongyi, so he forgot about the suffering of waiting and turned to asking for help.
Zhang Ning spent the whole day in the official office asking about all the big and small matters of the past few days. He would not handle most of the matters personally, but he had to have an idea. His idea was simple: to do anything well, the necessary conditions are Soak the shijiān on it.
Until he returned home, his mind had not completely separated from official matters, and he was still thinking about one of the things: Zhu Heng sent someone to deliver a letter, and I don't know what it meant. There was nothing important in the letter, but it probably meant something. You're all right. This old boy sent someone all the way from Nanjing to deliver a message. It's quite interesting to talk nonsense. Who is Zhu Heng? He is the Minister of War, an important minister under the King of Han; by the way, that little girl next to Zhang Xiaomei , used to be from Zhu Heng’s house.
After Zhou Yi's mother brought tea in person, Zhang Ning gradually came back to his senses and said apologetically: "Something delayed me and I got back late. You and my mother are together today, so you can get along well..."
"My mother-in-law is very nice and knowledgeable. She taught me a lot of things, just like my mother. My younger sister is also very affectionate and wants to watch me write. But I have other things to do today, so I put it off until I have free time. Go find her." Zhou Niang said softly.
Zhang Ning listened attentively, and then glanced at the tea that pángbiān had brought with her own hands. She couldn't help but think of the indifference of Tuesday's mother when she first met her, and even deliberately staged a farce to show resistance; but now, she not only succumbed to the ziji
, and began to please these strangers from her husband's family. Is this what she wanted? She felt very wronged?
He comforted her with kind words: "Don't be too hasty. Take your time. Even if you don't get things done, everyone will understand you."
Maybe he was a little tired after coming back at night, but his voice seemed very low, but very gentle. But Zhou Niang liked such whispers very much, and she fell into a warm and affectionate cloud, and the voice in her ears made her very comfortable. And
The remaining red candles from last night, the ambiguous and gentle firelight, were like the deep affection in the eyes of this man Pángbiān; when she thought that Zhang Ning belonged to her, she felt indescribable joy.
She remembered what Yao Ji said again. She could imagine how difficult it was to raise an army. Just like the deeds she had heard before: in the battle of Shimen County, more than a hundred people destroyed the city in one day; in the battle of Gaodu, more than a thousand soldiers fought against nearly ten thousand soldiers.
people; the Battle of Lizhou, in which 300 standing soldiers and a thousand untrained peasants fought against more than 3,000 regular government soldiers (defeated); and the capture of Changde Mansion... Tuesday's mother was curious about how such a gentle man could endure so many things.
Difficult, his heart must be very tough.
Yet he could still comfort Ziji so gently, just like an elder brother. In fact, Zhou Niang felt that Ziji was very relaxed compared to Zhang Ning's difficulties.
She recalled the wine she drank from the same gourd in the ancestral hall yesterday. It was a very bitter wine meant to share joys and sorrows. But now that she thought about it, hǎoxiàng wine still had a sweet aftertaste.
She likes the way Zhang Ning looks at her now. It is focused and affectionate, quiet and profound, without too many artificial words, making her body soft. Zhou Niang's little hand gently placed on Zhang Ning's.
On the back of the hand.
"Let Er Niang serve your husband and go to bed early." She whispered shyly. Only one sentence can express her feelings without any extraneous words.
Zhang Ning moved his fingers, feeling a little "flattered", compared to her before. He fell in love with Ziji's wife more and more over time. Maybe Nalan's saying that life is just like the first meeting has some truth.
, the gǎnjiào we just got along with is indeed sweet.
He thought for a moment and said, "That's fine. I'll take a shower and change clothes first. For that matter, let's rest for two days and it won't hurt anymore."
After hearing this, Mother Zhou's face turned red and she thought to herself that he is such a considerate person... It does still hurt there. It's not just a broken guānxi, it's mainly the inner wall that was scratched by a foreign object for the first time. One day
The shijiān has not healed yet.
But she also thought, men can be very lecherous, and my father, an upright man like me, even kept several concubines... If I don't occupy him, Miss Gu, Fairy, Wenjun and the like will take advantage of it.
She then leaned over gently, deliberately placing her soft breasts against Zhang Ning's arm, breathed into his ear and whispered Rulan: "My husband loves me dearly. It didn't hurt me much last night, and it won't hurt me again tonight."
Try..."
Zhang Ning was so aroused that he stared at her red lips and swallowed a mouthful of saliva. He made a "gulu" sound in the quiet room, and couldn't help but peek at the tender and smooth skin between her collars.
Finally, he reached out his hand to her breast and pressed it gently. The warm and soft breast made his scalp tingle. Tuesday's mother hummed "Hmm" and whispered: "You will be very gentle, right?"
"The night is still long, why should we be in a hurry? I promise to come carefully." But his hand reached out from the hem of her clothes impatiently.