265 He Jixiang consummated the house 1 and delivered at 3:00 p.m.
"It's ma'am."
As soon as Lixiang went out, she saw Pingting's exquisite figure and entered the room with the help of the maid. Her face was a little unattractive and she was obviously a lot thinner.
As soon as He Jixiang entered the room, he stretched out his hand to send the maid out, then closed the door and threw himself into Mrs. Dong's arms with tears in his eyes.
Mrs. Dong was shocked. Could it be that she was really wronged?
"What's wrong with this?"
"Mother!" A mother's cry, a cry, tears falling like pearls, which made Mrs. Dong feel heartbroken.
"Don't cry now. What's going on? My mother-in-law asked me carefully. When you cry, my mother's heart will be broken by crying."
"Mom, I don't live anymore."
"You are so good, what are you saying stupid things? You are going to live or die, what is going on? Just tell me."
He Jixiang cried and cried again, and finally stopped crying, but he was still in tears, looking pitiful: "He is too high to touch me."
"What!"
"Since the wedding, he has been sleeping in the study every night under the pretext of being busy with official duties. Mom, he doesn't like me."
"Is there such a thing that he refuses to sleep with you?"
"Yes, he even, even..."
"Even what?" Dong asked.
He Jixiang's face was red, and he was a little embarrassed to speak, but he still lowered his voice, leaned close to Mr. Dong's ear, and whispered a few words. Mr. Dong's old face instantly became shocked and embarrassed, with an expression of astonishment.
"You mean, he would rather solve it himself than touch you."
"Yes, mother, so my daughter is dead? Being a living widow is worse than death."
He Jixiang cried again after saying this.
When Mrs. Dong was busy, she held her in her arms with distress, her thoughts racing.
I think back then, when her husband was killed in battle, she married into Feng Mansion, but she also lived as a living widow for four or five years. Fengcheng never touched her. Every time she treated her politely, she treated her like a guest, but she couldn't do the courtesy of Zhou Gong.
Do not accept the joy of husband and wife.
At that time, she was in her twenties, and she was unbearably empty. At that age, she was like a wolf and a tiger. Her body was empty day and night, and she could only cry in silence. Until Han Huiru passed away, she took care of Fengcheng and was close to Fengcheng every day.
, and added a love potion to the incense burner in the room, and finally got what she wanted. She went through thick and thin with Maple City and became a real woman for once.
She had endured it for more than four years and was exhausted physically and mentally. Now Jixiang is a newlywed. Although her reputation is stained, her body is innocent. How could she let her daughter stay in a solitary house for so many years and suffer physical and mental injuries like her?
It was a double torture in my heart.
She patted He Jixiang's back gently, comforting her, and rolled her eyes, having an idea.
*
In the Yin Mansion, when He Jixiang came back, it was already dark. When he entered the room, there were food and wine on the table. He didn’t know how long they had been there. The heat was gone. Sitting beside the table was a Junya.
A gentle man in his thirties, wearing a navy blue robe, with a jade-like complexion and a warm smile.
It was He Jixiang's husband, Yin Tiangao. Except for the matter of having sex with her, he always put things off. At other times, he was very good to her. He always picked up the best for food and drink.
On the first day she got married, she
Giving her the keys to the accounting room and the warehouse was equivalent to acknowledging her status as the mistress of the family. Soon after, he gave her many precious gold and silver jewelry, went boating with her on the lake, and went around to see things. He was considerate and considerate.
Gentle as water.
Logically speaking, since he dislikes her being dirty and doesn't want to touch her, there is no need to be so nice to her. Anyway, she is just a foster lady, not even a concubine. His status is not low, and he is a candidate for the future prime minister.
He didn't have to be so warm and enthusiastic towards her because of his father's relationship, but he just tried his best to be nice to her.
Such good things made He Jixiang sad even more. If he said he liked her, why didn't he touch him?
His eyes were slightly moist, but he gently pinched his purse with his right hand. Finally, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he said softly: "Tiangao, why haven't you eaten yet?"
"I'm waiting for you." He stood up, stepped forward and took her hand to sit down.
In the past few days, the most intimate action between them was nothing more than holding hands.
Feeling the warm breath in his generous hand, He Jixiang couldn't help but feel uneasy, but he restrained himself well and didn't show it on his face.
"The dishes are cold, you fool, I must have eaten at my mother's house and then came back! Lanxiang, Lanxiang..."
"It's Miss!"
"You tell the kitchen to make some hot food and then pull these off."
"Hey, no need. Since you've already eaten, I'll just take a few bites cold." Although Yin Tiangao was generous to He Jixiang, he was a thrifty and simple person.
He Jixiang said angrily: "If I can't eat it anymore, you can have cold food. Be careful of hurting your stomach. Lan Xiang, go get some food."
"Yes, miss."
"Haha, Jixiang, thank you."
"Fool, we are husband and wife, what can we be grateful for?" There was a sudden warmth in the room. He Jixiang reached out and took Yin Tiangao's hand. Yin Tiangao's body trembled, his throat rolled, and his eyes were a little wandering.
"The sky is high, tonight, can you..."
"I'm very busy tonight. The emperor's draft is coming soon. All departments and ministries have to prepare. Even the clan's mansion has a lot of related documents waiting for me to deal with. In the evening, I may have to stay in the study again."
He Jixiang's eyes were filled with sadness, but he expressed sympathy and understanding, saying gently: "You are always so busy and do your best for the country. Okay, I will sleep alone at night, but you have to remember that
Don’t tire yourself out.”
Yin Tiangao nodded and agreed with a smile.
After dinner, Yin Tiangao went to the study, but He Jixiang walked to the incense burner, took out some red powder given to her by Dong from her purse, threw it into the incense burner, and then personally delivered it to Yin Tiangao's study, saying that it was
It contains sandalwood pills, which can calm people's minds and allow Yin Tiangao to concentrate on political affairs.
Yin Tiangao was very grateful.
He Jixiang is full of expectations.
Lying in bed at night, tossing and turning, she was waiting, waiting for Yin Tiangao to be aroused by the red powder and come into the room to ask for her.
Today, because she couldn't bear the grievance, she went back to her house to complain to Mr. Dong.