Late at night, the Qi family left in a daze with a carriage full of gifts, feeling a little unreal.

When Qi Lin recognized his godfather and godmother, he had no utilitarian motives, but did it for the grace of saving his life. Now that he learned the identities of Xie Zhao and Jiang Yuzhu, he was surprised, surprised, and couldn't believe it.

"Dalinzi, look."

When they got on the carriage, Qi Ju opened the two purses that Jiang Yuzhu gave to Daniu Hehua.

At that time, Qi Ju felt that her parents were too wasteful because it felt like a gold or silver ingot. She was even more shocked when she opened it.

The purse contained not only a pair of gold and silver ingots priced at the price of peanuts, but also silver notes worth one hundred taels each.

"Godfather and Godmother are so generous. We are blessed with such a favor. How can we be so grateful?"

Qi Ju held the purse, feeling heavy in her heart. She knew she could never repay this kindness in her lifetime.

Qi Lin didn't care about this. At that time, he had earned a lot of money from the shopkeeper Liu in the tunnel by robbing his godfather and godmother.

"Even though we're godparents, this is a token of our elders' love for us. Take it. If you don't, it will only make us feel distant."

Qi Lin understood clearly that although they were involved in this relationship, they still had to live their own lives.

Not only that, you must be more cautious than before and never cause trouble for your godfather or godmother.

Qi Ju nodded seriously and said quietly after a long while, "Dalinzi, we must have done a lot of good things in our past lives!"

Because of this relationship, smoke is rising from the Qi family’s ancestral tomb.

…

The wind started to blow at night, and small snowflakes were floating sporadically.

Xie Zhao was wearing an official uniform and was sitting outside drinking tea. He seemed to be unconcerned, but in fact he was listening carefully to the sound of water.

The splashing sound of water stopped abruptly, followed by a rustling sound.

Xie Zhao swallowed, his eyes dark.

"Yuanhe, you want to go to court in the middle of the night?"

Jiang Yuzhu came out of the bathroom, leaning barefoot on a rosewood chair, with her long black hair loose. In the candlelight, her skin looked even more delicate and charming.

She smiled as she looked at Xie Zhao's clothes, then curled her lips and said, "Is this the clothing you brought from the capital and have been hiding?"

The position of Jingzhao Yin had already been replaced, but Xie Zhao secretly kept an official uniform.

“Yuzhu, didn’t you say you like wearing official uniforms for your husband?”

Xie Zhao stood up and approached Jiang Yuzhu, with a very familiar mint scent emanating from his body.

The couple got closer and closer, and the outline of Xie Zhao's cheek was right in front of her eyes. His breath was warm and seemed to be aggressive, penetrating into every pore of her body.

"you……"

Jiang Yuzhu was startled. Her hair, still dripping with water, fell into Xie Zhao's neck and slid down.

It was so cold that it made Xie Zhao angry.

"No, during the day you and I just..."

Jiang Yuzhu covered her chest and subconsciously refused.

Xie Zhao's palm was burning hot, and the thin calluses brought a rough feeling, causing Jiang Yuzhu to tremble uncontrollably. She gasped unconsciously and her body stiffened.

"Madam, didn't you say that your husband is smart? Don't you want a child who is even better than you?"

Xie Zhao raised the corners of his lips and coaxed softly.

Children?

"We not only have godsons and goddaughters, but also grandchildren!"

Jiang Yuzhu's steps became weak, her expression gradually became vague, and she answered Xie Zhao's question almost instinctively.

Xie Zhao sneered and said, "How can a child born halfway compare to a biological child?"

"My husband is older in the clan. When we have children, they will be born as the elder. People of a certain age will greet them and address them as elders."

Everything Xie Zhao has will be passed on to his children.

There were already water marks all over Jiang Yuzhu's lips, which were spreading down to her collarbone. Her consciousness became increasingly confused, but her remaining rationality reminded her to stay calm.

Why does she always follow Xie Zhao's lead? She wants to be the queen!

Thinking of this, Jiang Yuzhu bit Xie Zhao's arm, and then the two of them almost rolled behind the bed curtain.

The red candles flickered, and the light and shadow were clearly imprinted on the wall.

Jiang Yuzhu slept until noon. She lifted her heavy arm and saw the red mark on it, which immediately reminded her of last night.

"Xie Zhao, you did a great job!"

Women's physical strength is not as good as men's. Jiang Yuzhu collapsed after a short time and was dominated by Xie Zhao throughout the whole process.

All she did was add fuel to the fire. She was overestimating her own abilities.

At the door, several maids came in carrying basins of water. Seeing the mess in the inner room, they smiled knowingly and winked at each other.

"Madam, you have a beautiful face like a peach blossom."

Hongli's praise came from the heart. It seemed that their sex life was harmonious, and it was like rain and dew watering his wife.

Although the master doesn't come home often, he is still of some use.

Jiang Yuzhu was helped off the bed and tapped Hongli's forehead, saying, "You're the only one who talks sweetly!"

At the beginning, Jiang Yuzhu was shy and would hide away to wash herself.

After it happened so many times, both she and the maids became accustomed to it.

It’s the twenty-ninth day of the twelfth lunar month, and tomorrow is New Year’s Eve.

After dinner, Jiang Yuzhu went into the warehouse and took inventory of the ingredients with Lanhua and discussed the dishes to be prepared for the New Year.

In addition to more than a dozen main dishes, Jiang Yuzhu specially added braised duck to go with the wine.

Sensing some movement behind her, Jiang Yuzhu turned around and saw Shen Zhilan and Mo Yan huddled together, looking around.

Jiang Yuzhu saw through their thoughts and said sympathetically, "Yuanhe is not at home. He just left."

Shen Zhilan and Mo Yan paused in tacit understanding, and even their breathing became more relaxed.

"Very good!"

Before coming, Shen Zhilan heard the news that Xie Zhao went to the camp in the north of the city, so she dared to go out.

After becoming pregnant, Shen Zhilan became very dependent on her cousin Jiang Yuzhu. She didn't even have to think that her cousin Xie Zhao must dislike her.

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