Chapter 23023 Don’t you know my size?
Wenzhaitang
Old Lady Xie hugged a beautiful woman in her thirties and cried breathlessly.
The beautiful woman's brows were furrowed, her face bearing a striking resemblance to Old Lady Xie. Buried in Old Lady Xie's arms, she too sobbed silently. Beside her stood a delicate, innocent girl, wringing her fingers helplessly.
The Second Madam stepped forward and comforted her, "Old Madam, this is a good thing. Don't be sad any longer, you'll hurt yourself by crying."
Zhao quickly stopped talking, raised her hand and slapped herself twice in the face, choking with sobs, "Second Madam is right. It's all my fault that my arrival has caused my aunt to be upset."
"Good boy, what are you doing?" Old Lady Xie wiped her tears and hugged the boy again.
The maid handed her a wet towel, and Madam Xie applied it to her eyes. Then, with a low sigh, she asked, "It's so hard to come to Chang'an, but why are you the only one here with your daughter? My dear, where's your mother? It's been so long since we last saw each other, it feels like a lifetime ago."
"Mother...Mother she..." Zhao avoided the gaze and was unable to continue.
Old Lady Xie snorted and said, "Is it possible that she's not living well after marriage and is afraid I'll criticize her, or is it because she's too shy to come see her elder sister?"
"She's just stubborn. How could sisters hold grudges overnight? She's just so cruel. For all these years, not to mention anything else, even after her parents passed away, she didn't come to Chang'an to visit them once."
Old Lady Xie spoke to herself, feeling both pity and resentment towards her sister.
"To answer my great aunt, I...my grandmother passed away a few years ago." Zhao Yaoyao said in a low voice.
"You...what did you say?" Old Madam Xie's eyes turned black and she seemed to be about to faint.
The maid helped her to calm down for a moment. She clutched Zhao's hand tightly, her heart aching. She asked, "Yaoyao, is what Yaoyao said true? Did your mother really pass away? Is your father not treating her well?"
Old Madam Xie closed her eyes, tears streaming down her face.
She knew that the merchant was not a reliable person, but she refused to listen and insisted on eloping with him.
Zhao thought of her deceased mother, her eyes reddening as she said, "My mother... passed away when I was young. She died during childbirth, and my brother didn't survive."
In her memory, her parents were loving and although her family was not rich, they owned several shops and had no worries about food and clothing.
After my mother passed away, my father was sad for several years, and then he took a second wife at the urging of my grandmother. After they had a son, the family of three lived in harmony, and Zhao seemed like an outsider.
Although her family didn't treat her harshly, she was still not living a happy life.
When she came of age, her stepmother couldn't wait to marry her off. The man she married was a man from a merchant family in Shu, and they were a good match.
But her life after marriage was really miserable. She was a good pretender. He spoke sweet words to her during the wedding and treated her like the apple of his eye. But as time went by, he brought in concubines one after another.
Zhao had been enduring it for the sake of her only daughter, but who knew that the bastard had actually plotted Yaoyao's marriage. Zhao was so angry that she didn't want to endure it anymore. Finally, she remembered her elder sister that her mother had mentioned briefly when she was young. She said that her elder sister was married to the famous Dingbei Marquis in Chang'an. She only hoped that her elder sister was healthy.
After she gave birth to her younger brother, she shamelessly returned to Chang'an to visit her relatives, but her mother never had this opportunity again.
For so many years, Zhao had never thought of coming to Chang'an to curry favor with her aunt. After all, time passed quickly, and the sisterhood might have faded. Or maybe her aunt had passed away, and her sons might not recognize her.
Just for her daughter, Zhao found a jade pendant left to her by her mother in her dowry and decided to go there.
Old Lady Xie listened to Zhao's story, touched her face, and said with heartache: "My dear child, you have suffered so much over the years."
If a man marries a second wife, what good will the first child have?
Thinking of her poor sister, Old Lady Xie's heart ached again. No wonder she hadn't heard from her in all these years. Her poor parents couldn't swallow their last breath, longing for her to come.
Zhao said, "I haven't suffered much, but it's my fault that my aunt is worried."
Old Lady Xie looked at her, then at the obedient Zhao Yaoyao: "Okay, let's not talk about these sad things. You and Yaoyao can live in the mansion for a while."
She immediately looked at the maid: "Has the Marquis arrived?"
Before the maid could utter a word, the door curtain was lifted. Xie Zhan leaned forward slightly and stepped inside.
He said, "Grandma, I'm late. I hope you will forgive me."
Yun Sheng followed him in small steps.
Just now, she and Xie Zhan had been listening outside the door for a while.
No one noticed her, so Yun Sheng found a corner and stood there quietly. Mrs. Qian glanced over and glared at Yun Sheng fiercely.
Xie Qingyuan thought of Yun Sheng's recent alienation and coldness, and couldn't help but clench his fists.
Old Lady Xie wiped away the worry on her face, stood up, pulled Xie Zhan over and said, "Xingzhi is busy with court affairs, how can Grandma blame you? This is you - Grandma, make the decision, and ask them to stay at home for a while longer."
Xie Zhanchong and the others nodded: "As it should be, everything will be arranged by grandma."
Zhao said, "The Marquis is a handsome man, and your aunt is very lucky. But why didn't you meet the Marquis' wife?"
Old Lady Xie patted her hands and said helplessly, "Xingzhi refuses to marry, and I don't know when I'll have a grandson's wife."
Zhao opened her mouth wide. Seeing that Old Lady Xie didn't want to talk about it any more, she tactfully stopped asking.
Then everyone in the room greeted each other and started chatting and exchanging pleasantries.
Zhao recognized all the people from the second and third houses. When it was Yun Sheng's turn, she looked at Old Lady Xie and hesitated, "Aunt, these people..."
"Look at me, I almost forgot to tell you. This is a distant relative of ours. Yuanlang is going to be admitted next year, so he can stay at your house for a while so that he can study hard. It would be good for you to visit him more often on weekdays."
As she spoke, Old Lady Xie waved her hand and asked Mrs. Qian and the other two to come forward.
Yun Sheng greeted the two of them and took the initiative to say that she was Mrs. Qian's adopted daughter.
Xie Zhan looked at Yun Sheng with a hint of joy in the corner of his eyes.
Mrs. Qian and Xie Qingyuan both looked unhappy, while the other people in the Xie family had different thoughts. Most of them thought that Mrs. Qian must be vain and looked down on Yun Sheng as her daughter-in-law. Instead, she adopted her as a daughter and wanted to marry her off to a rich family.
Everyone still remembered the last incident with Xie Minghao, and Mrs. Qian was eager to sell Yun Sheng.
Zhao didn't show it on her face, but in fact she looked down on Mrs. Qian, a poor country girl. Her behavior was too rude, and she was good at flattery. It didn't take long for her to make her aunt laugh.
She looked around the room and curiously asked the Second Madam, "Just now I heard from my sister that there was a young man. How come I haven't seen him?"
The Second Madam's expression froze, and Old Lady Xie said unhappily, "Minghao was too playful, so his father put him in solitary confinement. He's currently studying hard in his room. It's better not to mention him."
Zhao smiled awkwardly, thinking that she might have touched the second lady's heart.
The Second Lady rolled her eyes and said, "Sorry to make you laugh at me, my son is really a loser."
She immediately said to Old Lady Xie, "Old Lady, since this is my sister's first visit, I'd like my daughter-in-law to make arrangements and prepare a family dinner tonight. What do you think?"
"I'm relieved that you've been thoughtful."
The Second Madam happily agreed and added, "Look, on this happy day, Minghao has admitted his mistake. Why not invite him to the dinner?"
Old Lady Xie glanced at her son, and seeing that he sighed and didn't object, she smiled and said, "Alright. Minghao has suffered enough, so let him out."
The second wife's brows instantly lit up with joy.
Yun Sheng pursed her lips. It had only been so long, who would even remember Aunt Wen's death? Yet, Xie Minghao, the culprit, had been released from his confinement simply because the Second Madam had pleaded for him.
Aristocratic families, how ridiculous!
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Xie Qingyuan knelt in Xie Zhan's courtyard for a long time in the morning, but didn't see anyone.
Now, after coming out of Wenzhai Hall, he hurried along. When he caught up with Xie Zhan, he said embarrassedly, "My nephew is so bold. I hope my uncle will take a look at the article I have written."
Xie Zhan paused, his expression calm: "Since you insist on doing this, then bring it over and let me see it. I hope you will sincerely repent in the future."
Xie Qingyuan's face was red and blue. Whether it was getting involved in gambling or selling his wife to pay off debts, it was not what a gentleman would do.
He gritted his teeth and gradually closed his fingers in his sleeves.
"stop."
Xie Qingyuan looked confused. He looked around and realized that Xie Zhan was called Sheng Niang.
Yun Sheng gasped. She had wanted to walk around the two of them and find some quiet time, but Xie Zhan was very sharp-eyed and saw her from a distance.
She turned around reluctantly and climbed the steps to the pavilion.
"My Lord, what do you want to call me for?"
"What? Can't I order you around for no reason?"
Xie Zhan raised his hand, motioning her to come forward: "My headache is coming back, come and massage my acupoints."
After saying that, he took the book from Xie Qingyuan's hand.
Seeing Yun Sheng's indifference, Xie Qingyuan winked at her and urged, "Mother Sheng, go quickly. Your uncle has done you a great favor, why are you still standing there?"
Yun Sheng avoided it calmly, and Xie Zhan was very satisfied.
Xie Qingyuan withdrew his empty hand with an embarrassed look on his face.
Yun Sheng lowered her eyes, she stood on either side of Xie Zhan, and gently rubbed his temples.
She curled her lips, finding Xie Qingyuan's words ironic and amusing. What he called a great favor was simply earned by her with this broken body. She didn't owe any of them anything.
"Uncle, what do you think of my nephew's writing?"
Xie Qingyuan stood there anxiously.
The young lady's body was filled with fragrance. Her hands had just gently massaged her with soap, and a faint fragrance wafted over. Xie Zhan felt comfortable all over when he smelled it.
He half-closed his eyes and put down the book in his hand.
It's just a bunch of useless flowery words and superficial forms. Why should he read it?
Just now, he just saw Yun Sheng trying to avoid him out of the corner of his eye, so he perfunctorily agreed to Xie Qingyuan's request.
Yun Sheng quietly tiptoed and glanced at the article. She saw that the words on it were densely packed and very neat, which seemed to have taken a lot of effort.
She was illiterate and felt a little depressed.
Xie Zhan said calmly, "As long as you repent, the article is secondary."
Seeing that he was in a good mood, Xie Qingyuan guessed that his uncle didn't want to bother with him, and said with great joy: "Yes, yes, I will remember your teachings in my heart."
He lowered his brows and looked submissive. When he bent down, half of his white inner garment was revealed at the collar, on which was embroidered a delicate and small emerald green bamboo.
Xie Zhan's expression froze. The fine stitching was exactly the same as the purse Yun Sheng had sewn for him.
Xie Qingyuan looked down following his gaze and hurriedly pulled his collar to cover it: "I'm sorry for making you laugh."
Xie Zhan seemed unconcerned and casually asked, "Were these clothes sewn by the embroiderer in your mansion?"
"Yes...it's Sheng Niang. Sheng Niang's craftsmanship has always been good." Xie Qingyuan raised his eyes and stared at Yun Sheng.
There is always a place for Yun Sheng in his heart, and he just hopes that she will change her mind soon.
Yun Sheng paused for a moment and glared at Xie Qingyuan fiercely. How could he have the nerve to continue wearing the underwear she made for him after he had done such a shameful thing?
What did he think of her? After being casually abandoned by them, would she return to him even if he gave her a little sweet treat?
It's really ridiculous.
"Oh? Really? I didn't realize Madam Yun had such skills." Xie Zhan said in a light tone, raised his hand and said: "I am tired today, you may leave."
After Xie Qingyuan walked away, Xie Zhan pulled Yun Sheng onto his lap. Yun Sheng was so scared that she pushed Xie Zhan and looked around.
"My Lord, this is still outside."
Xie Zhan looked surprised. With her secretive attitude, he really became the man she stole.
He clamped Yun Sheng's chin, staring at her slightly swollen lips for a long time, then turned his head and asked, "How many undergarments have you made for Xie Qingyuan?"
"What did the Marquis say?" Yun Sheng was stunned.
"I'm asking you, how many sets of underwear have you made for Xie Qingyuan?" Xie Zhan looked at him calmly.
Yun Sheng pursed his lips: "Why are you asking this, Lord? How can I count all these years?"
Ever since she was able to hold a needle and thread at a young age, she has been responsible for sewing and washing clothes at home. How could she remember this?
Xie Zhan's face turned pale. He said, "You should make as many bodies for me as you did for him. Since you can't remember, I will do it until you remember."
Yun Sheng lowered his eyes and curled his lips slightly.
She felt that Xie Zhan was teasing her on purpose. With so many embroiderers in the mansion, why did he force her to do anything?
She could have slept with him, but she also had to sew clothes for him. If she had the time, she could have embroidered a few more handkerchiefs and earned a few more copper coins.
Seeing Yun Sheng's silence, Xie Zhan's expression clearly showed reluctance. He suddenly felt angry: "Why? You're fine with him, but you're resisting when it comes to me?"
Yun Sheng looked confused.
She bit her lip and said with gritted teeth, "Then I will make clothes for the Marquis. Can you return my indenture to me?" Her voice was low and sounded lacking in confidence.
"You're good at bargaining." Xie Zhan seemed to be amused.
Asking her to make a piece of clothing makes her so embarrassed?
Yun Sheng looked at Xie Zhan's frown and knew that this matter was hopeless. It seemed that she had to think of another way.
She twisted her fingers and could only whisper, "I'll do as you say. It's just that I'm really short of money and can't afford good material suitable for your status. I'd like you to send someone to bring the material and your measurements."
Xie Zhan frowned, suddenly remembering that Ah Xi said Yun Sheng was embroidering handkerchiefs and selling them in shops, and the money he earned seemed to be spent on Xie Qingyuan.
The man remained silent for a long time. Yun Sheng quietly looked up and saw that his face was tense, his jaw was as sharp as a knife, and there was a sinister look on his face.
Yun Sheng swallowed unconsciously, not knowing what had offended him again. She secretly moved her hips twice, trying to get off Xie Zhan. This feeling of being so nervous and avoiding others was not pleasant.
How could she know that there were two secret guards hiding nearby, so they would not be easily seen.
Suddenly, a slender and strong arm of the man crossed over Yun Sheng's waist, holding her tightly. A word fell into her ear: "Are you short of money?"
Yun Sheng was puzzled, but still replied, "Of course it is missing."
She didn't want to stay in Chang'an for long. When Xie Zhan got tired of her, she would take her indentures and find a small town to live a good life. This life was acceptable. The more money she could save, the better.
Xie Zhan glanced at her calmly and said, “If this marquis’s clothes are well made, there will be a reward.
Yun Sheng's clear eyes lit up, and she quickly assured him, "Don't worry, my Lord. I will do it well for you. It won't be worse than the embroiderer's."
Xie Zhan pressed her lip and chuckled, "I didn't realize you were such a money-grubber." Then he added, "From what you said, it seems you were planning to fool me?"
Yun Sheng thought to himself, there shouldn’t be anyone in this world who thinks that money is too much, right?
After hearing the last two sentences, she shook her head repeatedly: "You misunderstood, how dare I perfunctorily answer the Marquis."
"That's good to know."
"Then my lord, please remember to send the material and measurements later." Yun Sheng reminded her at the right time. The sooner she finished making the clothes, the sooner she could get the reward.
Xie Zhan's reward should not be comparable to her embroidered handkerchief.
"Don't you know my size?" Xie Zhan said with a half-smile.
Yun Sheng was stunned at first, but then she realized what was happening and her face turned red.
That night, she hugged Xie Zhan all night long.
"Since you still don't know, just measure it yourself."
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Heartless, scheming, stupid beauty x love-brained, self-conquering emperor
Ye Zhiyun is unparalleled in beauty and has a voluptuous figure. She is a rare and stunning beauty in the capital.
In order to marry into a wealthy family, her uncle wanted to give her to the empress dowager's playboy nephew as a concubine.
She was unwilling to give up, and found out that the stuttering Prince Xian had a young deceased white moonlight.
At the Spring Flower Banquet, Ye Zhiyun imitated the woman's appearance to some extent, used some tricks, and easily seduced the handsome prince.
She curled her lips and thought to herself, that's all.
After a night of spring breeze, she leaned in the man's arms with a flushed face, hooked his belt, and acted coquettishly towards him.
But I thought to myself: I am so tired, I can’t escape the position of a concubine.
It was not until the "Prince" actually arrived and respectfully called the man beside her "Uncle Emperor" that Ye Zhiyun realized that she had slept with the wrong person.
The only uncle of the Prince is the current Emperor Zhao Jin.
Ye Zhiyun's legs went weak. Was it too late for her to run now?
The next day, an imperial decree was issued to confer the title of imperial concubine on her, and she was trapped in the forbidden court from then on.
The heartless Ye Zhiyun: Being the emperor's concubine is much more prestigious than being the prince's concubine, and there is endless money to spend. This job is doable!
Later, she rose from concubine to noble concubine and then to queen, and Ye Zhiyun was proud of her life.
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Zhao Jin ascended the throne at a young age, and the beauties in his harem each had their own preferences.
However, looking at those faces with different thoughts, he could see that behind them was the Queen Mother's constraints on him.
While strolling in the garden out of boredom, a woman bumped into his arms and Zhao Jin hugged her slender waist.
He was able to break it with a little force.
Zhao Jin was stunned. It turned out that he was not against loving beautiful women.
She thought she was smart, but Zhao Jin saw through her seductive intentions at a glance.
Falling asleep in the middle of the night, Zhao Jin thought to himself: It doesn't matter, I just love her pretty face.
As they embraced each other passionately, he became more and more addicted to it and began to feel greedy.
His previous self: Let her be hypocritical.
Later he said: She loves my face, my body, my money, and the title of queen. Isn’t this love for me?
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Although the male protagonist is an emperor and has concubines, he is a double C and a double clean. If you think it is unreasonable, please do not read. The male protagonist in my novel must be a C and graduated from a male ethics class. The emperor will eventually disband the harem.
[After finishing writing about my cousin next door, I will open this book next time. It will be open this year, around National Day.]
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