Chapter 174 The Big Dream (I)
Just as he broke through the white light, he suddenly found himself standing in his own courtyard. Outside the courtyard was the voices of maids. He thought someone was gossiping behind him, so he wanted to go and see.
The Zhao Mansion usually has rockery and ponds. When he passed by here, he inevitably passed by the water. He didn't notice it for a moment, and he saw the person in the water, but he looked younger than before. He was frightened and moved forward. He really looked younger than before. What was going on!
Just then, several maids came out from the hanging flower gate. They looked to be the young Chu He and Chu Tao. He called them, but the maids ignored him and even passed through his body.
He immediately understood what was going on. Chu He said, "Hey, I just saw that the monthly salary given by the Second Young Master's wife is so little. We at Ya Jing Tang need to make charcoal and buy things. How can it be enough? We are so unlucky to have such a master."
Chu Tao said, "Keep your voice down, it would be bad if someone heard it."
"Who would come? Look at how long the Third Young Master hasn't been here. He's been married for half a year and only slept with her on their wedding night. The next day he went back to the Orchid Garden. Everyone in this mansion knows this. The Third Young Master's wife must be very unhappy."
As they walked and talked, Chu He added, "These are the leftovers from the new clothes we received this year."
The scene changed, and they arrived at Jingyatang, a place he was completely unfamiliar with. Zhao Yan stood blankly beside the woman who had just emerged. The woman looked very young, only about sixteen or seventeen years old. Facing the maids' ridicule, she simply pursed her lips and said, "Thank you for your hard work. There's nothing else to do now. You can go down and rest. I don't need anyone to wait on me."
Zhao Yan watched her enter the room. This was the first time he had entered the room in eight years. The furnishings in the room were very simple. His mother originally said that she wanted to use his previous house as the new house, but he didn't want to, so he used this one. After the wedding, he left her alone here.
The woman sat on the stool and looked at the new clothes she had been given. Chu He was right. The colors and styles were not suitable. They were all dull and obviously left over. The mothers at home might not wear them.
But she had no complaints and still put it away.
After finishing, he saw her take out a book of poetry and read silently. He remembered that when she first came, she only read some books, and some profound books were still difficult for her to understand.
At that time, he felt a little disgusted and annoyed, so he asked Bai Yi to bring a lot of books and asked her to read more when she had nothing to do to prevent her from saying anything inappropriate.
He followed her footsteps and when he passed by the table, he saw books that were clearly randomly picked up by him. They were very messy, with biographies, poems, and some travel records.
The girl sat at the table under the candlelight, reading every sentence carefully, as if she had found a treasure. When it was late at night and everyone was asleep, she turned off the lights and went to bed.
He lay down silently, his eyes constantly looking at her face. She was still young and even had some fine hair on her face. She was sleeping quietly and very well. From the maid's words, he knew that her current situation was very bad. The bed and the furnishings seemed to be the same as before, and the gauze curtains were the cheapest ones. He didn't know that a woman would fall to this point if she was despised by her husband.
When he opened his eyes again, he was outside the courtyard. The girl came out of the room in winter clothes. She looked taller than before. A year had passed, and the once youthful girl had become sad. At this moment, he saw another self coming in from outside the courtyard. The girl went over to greet him, "Husband."
The man said something indifferent and entered the room. The woman was very happy but also very shy. Sure enough, when the man came out of the back of the room after taking a shower, the woman's face was flushed. This was their second time sleeping together. Zhao Yan remembered that he was forced to do this by his mother. Others could not see the expression on his face, but he knew that he was very disgusted.
Sure enough, the panting sound in the bed stopped after a while. The woman opened her eyes dumbly. The man stood up. A sticky feeling made her feel a little uncomfortable, but she did not show it. Instead, she immediately stood up, put on her clothes, and stood by the bed. "What do you want, my husband? I will help you get it."
"No, I can wash it myself."
The man walked quickly to the back room, as if he was very uncomfortable staying with her. The woman saw his expression and felt a little overwhelmed. The sweetness she had originally expected all disappeared and her face turned pale.
After a while, the woman finished washing and came out. The man was still sitting on the stool. The woman thought he was waiting for her to fall asleep, so she walked over quickly and said, "I will help my husband to rest."
He stretched out his hand and brushed it away. "I'm not sleeping here. Here's the contraceptive soup. Drink it."
The woman looked stunned and somewhat incredulous, tears rolling around in her eyes, finally sliding down to her collar. She quickly swallowed her tears and drank the bowl of medicine silently.
The man didn't stop and walked out of the room.
The room was so quiet. The woman was sitting in the cold wind, tears streaming down her face, wetting the ground drop by drop.
She no longer had her usual expression, her face full of grievances but there was no one she could talk to. At this moment, the whole yard was silent. Today was the New Year's Eve, and the maids were playing in the front yard. She walked to the courtyard alone, and the night was so cold.
The shame and pain in her heart wanted to tear her apart. She squatted down sobbing and hugged her arms tightly. She didn't know why she was so sad. She only knew that she made a wrong decision, but she didn't know what to do. She liked the young man she fell in love with at first sight and happily became his wife, but what she waited for was such an insult. She broke down and cried alone.
Zhao Yan squatted down beside her. He wanted to put a piece of clothes on her and tell her not to be sad. Silent tears rolled down from the corners of his eyes. He hugged her tightly, wanting to pass on his strength to her and tell her not to cry, it was his fault.
When he opened his eyes again, there was no one in his arms. The mansion was quiet at this time. Only a voice came from Lanyuan. Zhao Yan came over.
"I drank some wine today and have a headache. Bring me some tea."
"Tea doesn't help with hangovers. My husband, why don't you drink some hawthorn water or plum juice?"
"Then Madam, keep an eye on it. I'll get it."
"Yeah." She looked gentle, gently wiped the sweat off his face with a handkerchief, helped him lie down, undressed him, and wrung out a towel to wipe his face.
Bai Yi walked quickly and came back soon with two large bowls in her hands. "The mom in the kitchen said rice soup would be okay too, so I took some too."
She helped him sit down and rubbed his temples. It was late at night and Bai Yi couldn't stand it anymore. "How about Madam, please stay here and watch me. I'll go lie down for a while and come back later."
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