Chapter 51 Chapter 51 Her blushing face is the best proof...



Chapter 51 Chapter 51 Her blushing face is the best proof...

He Anting's assistance to Duke Heng in investigating the case of King Yin in the Dali Temple was just a cover, and he knew very well the source of these "evidences".

The trial lasted for two days under the pretext of examining evidence. King Yin stubbornly refused to admit it, but this was also within He Anting's expectations. With both witnesses and evidence, it didn't really matter whether he admitted it or not.

He Anting was just building momentum for the emperor.

The voices in the court speaking for King Yin became louder and louder, and everyone thought that Emperor Qingyun wanted to kill his brother.

Their plan was that although King Yin had committed a crime, the emperor would still spare his life for the sake of his brother and order him to rush to his fiefdom and not return to the capital without an imperial edict.

Then he took the opportunity to replace the people around King Yin, and imprisoned them in the name of escort. The fiefdom was far away from the emperor, so no one would know.

Every year he was summoned back to show his respect for his brother and then sent back. After a few years, if he was still restless and died quietly, the ministers would only sigh.

The sun was setting, and the sky outside the square window was getting darker. On the table were the testimonies of King Yin's men.

He rubbed his brows, and the account books of the He Mansion were piled up like a mountain next to him.

He picked up the teacup on the table and wanted to drink it, but found it was empty. He Anting sighed and called Qing Wu in.

"Master, it's getting late, you should go to bed early." He reminded her that if she came back too late, the flowers that the lady was waiting for might have withered.

He Anting didn't realize it and just nodded lightly.

Qingwu had promised his wife not to reveal her surprise, so he kept silent for fear of being exposed if he said too much.

Jin Yao waited for a long time but He Anting didn't come back. She got tired and fell asleep without realizing it.

The silver moon hung on a high branch, and He Anting walked back to the ear room in the night. On the way back, that soft figure lingered in his mind.

She hadn't returned for three days, and although he had informed her in advance, He Anting still felt a little uncomfortable because she hadn't replied.

The bed in the ear room was too hard and the quilt was too thin. He didn't care about these things before, but after getting married, he found them unbearable.

The moment He Anting pushed the door open, he paused. The tall figure stood at the door, staring sharply at the empty space in the room.

There is someone in the house.

His vigilance reached its peak, and murderous intent flashed in his eyes for an instant.

He quietly came to the bedside, the shallow breathing sound became more and more obvious. He lowered his eyes and looked at the figure under the quilt.

With his face covered and the quilt hidden, his appearance could not be seen clearly.

He reached out and lifted the quilt. In the moonlight, he could see the person's face clearly. It was a delicate and charming face sleeping peacefully.

He Anting was stunned.

The chillness all over my body disappeared like a tide in an instant.

Surprise and helplessness intertwined together, and he suddenly remembered that Qingwu had said something sneakily to urge him to rest, which he would not say on normal days.

Blame him for being too busy and not thinking about the reason.

Jinyao's lips were slightly parted, and her breathing was shallow. Perhaps she was too tired from waiting and fell into a deep sleep.

His large palm gently stroked her hair, and He Anting's heart softened. He unconsciously leaned over and kissed her between the eyebrows.

Jinyao just frowned and continued to sleep.

He Anting raised his eyebrows when he saw her like this.

Jinyao hadn't had a dream for a long time, and today she had another strange dream.

She dreamed that she was lying on a piece of grass, sometimes cold and sometimes hot, and a big wolf was chasing her. She was very scared, but she could not outrun the wolf.

The tall wolf soon caught up with her. She trembled in fear and closed her eyes, waiting to be eaten.

The wolf didn't seem to be in a hurry to eat her. Instead, it paced slowly, nudging her with its hot and wet nose from time to time.

His sharp canine teeth tore at her dress, and soon her arms were exposed.

The wolf licked her wrist obsessively, and the hot and moist breath made her tremble sensitively.

If you want to eat, eat quickly. Death is death whether it is early or late.

The wolf began to bite slowly. Jinyao felt a little itchy and wanted to hide, but she couldn't.

Suddenly she felt cold and couldn't help but hug her arms.

But what the wolf did next surprised her. He was addicted to her, as if there was honey on her body.

Jinyao became more and more frightened, but the wolf became more and more aggressive.

What frightened her even more was that she seemed to be drowning, and then, Jinyao suddenly opened her eyes and gasped.

Her chest rose and fell with her breathing.

In the dark night, she opened her eyes wide and felt everything in her dream clearly.

He Anting noticed that the person had woken up, looked up and asked, "Why didn't you tell anyone that Yaoyao was here?"

Jinyao was completely confused. Her tall hair was loose and messy, with strands of hair scattered across her body and cheeks. Her slender neck had slightly distinct cartilage veins.

He Anting stared at her in ecstasy, kissing her softly: "If I had known Yaoyao was here, I would have come back earlier."

"I, I want to give you a surprise." Her hand unconsciously tugged at his collar and she said timidly.

"That's not a good idea. This is an official residence." Jin Yao felt that he was too shameless. There must be more than one adult living in the side room of this official residence. Who knows, there might be other adults living in the side room next to it.

She had taken a look when she came today, and found that the ear rooms were very close to each other.

"So what if it's just an official residence? Even if there's any unusual movement, they'll pretend they don't know."

That was just pretending not to know, not really not knowing. Jinyao was so sad that she wanted to cry but had no tears.

She is shy and still has to meet people.

He beat the gong all night, and he will definitely be laughed at all morning tomorrow.

"Let's not beat the gong today." Jin Yao said vaguely, and accidentally said what was in her heart.

"What?" He Anting was stunned.

What is the gong?

"Ah?" Jin Yao realized something and felt a pang of guilt. "It's nothing. I've been waiting for you all afternoon. This bed is so hard."

She started talking about other things, and her attempt to change the subject seemed deliberate.

"Tell me clearly, what does beating the gong mean?" He Anting pinched her chin and looked at her directly.

Jinyao felt guilty: "It's nothing, it's just... that's it."

Her blushing face was the best proof.

He Anting really didn't know what to say. He really wanted to pry open her little head to see what was inside.

He was about to punish this little thing severely, but Jinyao started crying out in pain.

Because the voice sounded a bit fake, He Anting didn't take it seriously, but Jinyao's voice suddenly became higher.

His heart tightened, and his voice became heavy unconsciously: "What's wrong?"

"I, it hurts." Jinyao said with red eyes and aggrieved voice.

He Anting became even more nervous: "But you have abdominal pain? I'll ask Qingwu to call the imperial physician right away."

"No, no." She quickly grabbed He Anting.

It's good that it's not abdominal pain. He Anting felt a little relieved: "Where does it hurt?"

Jin Yao found it difficult to speak. She had just felt a little uncomfortable in her sleep, but she thought it was just because of He Anting. But now she still felt very uncomfortable, even a little bloated and painful.

"Here." She pointed.

He Anting was slightly stunned, and felt unusually at a loss.

"So what should we do?"

"How should I know?" Jin Yao was angry and aggrieved. "It's all your fault."

"Let's go and ask the imperial physician." After thinking it over, he chose the most conservative approach.

"It's so embarrassing. Will the imperial physician think I'm as vulgar as you?" She spoke her true feelings again.

"What's obscene? Jinyao, you'd better explain to me what you think about all day long."

Jinyao buried her head in the pillow: "Are you annoying? You are so mean to me. You are happy to see me suffer, right? Then go away. Don't worry about me. Let me die of pain."

She started to act up.

He Anting was speechless: "Where is Yun Qiao?"

"I stayed at home." She answered in a muffled voice.

He Anting sighed, not wanting to argue with her. He quickly walked out and looked for Qing Wu: "Go to Doctor Han's residence and invite him here now."

Qing Wu was stunned. What happened to the young lady now?

Alas, it’s only been three days since we last met, but the master was too hungry and thirsty, and he didn’t hold back and hurt the young lady.

"Yes, I'll go right away."

Doctor Han was meeting Zhou Gong in his dream at home when there was a loud knock on the door. He hurriedly put on his clothes and opened the door, thinking that something had happened in the palace.

In the end, Qing Wu dragged him away and said, "Young Madam is in trouble. The master wants to see you."

Doctor Han asked as they walked, "But is the drug poison acting up again? That shouldn't happen. The interval between attacks is very long after feeding blood."

This was also something he discovered by chance. To be more precise, he spent a lot of money to buy it for experimentation.

"I don't know." Qingwu's voice sounded vague and unreal in the night.

He Anting asked Jinyao to lean on his arms. He frowned, and his usually eloquent tongue didn't work well at the critical moment.

"It must be you. You keep biting me. It's all your fault." Jin Yao said with tears in her eyes.

"Well, blame me."

No matter what she said, He Anting agreed.

Jinyao figured it out and took the opportunity to say, "Then you're not allowed to beat the gong during pregnancy."

He Anting was silent for a moment: "We'll talk about this later."

So perfunctory.

Jinyao started making random accusations again.

There were hurried footsteps outside, and Qingwu finally caught Doctor Han.

"Sir." Doctor Han wiped his sweat, "How is it?"

"You...you'd better not come over yet, just stand there." He Anting said after thinking for a while.

Doctor Han let out a cry, confused.

"Qingwu, get out." He Anting turned around and ordered Qingwu to leave.

"Yes." Qing Wu walked out of the door very decisively and closed the door for the three of them.

"My lord, what is going on?"

Why is there no light in this room? Doctor Han’s eyes are so blurry that he can’t see anything at all.

"She...just raise your hand first, just empty hand."

Doctor Han was confused, but he did as he was told.

"Put your palms inward, aligned with your heart." The slow voice was as deep as a mountain roar in the night.

“Then stick it on.”

He Anting paused and said, "Both sides are swollen and painful. What's the cause?"

Doctor Han understood everything clearly. He said it in a subtle and tactful way: "Hot compress and gentle massage will work immediately. This is a normal phenomenon for women. It will continue to be the same after giving birth."

He Anting nodded: "I understand. Thank you."

After Doctor Han had resolved the "important matter," he asked, "What urgent matter is there, sir?"

"No, you stay here tonight and go back tomorrow morning." He did not allow any doubt, and Doctor Han had no choice but to agree.

After they left the house, He Anting pinched his wife's blushing face and said, "Did you hear that? It's not my fault."

Jinyao was still quite unconvinced and kept groaning and crying out in pain.

He Anting asked Qingwu to fetch some hot water.

It was late at night and there was a lot of noise. There were indeed many adults living in the ear room. Those who were light sleepers were all woken up by the noise and became curious.

Steam rose from the wooden basin. He Anting took the wet handkerchief and wrung it dry, then applied hot compress as Doctor Han had instructed.

Jinyao felt that the bloating and pain were indeed better.

After about two quarters of an hour, she whispered, "It's done."

He Anting said calmly, "Didn't you hear Doctor Han say you still need a massage?"

"No need, I feel much better." Jin Yao was a little resistant.

"Why are you being so distant with me, Yaoyao?"

"No, I think you didn't use enough force. You might as well go back and call Yun Qiao." She muttered.

Ask Yun Qiao to come for this kind of thing? He Anting's face darkened: "No."

"What's wrong?"

"Don't let Yunqiao touch you."

Jin Yao thought he was so baffling: "But she serves me every day."

"Other things are fine, but not this."

"I know, I know." Jin Yao couldn't convince him and chose to compromise.

After tossing and turning for half the night, she was sleepy and hungry, and she couldn't wait to fall asleep.

He Anting was tired after a day of work and had been tormented by his wife for half the night. It was almost dawn and time to go to court. He sighed, got up and changed into his official uniform.

Qing Wu was standing guard not far outside the house. He Anting ordered him, "Keep a close eye on the young lady and don't let anyone get close."

When Jinyao woke up again, the sun was so bright that it was about to burn her buttocks. She sat up quickly. This was the side room of He Anting's official residence, and it was not a good idea for her to do whatever she wanted.

"Awake?" The lazy and mellow voice startled her.

"Husband? Why are you still here?" Jin Yao saw that he was wearing casual clothes and sitting at the table looking at the account book.

The ear-shaped room was cramped and narrow, without even a desk. There was only a temporary round table. He Anting seemed restrained as he sat behind the round table.

"I'm free these two days and will accompany you."

Jin Yao's eyes lit up and the corners of her lips curled up: "Really?"

"Well, does it still hurt?"

Jin Yao realized what he was asking and her cheeks flushed: "A little, but it's bearable."

"Continue tonight."

"Husband, let's go back home." She pretended not to hear and said.

She was having a very uncomfortable time sleeping in this ear room, with back pain. She hadn't eaten anything since yesterday afternoon, and now she was still feeling a little dizzy.

"You, why don't you carry me out of the door?" Jin Yao was weak for only a moment.

He Anting frowned: "Don't come here again next time."

She suddenly felt wronged and thought that he was not a good person. If he didn't want to come, then he didn't have to come. Couldn't he speak in a nicer tone?

He Anting finally walked out of the door holding a stiff board. Jin Yao was upset and refused to lean on his shoulder. Her hands and feet were deliberately stiff to reduce the contact with him.

Qing Wu was shocked when he saw this. Did the master... make the young lady faint?

Because He Anting carried the person out openly and was seen by many officials, the rumors became more outrageous.

Some say he was violent and tortured people half to death.

Some say he has strange habits.

Qingwu didn't dare let him know, and felt very uncomfortable inside.

As soon as the two returned to the mansion, the county lady sent someone to say that He Qingxuan and his wife would be sent out of the capital tomorrow. Calculating the date, they found that the inspection in Beijing had ended, so it was time for them to leave.

Before leaving, He Qingxuan actually asked to meet Jinyao.

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