Chapter 59 Chapter 59 Practice
Jinyao had no plans to consummate her marriage with him today.
She thought that according to the severity of his condition, it would take at least a few days for the medicine to take effect, so she flipped through the storybook with peace of mind, her cold, slender feet stepping on the quilt.
He Anting walked to the bed in his loose pajamas, staring straight at her feet, her pink toes slightly curled up.
Jinyao seemed to notice his gaze and raised her head.
Then, her pupils constricted instantly.
"You..." She was speechless. The color of her cheeks clearly showed her mood, as red as agate beads.
"Isn't this what you wanted?" His voice was hoarse and low, with a faint whisper.
She stammered, still stubbornly saying, "When did I think about it?"
"What did Yaoyao do with that bowl of soup?" He An's eyes were burning, but he didn't look angry.
Jinyao was embarrassed after being exposed, but she still said confidently: "I...already told you, I saved that soup for you, it's good for your health, you can drink it if you want."
He Anting's hair, which was always tied up high, was scattered behind his head, half tied up, with wet hair half damp. His handsome face was still flushed, and his breath was a little heavy.
He leaned over and held Jinyao's ankle, stroking it gently with his hot palm. His deep eyes looked at Jinyao with a guilty look.
"Tell the truth." He demanded in a deep voice.
She never hides her expression, and almost everything she thinks is revealed on the surface. Now her expression is vague, and her hands and feet are unnatural, which clearly shows that she has something to hide.
"I...I..." Jin Yao hesitated several times before mustering the courage to speak directly, "You're not feeling well, so Imperial Physician Han asked me to make you some turtle soup."
He Anting's originally calm expression suddenly froze, thinking he had misheard: "What did you say? Who can't?"
Jin Yao lowered her head, not daring to look at him: "I tried to seduce you before, but you didn't show any interest at all. So it's not okay."
Seduction? He Anting fell into deep thought, wondering when she had seduced him.
This is not important anymore. What is important is what is going on in her head. He Anting smiled angrily and raised his hand to tap her forehead.
Then he grabbed her ankle and tugged hard: "Since that's the case, it seems your husband has to prove it with his own actions."
Jinyao's wet almond eyes suddenly widened.
All in all, this should be the first time the two of them consummated their marriage soberly in seven months of marriage.
It is different from the previous steady flow and violent storms.
She was like a rice cake, being kneaded here and there, and she seemed to be soaked in a pool of water, feeling light all over.
He pinched her jaw and forced her to look up and look at him, to see how he loved her and kissed her.
Jin Yao was tossed and turned by him, and he especially loved her being open with him.
Yun Qiao was on guard outside the house, plugging her ears and blushing for a long time. The young lady's delicate voice almost shook the roof, and it made her bones numb.
As dawn approached, Jin Yao lay down and watched He Anting standing by the table drinking water. He looked calm and did not show any sign of fatigue. Instead, she was so tired that she could not speak.
He Anting ordered some water, and the servant lowered his head to prepare the water before hurried out.
The tub was narrow, so he insisted that they bathe together.
Jinyao was held in his arms, looking at the bathtub that could only accommodate one person and fell into deep thought.
Later she figured out how to squeeze in.
She was speechless for a moment, her face flushed and she couldn't help but move her body. He Anting suddenly opened his eyes and said meaningfully: "You can do as you please."
Jin Yao bit him in anger.
He Anting reached out and touched the back of her neck: "Like a kitten."
While taking a bath, Jinyao was taken advantage of by him again.
After taking a bath, she looked at the messy gauze curtain above her head. It was really a light gauze dancing and shaking off non-stop. She almost thought it was going to collapse.
"Drink some water." He Anting leaned over and handed the porcelain cup to her mouth. She looked up at him modestly, the charm in the corners of her eyes almost overflowing.
"Don't look at me like that." He Anting's eyes dimmed again.
Jin Yao quickly lowered her head and drank water from his hand in small sips. Her little mouth was red and dripping from his biting.
She somewhat regretted having acted on her own.
There is obviously nothing wrong with him. He is very good, but he can’t be too good, Jin Yao thought angrily, biting her lip.
The gongs were beating so loudly that she was afraid the whole house could hear them.
It was so embarrassing that she didn't want to see anyone anymore.
Jinyao wanted to find a crack in the ground to bury herself, and she would never do such a thing again.
"Do you still need the soup Yaoyao from yesterday?" The deep voice beside me seemed to carry a teasing smile.
Jinyao didn't say anything and pretended to be dumb.
A hot chest came up from behind her, holding her in his arms, and with his big hands he pushed aside the quilt, revealing her face as beautiful as a spring flower.
Jinyao bit her lip angrily: "I know I'm wrong, but it's still not okay."
There is a small plum blossom printed on the side of her snow-white neck, which is so beautiful that it seems to be attached to her body. Looking down at her like this, there is a unique kind of beauty.
Since giving birth, her aura has become more mature and charming, and that sense of purity has dissipated a little. He Anting couldn't explain why, but it made him even more excited.
Especially the way she looked with her eyes half closed, her slender neck stretched straight and her pink lips slightly parted made his blood boil.
Thinking of this, He Anting's blood heated up again.
Jinyao yawned tiredly, but she didn't forget to soothe him: "Okay, okay, I won't misunderstand you again, okay? Go to sleep, go to sleep."
Before long, the breathing of the people around me became even.
He Anting stared at her for a while, then lay down and closed his eyes.
Later, Jin Yao vaguely sensed that He Anting got up and left, but she was too tired to wake up, and fell asleep again with her head tilted.
He Anting was wearing a crimson purple official uniform. When he stepped out of the door, Yun Qiao lowered her head and did not dare to look at him. After he left, she tried to look at the young lady.
"She is still asleep, don't disturb her today." He Anting, who had returned, stood at the bottom of the stairs like a ghost and said lightly.
Yun Qiao was startled: "Yes, son-in-law."
After saying that, He Anting left.
Jinyao slept until noon, and then woke up with back pain.
"Yun Qiao." She called out and was shocked by her own voice, which was so hoarse.
Yun Qiao entered the room carrying the copper basin, a little afraid to look up at her: "This servant will change your clothes for you."
Jinyao looked gloomy, and then she saw Yunqiao looking at her through the bronze mirror, trying to look at her but not daring to. She couldn't help but ask, "Why are you looking at me like that? Just say whatever you want to say."
Yun Qiao simply took a handkerchief and tied it around her neck.
Jinyao wanted to crawl into the ground even more.
"Is Ping An?" She changed the subject.
"It's with the county lady."
Now the county lady would take Ping'an to her house every now and then to cherish him, and she cared about him more than she did. Jinyao didn't think it was a big deal. Since the county lady was Ping'an's grandmother, it was normal for her to be close to him.
After dinner, she went to Zhenyueju in person, intending to bring Ping'an back.
The county lady now treated her in a gentle manner and even chatted with her.
She sat there and talked about this and that over a cup of tea. The county lady finally said that the baby was sleeping safely and she would take him back in the afternoon.
Jin Yao didn't think much about it, just responded and left.
At noon, after finishing her meal, she lay on the Luohan bed and closed her eyes to rest. He Anting lifted the curtain and came in to see her lying on the bed like a beauty.
Jin Yao slept uneasily. She felt a gaze following her in her dream. She couldn't help but open her eyes and met He Anting's dark eyes.
She was stunned for a moment: "You're back."
"Um."
Jinyao was leaning against the ground in an awkward position, with her clothes slightly open, revealing her snow-white and plump breasts like mountains.
In the end, she still cared about her image and quickly sat up straight and pulled her clothes.
Before she could say anything, he leaned in and kissed her.
Jinyao was suddenly dizzy from this intense and powerful kiss.
When she came to her senses, she was dragged into the ditch by him again. The atmosphere in the room was full of decadence.
"No." She blurted out unconsciously.
He Anting paused and said, "You say one thing and mean another." Then Jin Yao had the corner of her eyes rubbed by the wet fingertips.
After an unknown amount of time, Jinyao suddenly remembered, "Oh, Ping'an should be back. I'll go check on him. I haven't seen him today."
He Anting frowned, as if dissatisfied with her distraction, and hit the gong hard as a punishment.
This time she really experienced what it meant to be earth-shattering.
Jinyao felt that he really should stop.
It was already evening when everything was taken care of. Jin Yao asked Yun Qiao where Ping An was. Yun Qiao said that the county lady had not brought Ping An back.
Jin Yao was now anxious: "Maybe Ping An was delayed by something? Let me go and take a look."
He Anting put the hairpin in her hair: "I'll go with you."
The two of them came to Zhenyueju together. The county lady was a little surprised. Jinyao asked what happened to Ping'an. The county lady explained with a smile that Ping'an was fine.
Jinyao felt relieved and suggested that since they were already here, they might as well just take Ping'an back home.
The county lady said in embarrassment: "The wet nurse is feeding him. Send him back after he finishes eating."
Although Jinyao was a little anxious because she hadn't seen her child for a day, she wasn't that anxious at this moment.
"It's okay, I'll wait here."
The county lady was dissatisfied when she heard this: "Why, I'm not harming him. I love him so much, but you act like you don't trust me."
Jinyao quickly explained: "Mother, that's not what I meant."
He Anting frowned: "Mother and child are connected by heart. Now is the time when mother and child cannot be separated. It is normal for her to be so anxious. You are also a mother, you should understand."
The county lord was choked with anger, so He Anting accompanied Jinyao and waited for a quarter of an hour in Zhenyueju before the wet nurse finally arrived with the child in her arms.
Jin Yao took Ping An and saw that he was closing his eyes and smacking his lips, and her eyebrows also curved.
He Anting glanced at the county lady indifferently, then went back with his wife.
The next day he was taking a day off, and Jinyao wanted him to spend some time with Ping'an, but when she went to call the wet nurse, she found that she was gone again.
Yun Qiao was embarrassed: "Young Madam, the wet nurse has been called to Zhenyue Residence again."
Jinyao felt very disappointed. She thought she was just being too pretentious, but in fact it was a very normal thing.
"All right."
Inside the house, He Anting was sitting at his desk practicing calligraphy. Seeing his wife enter the room with a depressed look on her face, he asked, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing, Ping An is not here. I was thinking of asking you to get close to him."
He Anting paused his pen and a drop of ink fell on the paper.
"Was he taken to Zhenyueju again?" He looked up and asked calmly.
Jinyao nodded eagerly.
"How long?"
Jinyao didn't react: "Maybe we died before we woke up."
"No, I'm asking how many days in a row it has been?"
Jinyao recalled: "It's been four or five days."
He Anting threw down his pen and said, "Let's go to Zhenyueju."
Jin Yao didn't know what he was thinking and hesitated: "Mother didn't seem happy yesterday. If we go now..."
"What if she wants to raise Ping'an under her own knees?" He Anting told her bluntly.
Jin Yao was stunned for a moment.
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