Chapter 41 Chapter 41 His vulgarity has gone a step further!!
Jing Yao was startled. She bit her lips and blushed as she undressed as he said. He Anting's eyes became even colder. Jing Yao lowered her head as if she had done something wrong.
"Why do you want to tie it up?" Unexpectedly, He Anting's tone was not fierce, but rather gentle.
Jing Yao breathed a sigh of relief, but found it difficult to speak. After a long pause, she said, "I, I thought you would like it..."
After all, Miss Xue, who was almost engaged before, was different from her.
He Anting frowned when he heard this, expressing his confusion about her words. When had he ever expressed himself like this?
"I never said I liked you. You are good the way you are." He sighed and explained seriously.
After saying that, he leaned over slightly and untied the belt. Jing Yao no longer felt shy and was filled with surprise at being relieved by his words.
After untying the belt, He Anting understood why she was in pain and why she was normal now.
It was a hot day, and the belt was slightly wet. The broken skin was blurred, red and white, which was painful to look at.
In broad daylight, Jing Yao felt embarrassed after being stared at by him so intently. Alas, after all, he was so adept at speaking dirty words that he naturally had no sense of shame in doing such things.
She wanted to cover it with her clothes, but was stopped by He Anting.
He was a little dissatisfied. She belonged to him from head to toe. Why should she hide?
"Apply the medicine."
His light words made Jing Yao feel relieved. She thought that He Anting was probably different from other men.
"I'll go get Yunqiao." Just as she was about to get up, He Anting said, "I'll do it."
How can I leave this kind of thing to others?
Huh? Jing Yao suddenly became nervous and even more embarrassed. They had only been married for one day, and they were already so intimate?
It feels like life after marriage is different from what she imagined.
He Anting stood up, took a small porcelain jar from the antique shelf, and came back to sit beside her. Jing Yao tugged at the corner of her clothes awkwardly. Maybe... she could lie down?
But big hands quickly pulled her clothes down to her shoulders, revealing her round, white shoulders, which were beautiful and slender, and her neck was slender.
She looked at the handsome face so close to her, and felt that she was making a fuss out of nothing. If she wasn't embarrassed, then others would be embarrassed.
The cool feeling makes the pain much less severe.
"Are you nervous?" A low voice suddenly asked, and a light breath of hot air sprayed out.
Jing Yao swallowed hard, "No, why would my husband think so?"
He Anting raised his eyes and glanced at her, then lowered his eyelashes. Jing Yao was unconsciously attracted by his deep eye sockets. How could someone look so perfect?
"Then you really like it."
Jing Yao was embarrassed. It was just applying medicine, how could she say she liked him? He was the one who started it. She muttered, "Who would like applying medicine?"
He Anting's fingertips gently stroked her skin, and Jing Yao couldn't help but shiver slightly, but he continued to rub it slowly. Jing Yao couldn't stand it, her eyes were filled with mist, and she felt that he was bullying her.
He Anting really enjoyed the feeling of controlling her body, so he prolonged the battle and explained seriously: "It's a bit broken, so I need to wipe it more."
"Oh." Jing Yao responded slowly.
Such a good and obedient wife made him want to kiss her again. She was like a delicate flower hidden in the corner, destined to be dug out by him.
He Anting stared at her for a while, then leaned over and entangled his lips and tongue with hers for a few times. The short and vigorous kiss pushed the already ambiguous atmosphere to the extreme.
Jing Yao whispered, "Doing this during the day...isn't a good idea."
"What's wrong with that? No one saw it."
Jing Yao remembered the saying "daytime adultery"—did theirs really not count? Didn't the nobility have a lot of rules? According to her assumptions, she should now be reading the account books, getting to know the housekeepers, and familiar with the inner affairs of the He Mansion.
Of course, this was what she heard from her mother. When He was in the uncle's house, she often did this. Anyway, every time she went there, there was a very thick account book on the table.
She thought so and said so.
He Anting thought for a while and said, "No rush."
He had just married her and was not close to her yet, but he was doing these things. His mother and hundreds of housekeepers were in charge of these things, so it was not her turn to do them for the time being.
Jing Yao hesitated after hearing her words. The county lady was urging her, but her husband said there was no rush. So who should she listen to?
She was lost in thought, and He Anting seemed dissatisfied with her distraction, so he tightened his palm.
"Ah." Jing Yao shuddered and cried out in pain.
After applying the medicine, Jing Yao felt even stranger. The look in her eyes when she looked at He Anting was also very strange. In addition to the dirty words, she seemed to have discovered another habit of his.
But...but it seems quite comfortable, Jing Yao thought embarrassedly.
"Besides me, has anyone else done this?" He Anting's mellow voice fell into her ears, making her feel numb, but it also made Jing Yao's heart skip a beat.
Someone else? She had only ever had one other person.
"No." She was almost steaming. Was this the time to mention another man?
He cares so much.
The custom of remarriage is prevalent in our dynasty, but Jing Yao does not feel guilty about it at all.
He Anting was a little unconvinced: "Really? How could I kiss you like this?"
"Of course not."
He denied all the facts, but the prince was indeed introverted and restrained, and did not have as many quirks as He Anting.
He Anting snorted coldly: "That's right, otherwise I wouldn't have asked my sister to bear the blame for him for so many years."
Jing Yao was also shocked when talking about this, but it was already in the past and she didn't want to recall it anymore.
But He Anting didn't want to let his young wife go.
"Did I call you Shutan or did he call you Shutan?"
Jing Yao suddenly looked up and met his expression, which was so calm as if he was asking what to eat for lunch. She was stunned and embarrassed.
Help.
His nastiness went a step further.
For the first time, Jing Yao wanted to change the subject and end this embarrassing questioning.
"Uh, what are we having for lunch, husband?"
He Anting felt somewhat displeased when he saw her poorly concealed expression. He felt that he needed to understand her previous relationship in detail, so as to better demonstrate that he had no grudges against her and also to bring them closer together.
He could see that his young wife was a little nervous, probably because of her young age and the change in her status.
He understands very well.
"Then I am not as good as him." He said coldly.
"Of course not." Jing Yao quickly explained.
"That means he is not as good as me."
Okay, whatever, Jing Yao is tired.
She didn't explain this time and He Anting felt better. He pressed her on the couch and kissed her again. She looked breathless and with her lips slightly open, she looked extremely charming and beautiful.
Jing Yao's hair was slightly disheveled. He hadn't done anything to her last night, except for being bitten all over her body. But she knew he was holding back, so she whispered, "You can find other ways to relieve it."
He Anting's eyes darkened: "What method? Yaoyao seems to know a lot."
Jing Yao bit her lip, feeling a little ashamed. She didn't expect that she would have to teach him about this kind of thing.
"No." She had only been given a few fire avoidance maps reluctantly by Madam Zheng from the Bo's Mansion. Those fire avoidance maps were different from ordinary fire avoidance maps.
She leaned close to He Anting's ear and whispered a few words.
"Do you understand now?"
He Anting's face was cold and hard: "It's okay, but Yaoyao has to teach me well."
Yun Qiao was taking a nap under the eaves when Nanny Yuan, who was beside the county lady, led a group of servants in. As soon as Nanny Yuan entered the yard and saw her, her face darkened and she coughed heavily.
Yun Qiao woke up with a start and stood up to greet the visitor, saying, "Madam Yuan."
Qingwu had already familiarized her with the people in this mansion in advance.
"Is the young lady the Madam's personal attendant?"
Yun Qiao nodded: "Yes."
"Where is Madam? The county lady said that although it is the first day of the wedding, we must not slack off on our duties. These are a small part of the account books. The county lady asked me to bring them to you. She does not expect any results. I will look at them first and come back in a few days to give you more instructions. There are also some other matters that I need to remind Madam."
Yun Qiao was secretly shocked and perked up. "Excuse me, Madam. Please give these account books to me first. My son-in-law is in the house now, so I can't disturb him."
She broke into a cold sweat. Qingwu was in the reception room dealing with the adults on behalf of her brother-in-law. She had just arrived and didn't know how to handle the situation.
Nanny Yuan was a little skeptical. How could the master be in the red gauze tent at this time? There were several adults in the reception room. Even though he was newly married, the master was very cautious and prudent. When the second young lady came back home, she taught the second uncle not to indulge in housework.
Nanny Yuan gave her a serious look and was about to go up the stairs. Just as she approached, an inexplicable and ambiguous voice came from the house, very clear and loud.
Nanny Yuan was suddenly embarrassed and her old face turned red.
"Forget it, forget it. Put down the account books first." Nanny Yuan told everyone to leave quickly.
He Anting naturally heard the voices outside. He did it on purpose. He was already upset, and those blind servants came to disturb him at this time.
"Yaoyao's teaching is really good." He Anting sighed and touched her abdomen. The hot temperature spread through her skin to every part of her body.
Jing Yao was still in shock and didn't dare to speak at all.
How could he be so fierce? Too fierce.
He Anting gave her a long kiss and comforted his wife who looked a little frightened.
"There's someone else in the living room. I'm going to take care of some business first. No need to wait for me at noon." He stood up and said, "Don't touch this again."
Then he threw the untied belt aside.
After opening the door, he looked neatly dressed, handsome and unrestrained.
Yun Qiao carefully looked at his expression, which was so calm that it was hard to tell what he had just experienced. She hurried into the room, but was so overwhelmed by the lewdness in the room that she could hardly raise her head.
"Husband, Madam."
Jing Yao came back to her senses, quickly straightened her hair and said awkwardly, "What's wrong?" She kicked off her panties guiltily, and her folded skirt fell down, covering her slender white legs, making her look barely dignified.
"Madame Yuan, the county lady's attendant, has brought the account books. She asked you to look at them first and come back to teach me in a few days."
"Oh, bring it in then."
Yun Qiao turned around and went out again. Jing Yao quickly tidied herself up. When her underwear rubbed against her soft buttocks, she felt pain and numbness. Her face was as red as a sunset cloud, and she couldn't help but worry about the future.
Before this, he was always neat and straight, and even this time she didn't see what his expression was. She only remembered that when she lay down, he had returned to his usual cold and aloof look.
Yun Qiao brought in a pile of account books and placed them next to her. Jing Yao couldn't concentrate on reading them at all, her mind completely occupied by the closeness she had just felt.
It's indeed different when I'm with the prince.
Jing Yao shook her head and forced herself to look at the account book carefully. She understood a little bit under He's guidance, but she didn't know until she saw the He Mansion's account book, she was dumbfounded.
The He Mansion was much more complicated than her mother had asked her to look at, with at least hundreds of items of daily income and expenditure.
How could Jing Yao understand this? Her scalp was tingling.
Not to mention the abacus beads.
She felt dizzy and dazed after watching for the whole afternoon, but she still held on.
In the evening, He Anting came back. The door opened and a deep and cold face appeared. The two looked at each other. Jing Yao suddenly recalled the scene at noon and looked away first, feeling uncomfortable all over.
He Anting looked calm and collected: "What are you doing?"
"Let me take a look at the account books. I've looked at several today." She deliberately and reservedly showed her diligence.
"I told you, there's no rush. We can look at it later." He threw the account book away casually. He didn't like irrelevant things occupying her sight.
"Oh, but mother..." Jing Yao still felt a little lost.
"Do you listen to me or her?" He Anting stared at her and asked.
Jing Yao wondered why this sounded a bit strange. Wasn't it normal to be respectful and obedient to one's mother-in-law? Why did he seem so reluctant?
"I'm fine during the day..."
"Why are you okay? You are pregnant with a child, you shouldn't be tired."
Well, Jing Yao knew that he was doing it for the child. After all, he married her for the child. She lowered her head, touched her belly, and slowly said "hmm".
Two days later, on the day of the return visit, He Anting asked for two gifts to be prepared. Jing Yao was puzzled: "Why prepare two gifts?"
"One for Jing Mansion, one for He Mansion."
Jing Yao was reluctant to return to the Jing Mansion: "Why bother with so much trouble? Just go back to the He Mansion directly."
She actually expressed her preference directly on this matter, and He Anting felt both relieved and serious.
He understood her resentment and her grudge against her father, but he still straightened his face and corrected her, "Yaoyao, you are now the eldest lady of the He Mansion. There are so many eyes watching you from outside. You can't do whatever you want. Even if you don't want to, you have to put on a good front so that others can't criticize you. Otherwise, if you don't go to the Jing Mansion today, your father will be able to ruin your reputation tomorrow by calling you an unfilial daughter."
"I can't control your reputation, so you have to make sure he can't find any fault with you. If you want to punish him, the best way is to give him some favors and make him kneel at your feet and beg you."
Although he really hoped that she could rely on him and that he was the only thing in her mind and eyes, he still had to teach her.
He also enjoys the feeling of nurturing delicate flowers.
Jing Yao nodded: "Husband, I understand."
He Anting patted her head with satisfaction: "My wife is very well-behaved and very smart."
My wife, at this moment, Jing Yao felt that he really regarded her as his wife.
Then she would naturally not let him down.
They first returned to Jing Mansion and then planned to have dinner at He Mansion. Jing Yao sat in the main hall of Jing Mansion for the first time. Her father and Cui Shi changed their previous attitude and were indeed very attentive.
Jing Yao didn't show any displeasure either. She responded back and forth, but most of the time she kept her mouth shut and pretended to be proud.
Cui was so angry that her teeth were itching. It was like a sparrow trying to turn into a phoenix by flying to a branch.
During this time, she took Jing Yao away from He Anting and said, "Yaoyao, you have to marry into a wealthy family now. After all, I am Ting'er's aunt, and I am also the daughter of the Prince of Xian'an." She changed the subject and put on airs.
"I understand your personality. You are reserved and simple. You have never been exposed to the complicated relationships in the He Mansion since you were a child. You have been confined to that small courtyard and have not seen as much as Sister Ran. A family's success and failure are all shared. I thought that since you are no longer able to serve Ting'er, you will need to take a concubine sooner or later. You might as well ask Sister Ran to be Ting'er's concubine. It is better to have a sister from your family than to have someone from outside share your love."
Jing Yao couldn't believe it and felt even more cruel in her heart. She wanted to vomit on the spot. It was only the third day and he wanted to force me into having a concubine?
After playing the emotional card, Cui Shi started threatening again: "If you take the initiative, the county lady will remember your kindness. After all, Ran'er is the county lady's nephew, so he will speak for you."
Her daughter-in-law entered the mansion pregnant with someone else's child. She didn't believe that the county lady would not have any grudges. When her Ran'er entered the mansion and became pregnant with Ting'er's child, she would know who was truly better.
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