After pondering for a moment, Chen Mianmian said seriously, "It's normal to not do well the first time. If we start scolding you the first time, what will happen if you make a mistake again? Will we start hitting you? And if you make a mistake again, will we start killing you?"
Everyone has a first time. Let me teach you. See the top of my head? Start by pouring water from there and work your way back to wash the back of my hair. Then, tilt my head back, and you pour water from my hairline backward. That way, you'll wash all my hair.
Bai Qingzhou: "You're the first person who doesn't scold me when I do something wrong."
"..." Shen Mianmian—Silly child, I guess only Marquis Anning cursed you.
As the young man carefully washed her hair, she pondered—how exactly did Marquis Anning mistreat Fengchu to cause her such deep psychological trauma?
Recalling the handsome face and strong physique of Marquis Anning, I suddenly lost much of my interest in muscular men.
It's really unfair to give such a muscular guy such a low score; one fish makes the whole pot of soup taste bad.
After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
After washing your hair, the next challenge is getting out of the bath.
Shen Mianmian tried to refuse, but her refusal failed. In the end, she stood naked in front of the boy, blushing, and let him help her wipe her face.
After wiping her face, he cupped her face in his hands and said earnestly, "You know what? When we slept together, your face didn't even turn red."
Chen Mianmian was embarrassed. "Perhaps... the corner lamp inside the canopy bed was dim, and the young master didn't see it? How could someone as thin-skinned as me not blush?"
I love seeing you blush.
His voice began to grow hoarse, and then, in her vision, the boy's jade-like face grew increasingly red and swollen until he kissed her...
...
The next day.
Early morning.
The two men from Mingyue Courtyard got up early and went to the main courtyard to have breakfast with the lady.
Since only three people were dining in the main courtyard's dining hall, the servants used an octagonal table instead of a large table.
The three of them stood close together, each guarding one side, creating a friendly atmosphere.
The lady naturally didn't speak while eating or sleeping, and Chen Mianmian also kept quiet, eating in silence. But Bai Qingzhou knew that Mianmian liked to chat while eating.
Mianmian had told him before that people are most relaxed when they are eating and sleeping, and they are also happier when they chat.
So Mianmian likes to chat for a while while eating and before going to bed. During the day, the two of them don't spend much time together trying to make conversation, but rather each do their own thing.
Looking at Chen Mianmian, who was eating with her head down, Bai Qingzhou thought for a moment, then turned to ask, "Mother, how have you been these past few days?"
He planned to first encourage his mother to eat and chat, and once she started chatting, she wouldn't mind if Mianmian ate and chatted.
Mrs. Ding was taken aback, not expecting her son to say these things during the meal.
These are things that should be said after the meal, in a proper and respectful manner in the hall.
But thinking of the suffering her son had endured for almost a month, she softened and made an exception, saying, "We're doing quite well. Besides managing household affairs, Ms. Shen often comes to the main courtyard to play mahjong with me."
Bai Qingzhou looked puzzled. "Mahjong? What's that?"
He actually knew, because he had seen the blueprints for mahjong.
When it comes to mahjong, Ding has a lot to say. In contrast to her previous serious demeanor, she is all smiles. "Mahjong was made by Shen. It's a game for four people and it's really fun! I've been playing two rounds every day lately. If I don't play for three days, my hands get itchy."
Bai Qingzhou smiled and nodded, "I'm glad Mother likes it." He paused, then said sincerely, "Mother's smile is so beautiful."
Shen Mianmian added softly, "So young and beautiful, Madam is the most beautiful mistress I have ever seen."
She wasn't just making things up; Fengchu's appearance resembled that of the lady, and he was as beautiful as a porcelain doll, which speaks volumes about the lady's beauty.
Previously, the lady always looked gloomy and tried to appear dignified, and her old-fashioned clothes also masked her charm.
Bai Qingzhou, reminded by Mianmian, also praised her, saying, "You're right."
Ding blushed as the two women praised her back-and-forth, and said coquettishly, "Don't talk nonsense. I'm old enough to know nothing about beauty."
Bai Qingzhou said earnestly, "How can I be so old? Every time my aunt comes, I feel that my aunt is the older sister and my mother is the younger sister."
"Yes! At first, I also thought that Madam Zheng was the eldest sister and our Madam was the youngest sister. Later, when I heard Hanrong say that Madam was the eldest sister, I was surprised for many days. If I didn't dare to offend Madam, I would have asked Madam how to stay young forever!"
Bai Qingzhou had spent every day with Shen Mianmian and was already used to her way of speaking, so he immediately went along with her and said, "Mother, we are all family, please don't keep anything to yourself, teach it to Mianmian, your son thanks you in advance."
Lady Ding was both amused and exasperated by the two, and the maids and nannies around her also covered their mouths and laughed, thinking that the young master and his wife were really good at coaxing people.
Seeing the lady's radiant smile, Granny Li looked at the two of them with approval—that's right, we should accompany the lady like this. If she were to have two more sweet-talking children in the future, it would be even better for her to have the lady by her side.
Ding blushed and glared at the young master, "Don't joke with your old mother. What beauty secret do I have? As long as you live up to my expectations, that's the best beauty treatment I can give you."
Taking the opportunity, Granny Li said, "Madam is in good condition because of the filial piety of her son. Concubine Shen will also have children soon, and things will only get better for her in the future."
Shen Mianmian mentally gave a thumbs up—Li Mama's opportunistic efforts to induce labor were well done!
She still flattered him, saying, "Thank you for your advice, Granny Li. When I have news later, I will definitely give Granny Li a big red envelope."
Seeing that Aunt Shen was so understanding, Madam Ding was even happier. She even began to fantasize about the wonderful scene of holding her grandson.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the dining hall was peaceful and harmonious.
Sudden,
A maid's voice came from the doorway, "Madam, Young Master, the young mistress has arrived."
In an instant, the joyful and relaxed atmosphere seemed to come to an abrupt end.
Ding's smile was forced. "Yinjin is here? Perfect timing, let her in quickly."
Deep down, she was puzzled—why did her heart skip a beat when Yin Jin arrived? Yin Jin and Qing Zhou were clearly a couple, but now, she seemed like an outsider.
Ding looked at Shen again. Reason told her that Shen was the one who had usurped the position, but to be fair, even she was more willing to spend more time with Shen than with Yin Jin.
It's no wonder that men like to buy "slender horses" from Jiangnan; these "slender horses" have a real knack for serving people.
Soon, Jiang Yinjin entered.
When they saw a family of three crammed together at a small octagonal table for a meal, their smiles remained, but their eyes were cold and mocking.
Ding asked warmly, "Has Yinjin had breakfast? If not, have the servants bring an extra set of bowls and chopsticks."
Jiang Yinjin smiled and said, "Thank you for your concern, Mother. I have already eaten."
She thought coldly to herself: "He can invite his concubine to dine, but forgets to invite his principal wife? She really comes from a humble family; she doesn't know anything about status or dignity. What a pity for the Anning Marquis's mansion; a century-old legacy, gone in this generation."
Ding also felt a little embarrassed. "I see. Why don't you go sit in the hall for a while? We'll be right there."
Jiang Yinjin said, "No, I still have some things to take care of. Seeing that Sister Chen is here with Mother, I feel at ease. I came here specifically because I received an invitation from the wife of the Minister of Rites. She said that she is going to hold a small gathering in ten days and invited us. I wonder if Madam would like to attend."
At this point, Jiang Yinjin's lips curled up slightly.
Shen Mianmian caught Jiang Yinjin's smile and thought to herself: She was so disdainful just now, but she's laughing now. It must have nothing to do with the three of us cannon fodder.
Could it be because of a gathering hosted by the wife of the Minister of Rites?
In the novel, the Minister of Rites later became close to the Regent Prince. Could it be that... the gathering is to invite the Prince of Qin?
Heaven help us, we invite the King of Qin!
She will definitely try her best to bring the King of Qin and Jiang Yinjin together and work hard to develop the female lead's romantic storyline!
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