Chapter 213 Rumo
Yu Zheng is usually busy with official duties and does not have much leisure time, so he rarely plays the flute.
The couple lives in the same room, but each has a cabinet for personal belongings. Jiang Shu has never looked through Yu Zheng's private cabinet, so she doesn't know what is inside.
At this time, Yu Zheng led her to the private cabinet, opened the cabinet door, and took a jade flute from the deer antler seat.
"What song do you want to listen to, Shu'er?" Yu Zheng pulled her to the soft couch and sat down.
Jiang Shu didn't know what songs Yu Zheng could play, so she smiled and said, "I will listen to whatever my husband plays."
Yu Zheng frowned and thought, thinking of the red plum blossom snow scene they watched yesterday, and he was inspired.
His slender fingers held the jade flute close to his lips, and a gentle rhythm slowly leaked out.
Sometimes it was gentle, sometimes it was clear, sometimes it was gentle, and sometimes it was passionate...
Jiang Shu had never heard this song before, but as Yu Zheng played the melody, the scene of snow plums that she saw yesterday and the day before gradually emerged in her mind.
The jade flute was emerald green, and it was held in Yu Zheng's hand, which was as sharp as fat jade, forming a sharp contrast, making the flute greener and the hand whiter.
Her almond eyes stared at the ten fingers that were lightly beating on the flute. Jiang Shu felt that every beat of Yu Zheng's fingertips was a light hit on her heart.
At the end of the song, Yu Zheng put away the jade flute and asked, "Does it sound good?"
Jiang Shu nodded repeatedly, her eyes bright and revealing undisguised admiration, which made Yu Zheng very happy.
If he had known this, he should have played it for her earlier.
"Husband, what is the name of this song?" Jiang Shu asked while holding Yu Zheng's arm.
Yu Zheng said in a gentle voice: "The Plum Blossoms Reflecting the Snow."
"It's a beautiful song, and the jade flute is also very beautiful." Jiang Shu praised.
Yu Zheng raised his eyebrows: "Oh? Are you not satisfied?"
Jiang Shu laughed: "Satisfied, she is more beautiful than Xiao."
Jiang Shu grabbed Yu Zheng's arm to gain leverage and pecked Yu Zheng's lips lightly as a reward and to show his satisfaction.
Yu Zheng curled his lips in pleasure, and held Jiang Shu, who was about to leave, with his palm, and whispered hoarsely: "This is not enough."
After the words fell, Yu Zheng bent down and kissed the cherry lips in front of him, asking for more.
Jade Xiao rolled onto the soft couch, and lifted Jiang Shu with his broad and powerful palms, holding her up and sitting her on his lap.
The soft tongue wrapped in the moist kiss conveyed his determination to support each other through actions.
"Shu'er..." After enough of the entanglement of lips and tongues, Yu Zheng's hot lips moved along Jiang Shu's earlobe to her neck.
"Brother Zheng..." Jiang Shu leaned on Yu Zheng softly, like a vine clinging to a tree.
When her skin touched the air, Jiang Shu's delicate body trembled slightly from the cold.
Fortunately, Yu Zheng only pulled open her collar and did not take off her clothes. Jiang Shu quickly adapted and did not feel cold.
Yu Zheng was very uncomfortable after restraining and enduring for many days.
But he remembered Fang Nanxing's words and only relieved it a little.
Although covered by clothes, Jiang Shu still felt ashamed, and her ears were filled with Yu Zheng's wet and hot low panting.
When the passion reached its peak, Yu Zheng closed his eyes unbearably, tilted his neck slightly, and his jade-like face was stained with a thin peach color.
Jiang Shu's heart was agitated, he came closer with a sullen face, and covered Yu Zheng's honey-colored lips from above.
"Brother Zheng..." The soft calls mixed with cute moans sounded more beautiful and pleasing to Yu Zheng's ears than any piano music in the world.
Cui Yuxiao rolled sideways, trembling slightly with the vibration of the soft couch.
The cold wind was howling outside, and the house was warm and charming.
The moon in the sky changed from elliptical to round, and it was already sixteen.
On this day, Yu Zheng returned home from court and brought back a box of lotus cakes.
"Did my mother make it?" Jiang Shu picked up a piece and tasted it.
"Hmm." Yu Zheng responded and went into the inner room to change into court clothes.
When he changed his clothes and came out, Jiang Shu had eaten two pieces and was drinking tea, feeling a little sweet.
Yu Zheng sat down beside her and asked, "Do you like it?"
Jiang Shu nodded, "I like it."
"Mother said that if you like it, she will make it often in the future." Yu Zheng also took a piece and took a bite slowly.
Jiang Shu held the teacup and saw Yu Zheng finish one piece and take another, her eyes flickering.
"My husband likes lotus cake, right?"
It was not a question, but an affirmation.
Jiang Shu remembered what Yu Zheng said to coax her to eat lotus cake when Jiang's father got into trouble at the beginning of the year.
Now think about it, it is full of loopholes. It's just that she was in a hurry and didn't think about it.
How could a mother make cakes for her son that he doesn't like?
Yu Zheng's words at the time were just to make her feel at ease to eat the lotus cake.
His kindness to her has always been sincere and he never said it out loud.
Yu Zheng paused in eating the cake, but did not deny it.
Jiang Shu understood, and her eyes were slightly hot.
Seeing this, Yu Zheng quickly put down the hibiscus cake in his hand and coaxed her softly: "Don't cry, mother and child are connected by heart, and the child will feel uncomfortable too."
Yes, mother and child are connected by heart. How could Concubine Yu not know Yu Zheng's preferences.
"Husband, don't lie to me again in the future." Jiang Shu held back her tears.
"You must let me know what you did, so that I can understand your feelings."
Just like the time when they were in danger of a landslide, Yu Zheng took good care of her in every way, but if he didn't make it clear, she would never know what he was thinking.
"Okay." Yu Zheng responded softly.
Jiang Shu brought the hibiscus cake to him: "Husband, eat more."
Yu Zheng said helplessly: "Then I can't eat breakfast."
The two looked at each other and suddenly smiled.
Just at this time, Tan Yu brought the lunch box and put the hot breakfast on the table.
Chu Yu took away the lotus cake and said, "Master and Princess, please eat first. Save this cake for later."
"Yes." Jiang Shu responded and shared breakfast with Yu Zheng.
The weather was gloomy, but Yu Zheng seemed to have urgent matters to attend to, so he hurried out of the house after breakfast.
Jiang Shu took a short break and continued to work on the New Year gift he was preparing for Yu Zheng.
When he was finishing the last few stitches, Shuanghua came in to report that Mo Liang had something urgent to report.
Jiang Shu quickly finished the last two stitches, tied a knot with the thread, and stood up after twisting off the thread ends.
Mo Liang was waiting in the corridor. Jiang Shu sat down at the table in the outer room and asked, "What happened?"
Mo Liang said, "The servant was repairing the roof. Because the tiles were covered with frost and dew and were slippery, he accidentally fell down and broke his arm."
Broke it again?
This is the third time this month.
Jiang Shu frowned slightly and said in a firm voice, "Ask the court doctor to treat the injury, and give me thirty taels of silver as compensation as before."
"Yes." Mo Liang agreed and moved to leave.
"Wait." Jiang Shu stopped him.
Mo Liang was shocked and didn't understand, "What else does the princess want to say?"
Jiang Shu said solemnly, "It's not a big deal to pay for the injury, but people who act so rashly should not stay in the mansion. Tell them to be more careful in their work. If there are similar people again, pay the money and send them away directly."
Mo Liang was shocked and said hesitantly, "But most of the servants in the mansion sold their bodies to enter the mansion."
"Then take the body contract and sell it out." Jiang Shu's tone was sharp and decisive.
Mo Liang looked up in shock, and seeing Jiang Shu's cold expression that did not allow any doubt, he had to agree with a tense scalp.
After Mo Liang left, Jiang Shu asked Shuanghua, "Have such accidents often happened in the mansion in previous years?"
Jiang Shu's words were meaningful.
Shuanghua hesitated and didn't know how to answer.