Differences
In the quiet night, the flickering candlelight illuminates the swaying red curtains, revealing two inseparable figures.
"Husband..."
Zhao Mingyan moaned and panted, hugged Tan Linshuang's neck tightly, supported the bed with her right foot, and cooperated with Tan Linshuang to raise her left leg and place it on her right shoulder.
The candlelight flickered slightly, and Tan Linshuang was like a red crane circling, and Zhang Ling did not retract.
"Ha ha……"
His breathing gradually became heavier, and he was about to reach a state of ecstasy.
Zhao Mingyan opened one eye, observing the changes in his expression, and spoke at the right time: "Husband, my aunt asked me to plead with my grandmother to bring my concubine grandmother back home."
Tan Linshuang paused, opened his eyes and lowered his head, his gaze as sharp as a torch.
"Husband?"
Zhao Mingyan could clearly feel his emotions dropping from excitement to coldness, and his body stiffening. She felt a little uneasy, and gently stroked the back of his neck with her right hand, while her left hand drew circles back and forth on his chest.
"Is it not possible?" Zhao Mingyan asked hesitantly.
Tan Linshuang suddenly pulled away and got off the bed.
"no!"
He came to the basin, washed himself briefly, and then spoke in a deep voice.
"Don't go to see my aunt anymore. You've been going to see her again and again. Do you think I don't know?" There was obvious blame in his voice.
Upon hearing this, Zhao Mingyan immediately laughed out loud, "What? Now that we're married, you can tell me what to do?"
Tan Linshuang shook off the water stains on her hands and turned around. "I won't tell you what to do. I will only tell you what you can and cannot do."
"ha!"
Zhao Mingyan was so angry that she laughed again, "Isn't this called meddling?"
"Tan Xiucai, with your ability to choose words and compose sentences, can you pass the imperial examination?"
Tan Linshuang didn't want to argue with her, so she picked up the underwear that she had thrown on the ground, put it on again, and lay back on the bed with her back to Zhao Mingyan.
Zhao Mingyan glanced at the back of his head out of the corner of her eye, wrinkled her nose and pouted angrily, pulled the quilt, turned over, and turned her back to him.
With a "swish", the quilt covering Tan Linshuang's shoulders slid down, revealing half of her shoulder.
He smiled helplessly, closing his eyes but feeling completely sleepless.
Aunt...what does she want to do?
He asked this question to Tan Moxiang in person the next morning after meeting her.
"I'm back now, how can I leave your step-grandmother alone outside?" Tan Moxiang's answer was more like a rhetorical question.
Tan Linshuang picked up the teacup and took a sip. "My concubine's grandmother lives in the villa. It's quiet there, unlike the mansion, where there are so many people and eyes."
Tan Moxiang also picked up the teacup and blew away the hot steam. "The more lively the mansion is, the more suitable it is for Second Concubine to spend her old age in peace."
"How does my aunt know that my step-grandmother likes noise and not quiet?" Tan Linshuang looked up at her.
Tan Moxiang raised the corners of his lips slightly, smiling meaningfully, "Our family used to be very prosperous and bustling. Just imagine, if someone who has always enjoyed a life of luxury is suddenly asked to become a vegetarian, can he adapt?"
"Once you get used to it, you will adapt to it. If you ask him to eat meat again, he will have to adapt again. No matter whether he is forced or voluntarily, since he has been a vegetarian for many years, there is no need to eat meat again. That would be too tiring." Tan Linshuang said.
Tan Moxiang did not refute this. After the steam from the tea rose, she immersed herself in the tea for a while before looking at Tan Linshuang again, still smiling, "Your grandmother is old and needs a companion."
Tan Linshuang narrowed her eyes slightly, and her gaze gradually became deeper.
At this moment, he found something in Tan Moxiang's eyes, which had never changed, and he smiled suddenly.
"grandmother."
After returning from the Chastity Hall, Zhao Mingyan came to the main courtyard and found Fan Wenlan copying scriptures in the study.
She quickly scanned the densely packed scriptures on the desk and suddenly felt dizzy and her ears tinnitus.
After rubbing her ears, she bowed to Fan Wenlan and told him in detail about the operation of the weaving room. Then she took a deep breath, lowered her head and said, "Now that my aunt has been brought back, grandma, have you considered bringing my elderly concubine back home as well?"
Fan Wenlan's hand holding the pen paused, and a drop of ink almost fell from the tip of the pen.
She wiped the tip of her pen calmly and continued writing, "Yan'er is kind and filial, always thinking of others."
Zhao Mingyan pursed her lips, not knowing how to respond.
She heard the criticism in the words. Under normal circumstances, she would have let it go, but today she was holding back a nameless anger. To be precise, she had been in a bad mood since the lovemaking that ended abruptly last night. She was woken up by the birds in the morning, and when she opened the window, she cursed at the birds in the tree. Xiaozhu was so frightened that she quickly pulled Ayun over to chase the birds away.
But as she watched the flock of birds fly away in panic, she secretly regretted that she should not have disturbed the birds' joy.
After finally calming down her irritable mood, she went to the Chastity Hall to chat with Aunt Zhuang and the others. They talked about the past of the Tan family, heard about the experience of the second concubine, and recalled Tan Moxiang's earnest eyes. Her mood surged again.
It turns out that the third concubine was not the most miserable one. The most miserable one was the second concubine who was caught in the middle.
It is said that after Fan Wenlan became pregnant with his eldest son, she was worried that Mr. Tan would take his first wife as a concubine, so she betrothed her to a bamboo craftsman. She also brought a distant cousin to the mansion and sent her to Mr. Tan's bed on her own initiative. Once the matter was settled, she naturally made her a concubine.
That distant cousin was my second aunt.
Logically speaking, since she was a relative of Fan Wenlan and came from a gentry family, she should have been favored. However, neither she nor Fan Wenlan understood Mr. Tan's true thoughts.
Just because they are not men.
As the saying goes, marry a virtuous wife and take a beautiful concubine.
Although the second concubine was good-looking and well-educated, she was dull and did not please Mr. Tan. Not long after, Mr. Tan took in a beautiful concubine, who was the third concubine, Tan Moxiang's mother.
Since then, the warmth of the Second Concubine's bed remained, but there was no love. The fact that she was able to conceive a child was all thanks to the fact that when the Third Concubine had her period every month, Mr. Tan, who was in his prime, could not bear the loneliness and slept with her.
Fan Wenlan's second son was conceived in the same way.
In the words of others, the birth of her two children and Tan Mozhu was all due to luck.
But obviously, her two children were far less lucky than Tan Mozhu, and died one after another during the plague.
Without any children and not favored by the emperor, Fan Wenlan blamed her for not being able to compete for favor, and she eventually became a neglected flower in the backyard of the Tan family.
But even though the west wind withered the green trees last night, the yellow flowers still hung on the branches, and no one paid any attention to them. Instead, they were able to avoid disaster and live in a safe corner, unlike the third concubine, who died suddenly and mysteriously.
However, she didn't expect that after Mr. Tan died, she couldn't even stand on that thin branch, and was sent to the ancestral tomb by Fan Wenlan. She spent all day with the unfamiliar ancestors of the Tan family, guarding the tombstone of her late husband who didn't love her and she might not love him either, in a daze.
She shouldn't have spent her later years like that!
These were Tan Moxiang’s original words, and also Zhao Mingyan’s thoughts at the moment.
She mustered up her courage and spoke in a deep voice, "Grandma, my stepmother is old and no longer suitable to guard the ancestral tomb. She should be brought back home to enjoy her old age."
Fan Wenlan finally put down the brush and raised his head.
Her face was still kind, but her eyes were as sharp as thorns. Just looking at Zhao Mingyan so steadily forced her not to say another word.
In an instant, she felt a chill on her back...
"Mingyan is right. My concubine's grandmother is old. The humidity in Tanjiazhuang is too heavy, so it's not suitable for her to live there for the rest of her life. Besides, my grandmother has seldom left the house in recent years. Bringing her back home to keep you company will give us, the younger generation, peace of mind."
At the moment of stalemate, Tan Linshuang suddenly came in against the light.
Zhao Mingyan turned her head and couldn't see his expression in the backlight, but his tone was clearly different from last night, which made her very confused.
But at this moment, Zhao Mingyan could naturally breathe a sigh of relief since he was the one who broke the deadlock.
Then, she lowered her head and stood behind Tan Linshuang. He came over and took Fan Wenlan's arm, saying with a soft laugh, "Grandma, if you don't like us bothering you, then let me come back to accompany you. Aren't you two cousins? You served grandfather together back then, and now you can go into the sunset together."
Hearing this, Zhao Mingyan couldn't help but twitch his lips.
How come this guy is like a completely different person?
Where is the one who said "no" last night?
"Last night was last night, and tonight is tonight."
When the night was quiet, Tan Linshuang hugged Zhao Mingyan, who had lay down earlier, and spoke with a smile.
As things turned out, he changed his mind, but he did not quite approve of Zhao Mingyan's impulsive behavior.
Even if she wanted to bring her step-grandmother back home out of good intentions, it should be him, the grandson, who should plead for her, not her, the granddaughter-in-law.
"My wife, don't go directly to grandma for this kind of thing in the future. Tell me first and then I will talk to her." He said earnestly.
"I told 'last night you' and 'last night you' said no."
Zhao Mingyan rolled her eyes at him, turned over and faced away from him.
Tan Linshuang rubbed her nose awkwardly. "Then can't you just be patient and tell 'Tonight's Me'?"
Zhao Mingyan stuck out her butt and bumped into him, as if to say: I don't want to bother with you!
Tan Linshuang smiled. She was not hurt by the collision, but her heart was a little itchy. She planned to continue the unfinished lovemaking from last night.
"My wife..."
He leaned over and hugged Zhao Mingyan, reaching his hand into the quilt.
Snap——
Unexpectedly, as soon as his hand touched Zhao Mingyan's underwear, she ruthlessly slapped it away.
"I'm having my period."
"I see..."
Tan Linshuang felt embarrassed again.
No wonder the ground is hot, it turns out it’s my period.
But we make love almost every night, how come we haven’t gotten pregnant yet?
Is the posture wrong?
Tan Linshuang scratched his head, not daring to ask about the doubts in his heart, for fear of making Zhao Mingyan unhappy again.
After all, she is more active in sex than herself.
The problem certainly doesn't come from her.
Of course, there is definitely no problem with me.
"Then you better take a rest, my lady."
He then tucked in the quilt for Zhao Mingyan, then carefully got into bed and gently hugged her, "Madam, do you feel any discomfort?"
"You're sticking too close to me. It's so hot." Zhao Mingyan said unhappily.
Immediately, Tan Linshuang shrank back, keeping some distance from her.
After a long silence, he thought about it and finally reminded her tactfully: "My wife, it's okay if you want to see your aunt, but don't do it too often, or your grandmother will mind."
"Of course she would mind!" Zhao Mingyan snorted coldly.
She turned her head sharply and said sarcastically, "If you don't want others to know, then don't do it yourself. She's afraid that if my aunt and I see each other too often, we'll learn the secrets she's kept hidden for years, ruining her image as a humble bodhisattva."
"What secret?"
Tan Linshuang frowned suddenly, and a layer of frost covered his eyes.
But Zhao Mingyan couldn't see his expression at the moment. Under the influence of her menstruation, she told him all the past events she had heard from Aunt Zhuang, which made Tan Linshuang's face darken.
Like mother, like son. Judging from my grandmother's attitude towards my aunt and the methods she used, she must have known about the filth and corruption in the orphanage.
"Why does Aunt Zhuang know so much about our family affairs?" Tan Linshuang suddenly asked.
"Ah?" Zhao Mingyan was stunned.
Tan Linshuang narrowed her eyes, and her pupils gradually shrank. "Why do you always bring up our Tan family's past as a topic of conversation?"
"Madam, have you ever thought carefully about the reason behind this?"
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