disappointed
"After a fresh bath at night, my skin and hair are relaxed and soft."
After bathing, Tan Linshuang threw the long black hair that was scattered on her chest behind her and called Ayun to wipe it.
Ayun stole a glance at his refreshed appearance and whispered, "The last time I saw you so cheerful and happy, Master, was before you got married."
"Yeah?"
Tan Linshuang looked at her jade-white arms and couldn't help but recall Nie Sanlang's dark skin, "Why am I so white?"
Ah Yun didn't hear his mumbling and continued, "I haven't seen you take such a long bath since we got married. You just quickly scrubbed it off... I didn't rub out any lumps for you just now, did I?"
As he said that, he rubbed his back again.
Snap——
Tan Linshuang turned around and slapped his hand away, saying angrily, "I'm not bathing tonight to wash away dirt."
"oh."
Ayun rubbed the back of her hand that had been slapped by him and continued to wipe his hair.
"I'm doing this to redeem the other half of the betrothal gift." Tan Linshuang added.
The crescent moon was like a hook and the stars were like lamps. When Tan Linshuang pushed open the bedroom door, bathed in the soft moonlight and the fragrance of bathing, she saw Zhao Mingyan lying on her side on the bed, snoring softly facing inward.
Although she has a plump figure, she has beautiful curves, and the lines of her waist and hips are particularly clear when she lies on her side, like an inverted gourd, round and cute.
Tan Linshuang smiled, straightened her half-tied hair, and walked towards the bed with a graceful step, leaving a tall and straight shadow on the ground behind her.
At this moment, his usual pale complexion had changed, and his cheeks were flushed. Perhaps it was because he had just taken a shower, or perhaps it was because his heart was excited, which made him look full of energy, like a horse that couldn't wait to run free.
Walking to the bedside, he slowly sat down, carefully brushing away the hair that had fallen on Zhao Mingyan's cheeks and neck, gazing at her peach-like face, and gently stroking it with the back of his hand, "My lady, tonight is a beautiful night, perfect for our wedding night."
“Hmm…”
Zhao Mingyan grunted and reached out to scratch his cheek, but happened to scratch the palm of Tan Linshuang.
After scratching twice, he pulled his hand back into the quilt.
She seemed to no longer feel itchy, but Tan Linshuang felt itchy, her heart itched.
Immediately, the back of his hand slid down and touched her lotus-like neck, which was smoother and more delicate than her face. He couldn't let it go and kept caressing it.
"Who says today's events are inappropriate? Clearly, everything is appropriate."
Tan Linshuang smiled and lowered her head to kiss Zhao Mingyan on the cheek.
"My wife's skin is like a peeled cinnamon-flavored lychee, crisp and tender like a pear, sweet but not greasy, and fragrant like cinnamon."
His gentle kiss, like the early spring rain, extended down Zhao Mingyan's cheek, moistening all the way from her earlobe to her neck, and lingered on her neck and shoulders.
Zhao Mingyan's eyelashes moved, and she murmured incoherently: "I can't eat anymore..."
Tan Linshuang didn't hear clearly and thought she was just talking nonsense, so she just laughed it off. Then she lifted the quilt, opened her clothes, kissed her half-exposed shoulders, put one hand in, and untied her belt.
Zhao Mingyan's eyelids moved and smacked twice.
This time, Tan Linshuang didn't hear clearly. She gently rubbed her plump belly through her bellyband and couldn't help but pat it.
"My lady's belly is so soft and flexible, it should be no problem for the sun and the moon to fit into my arms."
"Tonight, we will have sex, and next spring, I'll let you be my mother..."
Bu——
Before he could finish his words, a fart suddenly came from under the quilt. It sounded melodious but smelled a bit pungent.
"My wife is indeed suffering from indigestion."
After being stunned for a moment, Tan Linshuang withdrew the hand under the quilt, stood up straight, took two steps back, and rubbed his nose.
Zhao Mingyan remained motionless, but the frown on her face gradually relaxed, and her facial expression became more relaxed.
When the fart smell dissipated, Tan Linshuang's momentary idea of consummating the marriage was completely gone.
"Huang Licheng never deceives me!"
The red candle flickered, and the flame dimmed a little...
"Master, did everything go well last night?"
The next morning, after waiting outside the door for Tan Linshuang to come out, Ayun glanced at Zhao Mingyan and his servant who were walking in front, and hurriedly went to Tan Linshuang and asked in a low voice.
Don't bring up anything that is not related to the topic!
Tan Linshuang's already ugly face became even darker.
He then stopped and said in a cold voice: "Don't mention this matter again in the future."
Ayun pursed her lips and lowered her head.
After taking a few more steps, Tan Linshuang stopped again, looking at Zhao Mingyan who was laughing and chatting happily with Xiaozhu in front of her. "I will return the betrothal gift I owe her in other ways."
Ayun couldn't figure out for a moment whether he was talking to her or just talking to himself.
But he didn't dare to respond and lowered his head even more.
Tan Linshuang walked forward again, continuing to stare at Zhao Mingyan's cheerful back, and thought to himself: I must have been provoked by that black-hearted bamboo, which is why I acted impulsively.
Tan Mozhu's words "It should be soon" last night sounded like irony to Tan Linshuang at the time, which made him very unhappy.
And that Nie Sanlang? His dark complexion is his business, but does being dark and strong mean he's fertile? Tsk! When I'm done, I'll have seven or eight children in a row, and we'll be filled with joy and laughter in the backyard of the Tan Mansion.
As for Zhao Mingyan, let's set her free when the time is right. She is a talented person and should belong to a wider world.
And the mistress of the Tan family...
Tan Linshuang frowned suddenly. The portrait of the mistress that he had already sketched in his mind seemed to disappear, leaving only a blurry picture.
He took a deep breath and thought to himself: Doesn't the almanac say everything is auspicious today? Why am I so upset so early in the morning?
Before going out, he carefully looked through the almanac.
"Miss, you look very good today. You must have slept very well last night. I didn't even hear you groaning in the middle of the night."
In contrast, Zhao Mingyan was full of energy and had a rosy complexion, like a delicate flower just blooming in the early morning.
"Moaning in the middle of the night?"
Xiaozhu's words made her look puzzled. "I don't have the habit of talking in my sleep, do I?"
"It's not a dream."
Xiaozhu waved her hands, "It's just uh-huh, uh-huh."
Zhao Mingyan's face twitched and his ears turned red.
"cough!"
She scratched her hot cheeks and asked, "Did I disturb you?"
"It's not that noisy, I just can hear it when I'm half asleep." Xiaozhu said honestly.
Glancing at her guiltily, Zhao Mingyan pretended to be calm and asked, "What else did you hear?"
"No more." Xiaozhu shook her head.
call……
Zhao Mingyan breathed a sigh of relief in her heart.
last night……
Then she put her hand on her chin and vaguely remembered something.
Last night, Tan Linshuang seemed to be whispering in my ear for a long time.
While thinking, she turned around and looked at Tan Linshuang who was walking behind her.
When Tan Linshuang saw her suddenly turn around, he immediately straightened his back and smiled at her.
Zhao Mingyan pursed her lips and wondered in her heart: Was he complaining that I slept two-thirds of the bed last night?
"What do you mean by everything is going well? This almanac is just nonsense!"
When Zhao Mingyan and Tan Linshuang walked into the main hall side by side, they happened to see Fan Wenlan losing his temper, which made all the servants around him silent. Even Tan Mozhu who was standing beside him dared not breathe.
The two looked at each other, and stopped in their tracks with tacit understanding.
At this time, breakfast had been placed on the table, and the servants from the east kitchen were still serving dishes one after another. However, due to Fan Wenlan's anger, the two servants who had just walked in were also panicked and hesitant, standing stiffly in place with their trays.
"Grandma, who made you unhappy?"
After a while, Tan Linshuang took Zhao Mingyan's hand and walked in with a smile.
After seeing him, Tan Mozhu seemed to have found a savior. She quickly came over and whispered in his ear: "Go and persuade your grandmother. She is angry about your aunt."
"aunt?"
Tan Linshuang was stunned and was pushed over by Tan Mozhu. Zhao Mingyan, who was holding his hand, also staggered to Fan Wenlan.
What a black-hearted bamboo!
After secretly cursing Tan Mozhu in his heart, Tan Linshuang hurriedly supported Zhao Mingyan, then let go of her hand and greeted Fan Wenlan, "Grandma, how are you?"
"Grandma, how are you?" Zhao Mingyan followed and paid her respects.
"It can't be settled or healed."
Seeing the two of them, Fan Wenlan's anger subsided a little, but the expression on his face was still unhappy.
Tan Linshuang and Zhao Mingyan glanced at each other quietly, and then tacitly held Fan Wenlan on the left and right.
Zhao Mingyan: "Grandma, the almanac is indeed unreliable, but you have to believe what Yan'er says."
"What do you want to say, madam?" Tan Linshuang responded with drums and gongs.
Zhao Mingyan pointed at the table full of delicious food and said to Fan Wenlan, "If you don't eat a good breakfast, you will be anxious all day long."
"Ahem!" Tan Linshuang almost burst out laughing.
"Yan'er said it well!"
Noticing that Fan Wenlan's expression had changed from gloomy to cheerful, Tan Mozhu quickly agreed and then asked the servants to continue serving the dishes.
"Grandma, I had a bit of a stomachache last night and didn't eat much. When I woke up this morning, I found my stomach was empty, so I was looking forward to a hearty breakfast."
Zhao Mingyan helped Fan Wenlan sit down, and signaled Tan Linshuang to serve him the food.
The three of them sang in unison, and the atmosphere finally eased.
He ate without talking, and to encourage Zhao Mingyan to eat more, Fan Wenlan waited until everyone had put down their chopsticks before speaking in a deep voice, "Lin'er and Yan'er are still in the prime of their marriage, and I shouldn't have made this decision to ruin their happy occasion. But if I don't do this, it will only continue to bring shame to our Tan family, and will also affect the reputation of my in-laws."
When Zhao Mingyan heard this, she immediately became nervous.
What trouble has the Tan family gotten into?
Tan Linshuang frowned and asked, "But what happened to my aunt?"
Bang--
When he heard the word "aunt", Fan Wenlan became furious again and slapped the table hard, causing the dishes and chopsticks in front of him to shake.
"If I had known she was so troublesome, I should have sent her to be a nun!"
"What did my aunt do wrong?" Tan Linshuang's brows furrowed even tighter.
Zhao Mingyan was puzzled: Wasn't that concubine sent to the Chastity Hall? What kind of trouble could she possibly cause there? Could it be that...she and the man...
"She actually took the lead in weaving brocade without permission in Zhenjie Hall, and secretly took it to Jinguanyi to sell. Now, she has grown into a shop and has taken away a lot of business from Shu brocade shops." Fan Wenlan said sternly.
The corner of Zhao Mingyan's mouth twitched.
Can’t a chaste woman do business?
"How can a chaste woman show her face in public?" Fan Wenlan said angrily.
"Not only did she lead other chaste women to publicize themselves, she also deliberately lowered prices, causing those respectable brocade dealers to lose business. Everyone complained bitterly, and finally all complained to the prefect, Lord Wang."
"Fortunately, Lord Wang and your uncle are old friends, and he helped our family resolve this matter."
As he spoke, Fan Wenlan looked at Tan Mozhu.
Tan Mozhu nodded quickly, "This matter has a bad impact, but Lord Wang, considering our friendship, allowed us to resolve it privately."
"Should we bring our aunt back?" asked Tan Linshuang.
"Take it back?"
Fan Wenlan immediately sneered, "Does she deserve it? Take her back and let her reflect on herself in Guan Nanzhai!"
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