Chapter 21 Who is peeling off the roof?
"It's not appropriate to sleep together." Jiang Xue was very grateful to He Zhilin for giving her such a good excuse.
If she was asked to pretend to be nice and show weakness to Gu Lintan on a daily basis, she could still do it despite feeling disgusted.
If she were asked to really have sex with him, she was afraid that she would not be able to hold back and would draw her knife to kill him.
Gu Lintan was stunned when he heard this.
Last night Jiang Xue claimed that she was not feeling well and did not perform the Zhougong ceremony with him.
He was not a man who was impatient for sex, but he knew very well that if the two of them never had sex, Jiang Xue would not be truly under his control.
Throughout the ages, every woman has adhered to the virtue of being faithful to her husband.
He believed that he needed to at least get Jiang Xue's body before he could make her obey him in the future.
His heart was in turmoil, but his face was warm and gentle. He said:
"Your Highness's health is the most important thing. Don't worry. We still have a lot of time to live with."
Jiang Xue suppressed the rolling of her eyes and said shyly, "Yeah."
Gu Lintan walked out of Wenqingxuan, feeling that he was shooting himself in the foot.
If I had known things would turn out like this, I should never have let Yan Zhe give the drug!
Now I have to act like a generous and considerate husband.
He changed his mind and realized that this matter was not entirely without benefits.
When Jiang Yu arrived today, he wanted to replace the housekeeper of the Gu Mansion and hand over the power of the housekeeper to Jiang Xue's personal maid.
No matter how nice the words sound, they are just trying to place their people as spies.
As long as Jiang Xue's health remained poor, the people she brought to the Gu Mansion would probably just hang around her all day long, so he wouldn't have to worry too much about what these people from the palace would do in the Gu Mansion.
Furthermore, this matter could make Yan Zhe keep his mouth shut and he could use him for his own benefit.
He thought about it and decided that if they couldn't have sex, then they couldn't have sex. He didn't need to get what he needed from Jiang Xue right now.
This deal was worth it. He snorted coldly, turned around and asked someone to prepare a sedan chair and went to Huijiang Tower.
In the inner room of Wenqingxuan, Fudong brought hot water and was helping Jiang Xue wash.
Jiang Xue raised her wrist and let Fu Dong wipe it, and asked:
"Did Xiaochun go to see Huang Fu?"
"Yes, I went there before dinner. According to your Highness's instructions, I will get the keys to the account books of the storehouse and the deeds of all the servants tonight."
Fu Dong simply wiped Jiang Xue's arms, threw the cloth into the copper basin, and reached out to take off Jiang Xue's bun.
"Why did His Highness need to specifically instruct Guard Jiang to accompany Xiaochun?" She laughed, "This is the Gu Mansion, not a den of wolves. Could it be that Huang Fu, at his age, could still eat Xiaochun?"
Jiang Xue sneered. A den of wolves? Before I know this place thoroughly, I'm afraid it's even more dangerous than a den of wolves!
She said lazily, "The sun has set, and she is not familiar with the Gu Mansion. It would not be wrong to ask a man to accompany her."
"Your Highness," Fu Dong said, "Can I say something? Please don't be upset."
Jiang Xue glanced at her, chuckled, and lightly hit her, saying, "Girl, when have you ever been so reserved in front of me? Now you're afraid that I'll be unhappy?"
Fu Dong and Xiaochun were both chosen to serve her in the palace when they were young. The three of them grew up together, and Jiang Xue always treated them as sisters.
Xiaochun is meticulous and careful;
Fu Dong is outspoken and has a cheerful personality.
"Now you are married to a prince consort..." Fu Dong pouted.
"Just say it. Don't worry about it in front of me." Jiang Xue said.
"To be honest, I don't like my prince consort very much." She said this out of the blue. Jiang Xue turned her head to look at her, thinking that she knew something.
"It's not just me," Fu Dong stopped taking off her hair and waved her hand, "Xiaochun is the same. We all don't like this prince consort."
Jiang Xue was silent.
Fu Dong hurriedly asked, "Is Your Highness angry? Oh, I knew I shouldn't say such things."
She pretended to kneel down, but Jiang Xue held her up and said with a smile:
"You are getting bolder and bolder now. You dare to say in front of me that you don't like your husband?"
"Your Highness, please forgive me." Fu Dong begged for mercy.
"Tell me why you don't like your husband?" Jiang Xue leaned against the dressing table, propped up her head, and said with a smile.
Looking at the princess like this...she probably isn't angry.
Fu Dong breathed a sigh of relief and continued:
"I don't know why. It's clear that when the prince consort talks to us, he always smiles and his attitude is very kind."
"But his smile always makes me feel uncomfortable. I can't explain why, but I always feel a chill."
"Is it the same for Xiaochun?" Jiang Xue asked.
"Almost. But Xiaochun told me privately that she felt that His Highness was not very happy after getting married."
"When I saw Your Highness in the palace today, I felt that Your Highness was a little listless."
"After returning to the Gu Mansion, whenever the Prince Consort appears, His Highness's expression always becomes listless, as if he really doesn't want to deal with him."
"Is it so obvious?" Jiang Xue frowned and stretched out her two little hands to touch her face.
It seems that I have to be more alert and act well in the future, Jiang Xue thought.
"It's not very obvious." Fu Dong pouted and said.
"Others may not be able to see it, but Xiaochun and I have been with His Highness since childhood. If His Highness is unhappy about something, even if he doesn't show it on his face, we can tell."
Jiang Xue smiled and tapped her forehead.
"Just because of this?"
"Yes," Fu Dong complained, "If he is a good husband, how can he let his bride look so sad on the first day of marriage?"
Jiang Xue laughed.
If Fu Dong Xiaochun can see it, I'm afraid my mother can see it too.
She was trying so hard to hide her uneasiness after marriage, but in her mother's eyes, wouldn't it be just making things more obvious?
Sadness appeared in Jiang Xue's eyes.
Seeing her laugh, Fu Dong thought he had touched Jiang Xue's heart, and hurriedly said:
"It's not necessarily the case. Maybe Xiaochun and I are too worried about His Highness and think too much."
"The Prince Consort is well-known for his virtue and is also a handsome man. It is not right for this servant to speak nonsense."
Fu Dong looked at Jiang Xue anxiously, but saw Jiang Xue shook her head and said:
"It's not that you think too much."
"Tell someone to prepare some soup for me first. I want to take a bath." She said, "When Xiaochun comes back later, you two can come here to meet me. Ask Jiang Qibin to find Wu Anlang to guard outside the house together."
Fu Dong nodded in agreement, quickly helped Jiang Xuesong to tie up her hair, then took the copper basin out and asked someone to prepare hot water.
Jiang Xue soaked in the hot water, sighed, and felt all her limbs relax.
There were too many joys and sorrows this day, and she received too much information. Until this moment, she felt that every inch of her body was tense, including her brain.
Whether she met her second brother or He Zhilin, it would always remind her of the sinner she shouldn't have thought of.
She had been forcing herself not to think about anything that happened between her and that person all day.
She hated the memories in her mind.
Jiang Xue held her breath and sank into the water, hoping that the water could wash away all the distracting thoughts in her mind.
At this time, Xiaochun and Fudong knocked on the door. Seeing that she didn't respond for a long time, they hurriedly pushed the door open and went in.
Fu Dong saw Jiang Xue sinking in the water, screamed, and quickly walked over to pull her out of the water.
Jiang Xue looked at her silently.
......
Fu Dong said awkwardly: "I thought..."
"Do you think I want to commit suicide?" Jiang Xue asked.
Xiaochun said nothing and quietly closed the door behind him.
"I thought... Your Highness, how can you wash your hair so late at night? Don't catch a cold for nothing!" Fu Dong looked at her wet hair and said dissatisfiedly.
Xiaochun covered her mouth, but still burst out laughing.
Jiang Xue was speechless and helpless, and stretched out her hand as if to hit Fu Dong.
Fu Dong stepped back a few steps and said, "Your Highness, please stop making trouble. Xiaochun and I will wipe your hair."
Xiaochun turned around to get a dry cloth.
The master and his servants were silently drying their hair when suddenly there was a slight "click" sound on the roof, as if someone had stepped on it.
Xiaochun asked cautiously: "Who?"
There was a rustling sound on the roof, which disappeared in an instant.
The master and his servants all looked shocked and became alert.
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