"Jingzi, what happened?"

Zhu Weirui looked at her little servant with curiosity.

Jingzi's eyes were red at this time, with a row of purple marks on her lower lip, and she was holding the couplet that she had taken away happily in the morning.

Jingzi didn't expect her husband to come back so early today. When she was suddenly asked, Jingzi was angry and was about to speak:

"Sir, today I..."

She paused abruptly in the middle of her speech.

Zhu Weirui tilted his head, "Hmm?"

Jingzi calmed down, slowly closed her mouth, thought for a moment and said:

"No, it's all right, sir."

"Are you really okay? I see your lips are all purple..."

Jingzi quickly hid the couplet in her hand behind her back and shook her head:

"Sir, I accidentally fell today. Wow, it hurts so much..."

After saying that, she sniffed.

Zhu Weirui looked at Jingzi for a while, then glanced at the couplet she hid behind her back. He was silent for a few breaths, and stared into Jingzi's big black eyes with his eyes that were also as dark as ink, and nodded slightly.

"I'm glad you're okay, but if there's anything, you must tell me. Also, be more careful when you walk next time, and don't look up at the ground anymore..."

The woman's voice is clear and the ending tone is ethereal. She enunciates words clearly and slowly.

Like a noble and elegant orchid in the valley, with a pure and intelligent heart, it is still full of spirituality.

Jingzi heaved a sigh of relief, secretly thinking that it was a close call, and nodded quickly, "Yes, yes, sir."

Zhu Weirui smiled softly, then turned and walked behind the screen.

Seeing this, Jingzi knew that her husband was a little uncomfortable with his daily dressing style and his clothes were a little...tight, so he undressed and changed into comfortable clothes after coming back.

She turned around and took out the couplet, muttering to herself, "Lecher, lecher, damn it, humph, I almost fell for your trick. Want to attract the gentleman's attention? Bah, you are dreaming, it's impossible, forget it!"

Jingzi's depressed mood improved a little, and her tone was a little proud.

At first, she was actually planning to come back and tell her husband about the playboy scholar, and even wanted to ask him to help her get back at justice. However, although Jingzi was spoiled, she was smart and quick-witted, and she immediately "woke up".

By the way, isn’t this a common plot in vernacular novels?

After the younger one is beaten, the older one comes. Bah, sir, you are not old.

That scoundrel is extremely bold and cunning. He is probably waiting for her to come back and complain to the master so as to attract his attention.

When the time comes and the mistress is gone, he will probably use some dirty and ingenious methods to deal with the mistress, such as the extremely obscene words he just used. What if... what if a woman as pure as the mistress falls into his trap?

Even if you don't fall into his trap, it would be very bad if he took advantage of you with his frivolous words and tarnished your reputation.

The more Jingzi thought about it, the more possible it seemed to her, and the more scared she became. She was secretly thankful for her cleverness. Humph, don't even think about getting involved with Mr. or having any contact with him!

You scoundrel, just wait for me. I will never let you have the chance to enter the academy and harm the women inside!

Jingzi narrowed her eyes and gritted her teeth, like an irritated kitten.

However, even she herself did not realize that her perception of Zhao Rong had subconsciously changed from a half-baked man with no real talent or knowledge who was just talking nonsense to the current one who was likely to fall into the trap of a gentleman with profound knowledge and a kind heart. And subconsciously, she did not have much doubt about his ability to enter Linlu Academy.

"snort."

Jingzi thought she had seen through Zhao Rong's trick. She raised her head, wrinkled her nose, snorted, and looked down on him.

At this moment.

"Jing...Jingzi."

From behind a screen in the room that was covered with a woman's handwriting, a soft cry floated out, and it seemed to carry some...shyness?

Jingzi turned her head and found that behind the screen there was a flawless arm as white as jade reaching out, hanging a loose, moon-white Confucian shirt on the hanger.

"Come, help me..."

The woman behind the screen spoke in a very low voice. Her originally clear voice now sounded weak and soft.

"oh."

Seeing this, Jingzi responded and ran behind the screen with a red face.

I saw a graceful woman with her head tilted to the side, waiting quietly.

The woman at this moment no longer had the dignified look that had just been hidden by her wide Confucian robe.

The waist is as graceful as a willow and the complexion is as fairy-like as jade.

It is plump where it should be plump, and slender where it should be slender.

If you look closely at some curves, you will find that one more point would make them look fatter and one less point would make them look thinner, which is just right.

The only thing that looked a little awkward was the light pink bra on the woman's upper body, the edges of which were deeply sunken into her snow-white skin.

And unlike the plain white clothes she had worn before, the material of the wrapping cloth was silky satin, covered with exquisite embroidery - it was a bunch of gorgeous orchids blooming silently, which were originally elegant and noble things, but the flowers blooming here and at this time were charming and elegant, captivating and making it difficult to take your eyes away.

This scene hidden under the cloak of strict rules and regulations is like a solitary and graceful orchid, which can be admired in a secluded place and exudes fragrance in an empty valley.

Jingzi stared at her husband in a daze. Even though she had seen him many times, she was still dazed when she saw him again. Especially for her kind, she had reached the age where she was gradually understanding the matters between men and women.

Her eyes then lingered intentionally or unintentionally on the cluster of orchids that were blooming vigorously. She remembered that when she and her husband were talking privately in the boudoir at night, she had even spit on him, which made her husband grit his teeth and say "I want a beating", and then they had another fight in the bed.

But looking at it now... wow, my husband and I eat the same meals every day, why is the nutrition so unbalanced?

"What are you doing? Help me take off my...heart clothes."

Zhu Weirui took off her outer coat and stood behind the screen. She tilted her head to gaze at the calligraphy on the screen and spoke softly without moving her gaze.

"Ah, nothing."

Jingzi walked behind Zhu Weirui and helped her tie up her loose black hair. She stared at the circles of light pink cloth that bound her snow-white back and said, "Well, the master has gained weight again."

After saying this, without waiting for Zhu Weirui's reaction, he reached out and gently pulled the knot on her back.

The next moment.

The layers of bra cloth suddenly stretched open, and slid down the woman's beautiful curves in a rotation. However, one end of the cloth was grabbed by Jingzi's hand, who turned around and quickly wrapped the sliding cloth around her other palm.

Zhu Weirui, who had been strangled for the whole morning and had a calm expression, now showed a slight change in expression. Her red lips were lightly bitten by Bai Bei, but she let go immediately. Her face returned to calm as she continued to stare at the beautiful handwriting on the screen, as if nothing had happened just now. Only the faint blush on her cheeks proved the momentary charm that had just existed.

Jingzi was busy with her work, but couldn't help but steal a glance... Strange, this doesn't match the gentleman's body shape at all, why is that?

Jingzi was thinking wildly, but when her eyes swept over the red marks on the smooth armpits of the woman in front of her, she felt a little distressed... and a little comforted.

Jingzi's little face became even redder, like a ripe apple.

The girl in blue bowed her head and said, "Sir, am I very small?"

Zhu Weirui, who was quietly reading the calligraphy, was about to blurt out that he was not young anymore when she heard the words, but she stopped suddenly. She did not look at Jingzi, her eyes flickered slightly, reflecting the screen that took so much effort to write.

The orchid-like girl opened and closed her lips, and finally spoke:

"Don't... don't imitate the teacher. The teacher is... a bad role model."

Zhu Weirui was secretly annoyed.

"oh."

Jingzi responded obediently.

But her face suddenly frowned, and she couldn't help but remember the words "Nothing in the front, nothing in the back, you little girl, so ridiculous".

You are such a nonsense scoundrel, I will never let you go!

The girl in blue who was wrapping the cloth subconsciously pulled hard with her hands!

"ah!"

Zhu Weirui cried out in pain.

Jingzi: “…”