Chapter 73

Jiashan's voice was soft, with a gentleness like the spring breeze blowing on one's face, completely different from the decadent voice in the morning. Zhan Yue saw that she could talk, laugh, and even encourage herself, so he also followed suit and put on a serious face.

He said in a firm voice: "Little bad boy."

Zhan Yue bent a finger and tapped Jiashan's shoulder lightly through his clothes. The force was like a wolf showing half of its claws, and the remaining half was hidden in the skin and flesh, retracting its sharp edge.

"You've learned such a bad thing." Zhan Yue muttered, and he slowly moved over, pretending to tickle her itchy flesh.

How could Jiashan be a match for Zhan Yue? She was pressed down on the couch in the carriage by him. With a large pillow resting behind her waist, she was in a position like a sheep falling into a tiger's mouth.

Jiashan lightly hit his chest and said angrily, "You're the one who hit me on the head."

"Next time I see my aunt, I'll have to ask her in person. Have you really never eaten anything she's cooked?" Jiashan curled her lips, her eyes sparkling with stars. She said, "I can't accept this job for nothing."

The two of them were in very intimate postures. Jiashan didn't think there was anything wrong at first, but after they finished talking, she didn't hear Zhan Yue say anything. Instead, his gaze towards her became more passionate and affectionate.

Only then did Jiashan realize that she was held in Zhan Yue's arms in an extremely "tight" posture.

Zhan Yue's hands were around her slender waist, and their bodies were almost pressed tightly against each other. As the carriage bumped along, his hands slowly pinched the flesh around her waist.

The force didn't hurt, but the position of the waist was crucial, and Jiashan was afraid of itching. She bit her lip and hummed, "We are still outside, don't do anything stupid."

Zhan Yue covered his lips and suddenly smiled.

He gently pinched Jiashan's fair chin and said, "Princess, are you trying to tell me that I can do whatever I want when I return home?"

In this regard, he is really a master of "learning from one example and applying it to other situations".

Jiashan gave him a vicious look, her fair face flushed, and she whispered, "I have to attend the Qin Wangfei's banquet tomorrow, so I can't be greedy."

Once he started, he seemed to have no self-control and would always continue until midnight.

Knowing Zhan Yue's character too well, Jiashan had to remind him, lest this guy act like an insatiable wolf again.

Zhan Yue curled his lips, leaned over, and kissed Jiashan on the chin familiarly.

Thinking of someone's unruly sleeping posture last night, he turned over the past and murmured hoarsely, "As long as the princess behaves well and doesn't cling to me with all her hands and feet, I promise to let the princess sleep well."

Jiashan's face flushed, and she quickly understood the hidden meaning of Zhan Yue's words. She raised her eyes, her eyes sparkling with tears, and asked in a low voice: "Did I hug you with my hands and feet last night?"

It was only after she married Zhan Yue that Jia Shan realized how unruly she was when sleeping. After all, she had slept in the same bed with Zhan Shao Ying many times in her previous life, so how come she had never heard Zhan Shao Ying say, "She is unruly when sleeping"?

Jiashan asked this, and Zhan Yue naturally answered sincerely.

With a slight smile on his lips, he lowered his voice into a line and said in a hoarse voice: "Yes."

"You hold me so tight." Zhan Yue said jokingly, lowering his voice and gently touching Jiashan's face. The touch of his fingertips was indeed as soft and smooth as a baby's.

Zhan Yue's tone remained unchanged, staring at her seriously and saying, "If I wasn't afraid that everyone in the palace would know that I stayed in Fengyang Pavilion this morning, I would really like to obey you."

When he said "I'll obey you", Jiashan's mind suddenly became confused. It was as if the strong man in front of her had turned into a "good housewife" who obeyed her every word.

Although, the word "good family" has nothing to do with Zhan Yue no matter how you look at it.

Jiashan's chest was beating fast. She was so confused by Zhan Yue's words that even smoke seemed to come out of her head.

In her heart, she thought helplessly and sweetly: "Who follows whom?"

Jiashan stared at Zhan Yue's clear eyes and was about to say what he was thinking when he heard Liu Qi's voice coming from outside the carriage.

"We have arrived at the princess's residence. My Lord and Princess, please get off the car."

This voice suddenly brought Jiashan back to his senses.

Realizing that Liu Qi, Su Yu and others were waiting for them outside, Jia Shan quickly pushed Zhan Yue gently and said coquettishly, "Don't get up yet."

"Okay, let's talk about it when we get home." Zhan Yue unilaterally added an additional condition.

He lazily straightened up, combed Jiashan's hair that was about to fall apart, and half-helped her out of the carriage.

"I will go and boil some water first." Liu Qi said, "Miss Su Yu said that the mansion has prepared some clothes for you to change into, so I will not go back to get them."

Zhan Yue nodded, Liu Qi went to the backyard first, and Su Yu also went to the inner room to make the bed.

Seeing them leave one after another, Jiashan couldn't help but look at their backs a few times and asked in a low voice: "Have you mentioned Su Yu to Liu Qi?"

Zhan Yue was hugging Jia Shan, and the two of them were walking slowly in the backyard.

The night was peaceful and quiet, with stars and the moon shining brightly overhead, and the cold moonlight was as hazy as a cicada's wings.

Zhan Yue said: "I mentioned it once."

"Su Yu is very good at handling things, and she has been your court lady for so many years. Liu Qi will not be unwilling." Zhan Yue looked at Jia Shan and said, "But you, have you really considered it?"

Jiashan glanced at Zhan Yue, pursed his lips and replied, "I've thought about it."

Nanny Zheng is a mature and prudent woman. Jiashan did not ask her anything that day. Nanny Zheng will probably be even more cautious in the future.

If something really happened when the Queen Mother was pregnant with Yuankang, then Su Yu might be the only remaining breakthrough point.

Jiashan can only gamble now that Suyu treats her sincerely.

Jiashan's thoughts couldn't help but drift to the day when Hanzhu was beaten to death with a stick.

Su Yu originally had the opportunity to leave the palace, but she decided to stay and serve because she saw that there was a lack of stable maids around her. Could such a person really be one of the executioners back then?

She has lived two lives already. In this life, she will never misjudge the people around her again...right?

Perhaps it was because the word "again" was too heartbreaking, Jiashan's heart stagnated and he frowned and smiled bitterly.

When Zhan Yue heard that she was silent, he inexplicably acted like a demon and stretched out his claws to pinch Jiashan's soft face.

Jiashan's reaction was three beats slower. After a moment, she followed his movements with a confused look. Zhan Yue saw this and said, "It's such a beautiful night, but you are still distracted. Are you deliberately trying to get me punished?"

The word "惹整損" finally brought Jiashan's thoughts back to the charming atmosphere in the carriage just now.

Jiashan blinked lightly and cleared his throat, saying, "Every time you do something, you always ask me for help."

"You don't even know how to hide your wolf tail." Jiashan pulled her little hand out of Zhan Yue's palm and said with raised eyebrows.

Zhan Yue chuckled, put his arm around Jia Shan's shoulders and walked into the house. He moved his lips and whispered, "I can't hide it anymore when I see you."

"I'll go wash up first."

Zhan Yue's hand slid lightly across her back, with a hint of sentimental tenderness at the ends of his fingers, as if a delicious meal was about to be served.

Jiashan was made uncomfortable in every pore of his body by his action.

She drank a sip of the calming tea, and the astringent taste of the tea leaves spread from the tip of her tongue to her brain. All her senses, including taste and smell, were connected by the astringent taste, and the burning feeling in her body gradually disappeared.

After drinking just a cup of tea, Jiashan couldn't taste any other flavor except the astringency.

It was not until Dancui came to report that "the hot water is ready" that Jiashan came back to his senses and told Suyu, "Light some incense to calm your spirit."

Su Yu said, "Yes," and got up and left.

When Jiashan came back from changing clothes, Zhan Yue had already changed into new clothes.

The clothes in the princess's mansion were all newly made for Zhan Yue by Jiashan some time ago after the tailor measured his body size. Zhan Yue had hardly ever worn them.

He changed into a dark purple suit, looking elegant and noble. Under his high nose bridge, his lips were blood red.

Seeing Jiashan coming back, Zhan Yue narrowed his long and beautiful eyes slightly, his eyes were bright, and he said softly: "I made you a fragrant bud drink."

Zhan Yue was wearing a single layer of clothing, and his body still smelled of the scent of soapberries from having just washed and combed his hair.

Seeing this, Dancui and Suyu naturally felt embarrassed to stay in the inner room any longer. They took off the pearls and jade for Jiashan without even looking at him, and then left in a tactful manner.

Zhan Yue handed the freshly brewed Xianglei drink to Jiashan and said gently, "Drink it while it's hot."

Jiashan would only drink a glass of champagne when she had trouble sleeping at night. However, she had slept a lot during the day today, so she might not be able to sleep at night.

Seeing Zhan Yue's good intentions, she took the drink and lowered her head slightly and asked, "Are you taking a day off tomorrow?"

Jiashan had long ago accepted the invitation from the Princess of Qin, and would go to the garden of the Prince of Qin's mansion outside the capital tomorrow to enjoy the flowers with them.

Dealing with the women of each household is actually not an easy task. Yuankang's eyes are just right, and Jiashan will definitely be at the center of the storm once he appears tomorrow.

If Zhan Yue takes a rest, Jia Shan can go with him, and he will have a reason to leave early when he leaves.

Zhan Yue said: "I will not enter the palace tomorrow, but I will go to the Governor's Mansion."

"However," Zhan Yue raised his head and said with clear eyes, "I can pick you up after I get off work tomorrow."

After the couple got married, they never appeared together in public, which prevented many people who wanted to take a peek into their marriage from getting a clear view.

The Princess of Qin will host a banquet tomorrow, and almost all the nobles and royal relatives in the capital will attend.

Zhan Yue doesn't mind giving Jiashan enough face in front of everyone.

Jiashan understood his thoughts and felt warm in his heart, but he smiled and said, "Forget it, that's too ostentatious. Since you are going to the Governor's Office, get along well with your colleagues there, and don't let me cause any trouble for you."

"Next time, when we host a party, I'll let everyone see my good prince consort." Jiashan said softly, holding Zhan Yue's face.

Jiashan's black eyes were smiling, and her red lips were half-curved. Because she had just drunk the fragrant bud drink, her face was as delicate and pink as the petals of a crabapple tree.

Zhan Yue's throat tightened unconsciously. He half raised his arms, picked up Jiashan's legs, and slowly carried her to the bed.

"Princess," Zhan Yue said in a strange tone, leaning close to her ear, "You see, you are the one who provokes me every time."

He leaned over and gently bit her red and tender cheeks, then looked Jiashan straight in the eye and said, "You know, last night when you hugged me and I couldn't get away from you, I thought, I must bite you a few more times today."

Jiashan has a small frame and originally had little flesh on his face.

I don’t know if it’s because I’ve become “fatter” since I got married. In the past few days, my face has obviously become fatter, especially my cheeks, which are as full as a red apple that just fell from a branch.

Being bitten by Zhan Yue, Jia Shan hissed and asked softly, "You were born in the year of Renxu, and your zodiac sign is dog?"

Zhan Yue said nothing, but spoke everything through his actions. He lowered his head and bit her lips, while with one hand he gracefully took off their clothes.

He rubbed her face with the back of his hand, and seeing that she was flushed all over, he comforted her with his cool lips.

"You have to attend the banquet tomorrow, so let's make it quick," Zhan Yue said without hesitation, "OK?"

He kept saying "quick battle, quick resolution", but he still kept going until almost midnight before he stopped.

Afterwards, Jiashan lay lazily on the bed like a cat that had been stroked all over by its evil owner. She covered her belly with a quilt and thought to herself: Zhan Yanqing is good at telling lies. Let's see if she will believe him next time.

The princess's mansion was filled with the affectionate and affectionate couple.

The atmosphere in the Fu Mansion became inexplicably heavy after Jiashan and Zhan Yue left.

The situation in the northwest cannot be delayed any longer. If we delay for another day, something bad may happen. Anding Hou can't stay in Beijing for long. Fu Xiao will leave with Anding Hou in two days.

Song packed his luggage for him and saw Fu Xiao sitting at his desk with a frown on his face. She walked over to him and asked, "What did you talk about with Yanqing this afternoon?"

Fu Xiao slowly raised his head and said calmly, "I didn't tell him about that."

Fu Xiao's face was gaunt, and only the thin silk ribbon in his hand revealed that he was a martial artist. He lowered his head and took a sip of tea. "Yan Qing's surname is Zhan, and he has just married. Good days are ahead. There is no reason to involve him in the affairs of the Fu family."

Song's lips moved as if she wanted to say something, but in the end, she just let out a long sigh.

She was over thirty years old and was not as well maintained as the nobles in the palace. Although her face did not look old, a few silver hairs had grown at her temples.

Song's lips were tightly pursed, and she spoke in a weaker voice: "I know."

"Yanqing is now married and has a career, you can rest assured." Song's expression was calm, but her tone showed sadness. She said, "But Ting'er is still young, and he doesn't have a brother or sister to accompany him."

"You must take good care of yourself when you go to the northwest." Song said with emotion, "Tingge'er and I will be waiting for you to come back."

As a couple for more than ten years, Fu Xiao and Song have always had a good relationship.

Song was married to the Fu family when they were in trouble. Fu Xiao had always respected her. Hearing her say this, Fu Xiao felt ashamed. He held Song's hand and said, "I am sorry for you."

"Don't say sorry." Song didn't care. She covered Fu Xiao's lips with a finger and said, "I just hope you are safe."

Song paused, and after a long silence, she slowly said, "As for the Marquis of Anding, you can investigate on your own, but be careful not to alarm the enemy."

She leaned on Fu Xiao's shoulder and said gently, "Whether or not Dad's affairs have anything to do with him is not something that can be explained by one person or one sentence."

"The most important thing is to take care of yourself." Song looked up at him, her eyes earnest, "Promise me that even if you find out something, don't act rashly. Send a letter back first, okay?"

Song's voice was kind and soft, and even Fu Xiao's proud character became gentle and soft at this moment.

He nodded, and gently held Song in his arms, saying, "Okay. I promise you."

After hearing Fu Xiao's words, Song's eyes finally curved slightly. She leaned in Fu Xiao's arms and fell asleep peacefully.

As beautiful as the moonlight is, as dark as the night is.

The bright moonlight, hidden behind the stars and clouds, makes the dark night sky seem even deeper and more vast. It is said that "when the clouds are parted, the blue sky will be seen", but when will this blue sky be seen?

Fu Xiao lowered his head slightly, his knuckles were clenched so tightly that they turned white.

Will the glory of our ancestors ever see the light of day again?

Fu Xiao's eyes were drowsy as he looked into the distance.