Chapter 79

Since getting married, Jiashan has never been able to get the upper hand in verbal dealings. She blushed slightly, and even her bare feet seemed to reveal a hint of embarrassment.

Jiashan tilted his head slightly and said softly, "I'm not shy at all, I'm just not used to it."

Zhan Yue smiled and didn't say anything. He just stared at her for a moment and whispered, "In that case, it's my fault."

"We have been married for more than a month, but my touch still makes the princess uncomfortable," Zhan Yue said politely, "It seems that I need to reflect on this."

Zhan Yue's eyes were as bright as the morning stars and the bright moon, causing Jia Shan to involuntarily turn his head to look at him.

Seeing that Zhan Yue didn't blush at all, Jia Shan couldn't help but chuckle and scolded: "You've already said all the cheap words, how can I open my mouth?"

As if to regain his dignity, Jiashan continued to humiliate him: "It's a pity that the prince consort didn't work as a civil servant."

It was originally a love talk between two ladies, but Zhan Yue murmured seriously: "A scholar's hands cannot hold a sword, so how can he protect his beloved?"

Jiashan was startled, as if some vague memories from his past life floated into his mind.

Her expression slightly changed, and she said in a timid voice, "Really?"

"So you thought so far ahead when you first started practicing swordplay." Jiashan said with a smile, "You are really precocious."

As he spoke, Jiashan raised his chin slightly and looked at Zhan Yue from the corner of his eye: "I want to know, who was the prince consort's beloved at that time?"

Zhan Yue raised his eyes nonchalantly, gently pinched Jiashan's cheek with one hand, and whispered, "The princess is so jealous."

Zhan Yue's breathing was very slow, as if he was deliberately keeping Jia Shan in suspense. After a few pauses, he said softly, "I first learned martial arts to protect my mother."

"Later, it was to show off in front of His Majesty." Zhan Yuechong smiled nonsense at Jiashan. He tapped his knee with one finger and said with half-closed eyelashes, "Later, it was because I wanted to marry a girl."

Zhan Yue's voice was warm, and Jia Shan just stared at him quietly. As early as when he was in Changchun Temple, Zhan Yue had expressed his feelings to Jia Shan, so Jia Shan naturally knew who the girl he was talking about was.

Her eyes widened slightly, and she had bright almond-shaped eyes and rosy cheeks.

Thinking of all that Zhan Yue had gone through alone in these years, she felt distressed in silence, yet couldn't help feeling sweet in her heart - her husband was so affectionate and loyal.

Jiashan raised her hand and gently hooked her finger with Zhan Yue's. She smiled and said, "What's the matter with worthy or not? That's pure nonsense. Our Commander Zhan is famous in Beijing for his handsomeness. It's my honor to marry you."

When Zhan Yue saw that Jiashan had a small nose, a pair of eyes with distinct black and white, and looked innocent and serious, he couldn't help but want to tease her.

He stretched out his hand and scratched the tip of her nose. He said in a tone that was half joking and half gentle: "When I first proposed to the princess, she didn't seem to be as decisive as she is now."

Seeing Zhan Yue bringing up the past, Jia Shan couldn't help but glare at him and mutter, "Are you bringing up the past with me?"

"How dare I?" Zhan Yue couldn't help but hold Jia Shan on his lap. He put his arm around her waist and said with a serious smile, "I just want to tell the princess that I feel more honored than you."

"Okay," Jiashan nodded honestly, "I won't argue with you then."

"With all the time, Liu Qi and Su Yu must have boiled the water," Jia Shan said, patting his shoulder. "You've been on duty for a day, go take a shower first. I'll massage your shoulders later, and you can change the bandage for me, okay?"

When Jiashan said this, Zhan Yue thought he was sweating a lot today, so he sniffed himself suspiciously, which made Jiashan laugh: "You don't have body odor, you smell good."

There was a playful smile on Jiashan's lips, and Zhan Yue finally felt relieved. He tapped her forehead with one finger before going to take a shower.

Zhan Yue quickly changed into a set of middle-length clothes.

It is spring now, and the temperature at night is not that cold. Instead, there are the fragrance of flowers, the chirping of birds, and the gentle breeze, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

Zhan Yue's yard in the Duke's Mansion was not big. It was just an ordinary small courtyard with three entrances. Compared with the area of ​​the Princess' Mansion in Jiashan, it was indeed not worth mentioning.

Before getting married, Zhan Yue actually didn't like this courtyard, not because of the size. He had brushed shoulders with his mother's warm breath in this courtyard, and he had also pushed Zhang so hard that she staggered.

Perhaps it was because of the past events he mentioned to Jiashan today. Zhan Yue vaguely remembered that this small courtyard with three entrances had witnessed his nightmares and stubbornness, and now, it also witnessed his wedding night with Jiashan.

What a magical thing.

When Jiashan finished bathing and changed his clothes, he saw Zhan Yue sitting alone on the kang. He had a dull look in his eyes and one hand was idly placed on his knees.

Jia Shan pursed her lips slightly, walked over slowly, stretched out her hand and gently waved it in front of Zhan Yue's eyes: "What are you thinking about?"

Jiashan smiled brightly and said, "You are so absorbed in it."

Zhan Yue waved his hand, motioning her to sit next to him, and Jiashan also got on the kang and snuggled up to him.

After bathing, Zhan Yue did not tie his hair. His hair was coarse and thick. Jiashan combed his hair carefully and let him lie on his lap, gently massaging his scalp.

Jiashan's fingertips have just the right amount of strength, and the feeling of kneading the hair makes people feel warm and soft.

Zhan Yue closed his eyes quietly and said softly: "Sometimes, I really feel like I'm dreaming."

Jiashan paused for a moment, thinking of his past and present lives, and said thoughtfully: "Occasionally, I also have this feeling."

She lowered her head slightly, and seeing that Zhan Yue looked comfortable and at ease, she couldn't help but feel evil, and pressed hard on Zhan Yue's forehead with her long fingernails.

As expected, Zhan Yue frowned, then quickly opened his eyes and looked at Jiashan in confusion.

Jiashan smiled and said, "Look, if I pinch you, it will hurt."

"So this is not a dream." Jiashan's eyes sparkled, and he said with a smile, "Just enjoy your life."

Jiashan's face flushed as she spoke, and Zhan Yue stared at her intently for a while. Jiashan felt something was wrong and wanted to get out of bed, but Zhan Yue, who was faster, turned over and sat up, and held her tightly in his arms.

"With a beauty in my arms," ​​Zhan Yue's voice had returned to its elegant and calm tone. He buried his head gently in Jiashan's hair, "Of course I am enjoying myself."

"Don't be silly." Jia Shan struggled slightly and whispered, "My period has come."

"I know." Zhan Yue closed his eyes slightly, but his arms tightened. His palm moved to her slender waist, "Hold me for a while. I'll go get you some medicine."

"You need to rest well when your period comes," Zhan Yue said with a smile, "I know all this."

Now that he had said everything, Jiashan had no choice but to remain silent in his arms.

Zhan Yue's scent always made people feel comfortable, fresh and cold. I don't know if it was an illusion, but Jiashan actually felt that his breath today was mixed with a strange sweetness, which was very pleasant.

Jiashan snorted and hesitated for a few moments. Finally, he couldn't help but kissed him on the cheek.

Zhan Yue then let her go.

"What's this?" Zhan Yue narrowed his eyes and said with a half-smile, "The princess deliberately provoked me and wanted me to surrender."

Jiashan knew he was in the wrong, so he turned away from him and said in a hoarse voice, "No way."

"Go get the medicine quickly." Jiashan blushed and pushed him quickly.

Su Yu placed the medicine that she brought back from Prince Qin's Mansion on the table. Zhan Yue also knew that today was not the time to get entangled, so he wrapped his finger around Jiashan's hair and went downstairs to get the medicine.

Jiashan's ankle was just a common sprain, and it was no longer as red and swollen as it was in the afternoon. Zhan Yue lifted her trouser legs and was about to open the medicine bag to change her dressing.

Jiashan suddenly remembered something. She quickly raised her head and pulled her ankle back. "There should be medicine for sprains in the mansion, right?"

Jiashan paused for a moment and said slowly: "Put this medicine in the warehouse and don't use it yet."

Zhan Yue's mind was so sharp that he quickly looked down at the medicine in his hand and asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong?"

Jiashan's heart paused.

Feng Wanhua's words today finally planted a root in her heart, making her suspicious of everyone in the Qin Palace.

Jiashan pursed her lips, her expression gradually becoming serious. She pulled Zhan Yue's sleeve and said hesitantly, "I want to ask you a question."

Zhan Yue glanced at her face and said sternly, "You ask."

Jiashan thought for a moment, then whispered, "In your heart, what kind of person do you think Uncle Qin is?"