"My lord, from now on, please call me... Xiaoyu..."
After they finished playing around, Zhang Xiaoyu wrapped her arms around Jing Zhe's neck and whispered her request.
"Why? You don't want to be my wife?"
Jing Zhe teased her.
"Of course not!"
Zhang Xiaoyu quickly waved her hand: "I've always dreamed of being your wife, my lord... Now that I am, I'm already more than satisfied. It's just that I'm afraid my second sister and Xiangrong might hear me calling you that in public... That wouldn't be good. Besides, when I hear you call me Xiaoyu, my lord, it always reminds me of when we first met, and it feels even more intimate!"
"Alright, Xiaoyu!"
After hearing this, Zhang Xiaoyu's smile became even brighter.
The reason Jing Zhe joked and played around with Zhang Xiaoyu for a while, using both his hands and mouth, was because he could tell that Zhang Xiaoyu was the most reserved of all the women when she was with him.
Even the simple-minded Yu Xiangrong wouldn't do that.
However, Jing Zhe also understood that compared to other women, Zhang Xiaoyu's family background was incomparable. It was because of this that she felt inferior, so much so that even when they were doing that kind of thing last night, she was very humble and let him do whatever he wanted.
Just now, it seemed that as long as Jing Zhe wanted her, she would be willing to do anything he asked.
Jing Zhe felt very sorry for her. He did this to dispel her thoughts, and it worked well. Zhang Xiaoyu's eyes brightened, and she no longer felt inferior when talking to him, just as he wished.
"Husband, don't catch a cold!"
Because Jing Zhe was completely naked at this moment, and it was snowing outside, although it was warm inside, it was still cold to be naked.
As she spoke, Zhang Xiaoyu first covered Jing Zhe with the thin blanket on the bed, then said, "Husband, sit for a while, I'll go get you some clothes..."
Then she walked to the cabinet on the other side of the room, picked up a new cotton robe and came back. However, her walking posture was a bit strange, and she looked uncomfortable. Moreover, with each step she took, her brows would furrow slightly, which showed how much pain she was in.
"Xiaoyu, I can do it myself! You sit still!"
Jing Zhe pulled Zhang Xiaoyu's hand and made her sit on the edge of the bed. He reached out to take the clothes from her hand, but Zhang Xiaoyu moved her body back and dodged him.
"Husband, no!"
"You should be resting more. I can do this little thing myself!"
"That won't do either!"
Although she was moved, Zhang Xiaoyu remained steadfast in her decision.
"Why not?"
Jing Zhe was stunned.
Before, whether it was Wang Yingqiu and Zhu Xinning in the earliest days, or Qingqiu and Liu Jinghong later, after becoming Jing Zhe's women, what they enjoyed most was helping him get dressed. However, because they practiced martial arts, they were in good physical condition and could get dressed without much effort.
Even so, she insisted on dressing herself, which puzzled Jing Zhe.
Zhang Xiaoyu stood up with the clothes in her hand and said very seriously, "My mother told me that after the wedding night, a woman must dress her husband herself in order to keep him by her side... Therefore, these clothes must be worn by me!"
"..."
Upon hearing this, Jing Zhe suddenly realized why the other women were so enthusiastic about it. Now that he had found the reason, he stopped insisting and let her wear it.
After dressing him, Zhang Xiaoyu took the bowl of porridge and, enduring the pain in her lower body, prepared to feed Jing Zhe breakfast.
At this point, Jing Zhe could no longer agree.
"Xiaoyu, sit down, let me feed you."
Zhang Xiaoyu blushed: "Husband..."
As he spoke, Jing Zhe pulled back the covers, and Zhang Xiaoyu's face turned even redder. She dared not look any longer, and stammered, "This concubine... doesn't... doesn't hurt..."
"You may not feel pain, but my heart aches."
As he spoke, Jing Zhe forcefully snatched the bowl of porridge from Zhang Xiaoyu's hand, scooped up a spoonful, blew on it very considerately, and then brought it to Zhang Xiaoyu's lips.
When has Zhang Xiaoyu ever received such treatment?
In her mind, men are heaven and women are earth, and women should serve men without complaint. Especially a man like Jing Zhe, who is so popular that many women would kill to serve him. She was already grateful to have this opportunity, so how could she dare to let him serve her?
"My lord... please let me do it myself. I can't accept this... If outsiders find out, they'll say I don't know the proper etiquette..."
"I said I can accept it, so I can accept it. Besides, you're my woman. Who else but me would dare to say anything to you?"
Then, the spoon came to Zhang Xiaoyu's lips and said softly, "My dear wife, open your mouth."
Zhang Xiaoyu felt her heart melting, and she didn't say anything more. Tears welled up in her eyes, but her mouth still opened.
At that moment, she experienced an unprecedented happiness, feeling that all the previous hardships had been worthwhile…
However, Zhang Xiaoyu only ate half of the porridge and then stopped. She had endured the pain early in the morning to carefully cook this bowl of porridge for Jing Zhe. She couldn't possibly eat it all without her own man taking a bite, could she?
Jing Zhe stopped insisting and, after Zhang Xiaoyu fed him the remaining half bowl of porridge, he took her hand and sat on the bed, asking curiously, "Xiaoyu, what were you doing here last night?"
Last night, Jing Zhe was excited ever since he left the Prime Minister's residence, thinking that Zhu Xinning had promised him that she would do anything. Little did he know that what awaited him was far more exciting than he had imagined!
Moreover, Zhu Xinning deliberately didn't light the lamp. It wasn't until Jing Zhe, drunk, entered the room and started groping the beauty on the bed that he realized what was happening. Although he had been away from Jingzhou for some time, he still knew Zhu Xinning very well, and it didn't match up at all!
So he stopped and asked a few questions, but no one answered. This made him even more curious. Even though changing people at the last minute was exciting, he was still curious. So he groped around to light a lamp so he could see who was letting him take liberties with him but remained silent!
When he turned on the light, he realized that the person he had pinned down without saying a word was Zhang Xiaoyu.
When Jing Zhe heard the news, he was still a little stunned.
Although the two confirmed their relationship before leaving Jingzhou, it was far from the point they were ready to take...
(The abbreviation here is somewhat redundant, but it's for the benefit of many pirate readers, otherwise they wouldn't know what happened...)
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