[Chapter 125 Chapter 125 Becoming a Popular Person after Divorce (2)]
The entire Yan State has been shrouded in extreme heat recently, and even in the house one seems to be able to feel the heat.
The ice in the ice jar has melted and the room is extremely hot and stuffy.
The man who came in just lifted the beaded curtain, bringing a gust of fresh breeze.
Yan Qing had just finished her nap. The veil draped over her shoulders could not cover her bright red bellyband, and her plump breasts made the embroidered pattern of twin lotus flowers look three-dimensional.
Han Sheng came in a hurry, and as soon as his concerned eyes fell on her, they quickly lowered their heads to the embroidered shoes on the ground.
"Excuse me." He bowed and turned back to the bead curtain, with his back to the bed.
Yan Qing did not miss the faint blush on the tip of his ear.
Her feet touched the ground and she took the clothes from the hanger and put them on.
It’s already a hot day and I have to put on a few outer clothes. Even if they are thin, it’s still hard to bear.
It would be better to take off all the clothes.
She looked around the man's straight back and slender waist, and took a few steps forward to walk out of the bead curtain.
The two of them sat at a table inside.
"My husband, why are you walking so fast?" She looked at the person who came with a smile on her face.
Han Sheng had thick eyebrows and star-like eyes, with sharp brow peaks, deep eyelid folds, and his long hair was neatly tied up with a jade crown.
He was tall and thin, and the blue shirt he wore made him look like a pine tree or a snowy crane.
The palace belt makes her waist look as thin as a bamboo.
His eyes were clear and his voice was cold: "I heard from Liangchen that the lady seems to be unwell."
Just as he finished speaking, Liangchen, the green-clothed maid who had been fanning Yan Qing earlier, came to report that the doctor invited at the prime minister's request was waiting outside the house.
Yan Qing twisted the black hair that was wet by sweat and said with a smile: "It's just because of the heat, it's nothing serious, my husband don't have to worry."
She looked at Liangchen and said, "Ask the servants in the mansion to take the doctor back, and don't forget to give him some running fees."
Han Sheng saw the hot sweat on her forehead and took out a white towel from his bosom and handed it to her: "The weather in the capital is unorthodox, I am sorry to trouble you, Madam."
"Thank you, husband." When Yan Qing took the handkerchief, it separated from his bony fingers as soon as it touched them.
When Han Sheng withdrew his hand, his fingers moved slightly and his expression was slightly stiff.
The two have been married for more than a month, but they are still strange and distant to each other.
Judging from the original owner's memory, this was the second time she and Han Sheng met after their marriage.
The first time was in the bridal chamber.
The man bowed to her in spite of her panic, and asked her to rest early. Then he rested alone on the couch in the inner room that night.
After that, he moved to the study not far from the master bedroom.
There was no news of the couple's discord in the outside world, because the management in the Prime Minister's Mansion was strict and no one dared to gossip.
Mei Jing, a maid dressed in pink, came in, poured tea for the two of them, and then checked the ice container.
She stood behind Yan Qing and said worriedly, "The ice in the mansion has been used up, but I'm afraid the weather will be hot for a long time."
In previous years, ice reserves were simply not enough to cope with this sudden and unusual summer weather, and now ice has become a scarce commodity.
Each government office even sent soldiers to guard the private cellars, with the treasures being used in the palace first and then sent to the residences of high-ranking officials.
"Send my share to Madam first." Han Sheng stood up and held his hands in front of his abdomen with his wide long sleeves.
Regardless of what the outside world said or the original owner's impression of him, he has always been a prudent, self-disciplined, upright and polite person.
It is difficult to feel bad about a gentleman who is as gentle as the breeze and bright moon.
Yan Qing's beautiful eyes were filled with sorrow: "My husband is so exhausted from official duties that he needs Bingjian even more. How can I withdraw?"
She sighed, "If the situation in the capital is this bad, the southern towns are probably even worse. With drought and heat, it will be even harder for the people to survive."
Han Sheng looked at her, a look of surprise flashed across his eyes, but he restrained it in time.
The legitimate daughter of the Shogun's Mansion in the capital was a model of a noble lady, always doing things right. He thought that she was like other ladies, thinking only of poetry, wine, flowers and tea.
I never thought that she also cares about people's livelihood.
"Madam, don't panic. The court is already studying countermeasures." He took a step forward, raised his hand slightly, and then put it back in front of his abdomen.
Yan Qing noticed his movements, her eyes swept across his calm and slightly cold face, and she suppressed the smile on her lips.
Even after getting married, they still pay attention to the relationship between men and women.
She really wanted to know if this guy's mind was filled with the teachings of the sages while they were having sex in bed.
Or, recite a sentence and then hit your waist?
She pursed her lips and lowered the corners of her mouth: "I believe in my husband."
Han Sheng looked at her pale face, and his usually tense expression relaxed a little: "It's hot in the dry weather. If you feel unwell, please seek medical attention immediately."
Before leaving, he asked Liangchen and Meijing to prepare as much mint and black plum tea as possible.
After he left, Yan Qing lay down on the Arhat couch and took off several layers of clothes he had just put on, leaving only a bellyband and underpants.
"If you keep covering it up, you'll get prickly heat." She looked resentful.
The original owner maintained a dignified demeanor on the surface, but was much more lively in private.
Her letting go of her reserved attitude did not arouse the suspicion of her two personal maids.
But he was caught by Han Sheng who had returned.
The man covered his lips and coughed uncomfortably. He swallowed the words he wanted to say back into his stomach in an instant and turned away in a hurry.
The two maids looked at each other, and seeing Yan Qing's stunned look, they couldn't help but cover their mouths and laugh.
"The Prime Minister has finally discovered the beauty of our young lady. She is finally awakening." Mei Jing winked.
Liangchen nodded seriously and agreed: "Our young lady is so outstanding that even a wooden man can be fascinated by her."
Yan Qing chuckled, put on a stern face and pretended to be angry: "You two are always good at talking nonsense."
Thinking of Han Sheng's face, this man spoke and acted in a methodical manner. Whether he was sitting or standing, his back was straight and tense.
The movements were very orderly, as if measured with a ruler.
Han Sheng usually did not take the initiative to meet the original owner, but he had never treated her badly since she entered the mansion.
He has always advocated simplicity and was only strict with himself, but never forced the original owner to abstain from extravagance or leisure.
Instead, she asked the butler to arrange two first-class maids, four second-class maids, and eight third-class maids in addition to her personal maid according to the specifications when she was in the general's mansion.
The original owner only left four second-class maids in the courtyard, and they were usually served by Liangchen and Meijing.
Liangchen mainly takes care of her daily life, while Meijing has practiced some martial arts since she was a child, and she is considered the female guard arranged by the family to protect her.
The original owner thought that Han Sheng didn't sleep with her because he had someone else in his heart.
She was actually happy and relaxed, not feeling sad at all. She was even thinking about finding out who the person was in a roundabout way so that she could bring the person into the house and help the couple be together.
Yan Qing discovered that the little girl seemed well-behaved on the surface, but she was actually a bit wild in her heart.
She didn't like Han Sheng, a weak scholar who couldn't carry anything, and was only interested in strong men who were good at wielding guns and sticks.
If she hadn't fallen into the water at the palace banquet, her fate would probably have been that of a deputy general under her father's command.
After all, the old general had asked the late emperor for an imperial decree allowing her to marry freely.
If it weren't for this imperial edict, her general father would not have dared to refuse the new emperor's request for her to enter the palace.
Yan Qing sat up suddenly, and she discovered another key point.
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