Last night, Nanzhi deliberately sent Niu Niu away.
Otherwise, given Niu Niu's behavior, he would definitely come in and pull Shen Huaixu aside.
They might also ask—
"Miss, what's this little slut doing all that huffing and puffing on you?"
"Miss, why is your face so red?"
"Miss, does it hurt a lot? Why are you..."
Nanzhi quickly stopped imagining.
However, she didn't expect Meimei to be so good at handling things.
Meimei was someone Nan Yao arranged for the original owner of the body, in order to urge her and Shen Huaixu to consummate their marriage.
Last night, when Nanzhi asked her to buy aphrodisiacs, she was overjoyed.
She first told Nan Yao, who was overjoyed to hear that Nan Zhi had brought it up herself.
Regardless of how outrageous her behavior was, he immediately asked Meimei to buy two packets of aphrodisiacs.
One packet was put into Shen Huaixu's rice, and the other packet was put into Nanzhi's wine.
The reason for giving the gift to Nanzhi was to prevent her from deserting at the last minute.
Nan Zhi had actually noticed it while she was drinking, but she pretended not to know.
After all, she's happy to have someone take the blame for her.
Nan Yao did indeed arrive in the latter half of the night.
He was so looking forward to today that he wanted to come and see.
Shen Huaixu might hate Nan Yao because of this, but Nan Yao will die unexpectedly a year later. Although Shen Huaixu will return to Qingzhou to become the young city lord, he will not be able to seek revenge on the dead.
Should Nan Zhi save Nan Yao?
Aside from the mission, Nanzhi didn't want to get involved in anything else.
Now, staring at her points that had risen to four hundred and her favorability rating that had increased to ten percent, Nan Zhi smiled happily.
Men, they say no, but their bodies don't always tell the truth.
Although the original owner had a violent temper, her body was incredibly supple. That scoundrel Shen Huaixu must be madly in love with her.
Otherwise, what else could it be but self-deception if the guy who wanted to kill her was still holding her waist even after the effects of the drug had worn off?
Nanzhi later fell into a deep sleep.
When she opened her eyes, it was already midday.
He was covered with a blanket, but there was no one beside him on the pillow.
There was also an indescribable smell in the air.
With the slightest movement, she felt a wet, slippery sensation in her lower abdomen.
Her face felt a little hot, so she patted it lightly, took a deep breath, and then dragged her aching body out of bed.
Meimei had been waiting outside for a while. When she heard a noise inside, she quickly knocked on the door and came in.
When she saw Nanzhi, she was taken aback.
Nan Zhi was only wearing an outer garment. Perhaps because her arms were sore, she didn't even have the strength to straighten her clothes. As a result, the garment was loosely draped over her body, revealing many ambiguous marks.
She must have cried last night, because her eyes and the tip of her nose were a little red, and her little face was pink and tender, like a newly blooming flower bud.
Looking at her from the left, her face and eyes were even more beautiful than those of the Second Miss, the most beautiful woman in Cangwu County.
But when I saw her face...
Meimei sighed as she looked at the large, red birthmark.
If it weren't for this birthmark, the young lady's temper would probably never be so volatile.
She didn't really like the young lady's temper. Sometimes she wanted to advise her not to care too much about what others thought, but she didn't dare to speak up because of her temperament.
Fearing her scolding, Meimei glanced at it and then hurriedly moved away.
"Miss, your servant will help you with your washing up."
"Where's Niu Niu?" Nan Zhi asked.
Meimei was surprised as soon as she spoke.
The voice was somewhat low and hoarse, but not unpleasant to hear.
The tone is like delicate silk, soft and lingering, it sounds wonderful.
Nanzhi didn't seem to notice how pleasant her voice was; she simply frowned slightly and asked, "What's wrong?"
Meimei was overjoyed.
Did the young lady scold her for being in a daze?
So, going to the bridal chamber with your son-in-law really does work.
"Niu Niu has gone to fetch water. Miss, please feel free to ask me anything."
Nanzhi rubbed her arms in disgust: "I want to take a bath, go and prepare hot water."
He seemed to utterly loathe himself for having entered the bridal chamber with Shen Huaixu the previous night.
Meimei was somewhat puzzled.
It was clearly the aphrodisiac she wanted.
"If my father hadn't kept urging me, I wouldn't have..."
She clenched her fists angrily, but because she was too tired last night, her words came out soft and lacked any threat.
So that's how it is.
Meimei didn't dare to persuade her and hurriedly went to prepare hot water.
Later, Nanzhi washed and cursed at the same time.
"Shen Huaixu, you filthy man, I'm going to kill you."
...
His words revealed his disgust for Shen Huaixu.
When Shen Huaixu heard others discussing this, he was feeding the horses in the stable.
He appeared perfectly normal, still with that aloof and indifferent demeanor, but his eyes were strikingly dark.
Dislike him?
It's as if he doesn't mind her.
Shen Huaixu was busy all day.
In the morning, I have to sweep the floor, wash clothes, and chop firewood; in the afternoon, I have to feed the horses, pick vegetables, and wash dishes.
He lived a life worse than a servant in the Shen family.
But this afternoon, while he was picking vegetables, a message came down from above.
"The master said that the son-in-law will no longer have to do these rough jobs."
Shen Huai listened expressionlessly.
He knew that Nan Yao couldn't possibly have good intentions.
"From now on, the son-in-law should go to the young lady's courtyard to take care of her."
really……
The messenger was Butler Li, who patted Nan Yao on the shoulder: "Young Master, seize this opportunity; your good fortune is about to begin."
"Would you like this good fortune?"
"Hey, son-in-law, what are you saying..."
Shen Huaixu returned to his room to pack his things.
It was called his room, but it was just a dilapidated woodshed, filled with firewood. There was a bed board just big enough for one person to sleep on, covered with a worn-out quilt, and piled with two or three sets of linen clothes and a book that had been burned and was now only half-burnt. That was all his belongings.
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