An Zhongtao also had an idea in his mind. He thought that was probably what his mother meant. He did not object because he felt that his cousin, such a strong-willed woman, was willing to be his concubine. This made him feel satisfied and quite contented.
He gradually began to respond to his cousin's feelings.
For example, a few days ago, Shen Biyun said she had cooked a table of hometown dishes and invited him to eat. Shen Biyun was dressed very charmingly that day, and the room was hot. She took off her coat and only wore casual clothes to serve him food and wine. The fragrance from her body penetrated into his nose. Fortunately, he thought about his wife giving birth to a new son for him, and he felt a little sorry for her by doing this, so he calmed down and did not continue.
An Zhongtao didn't know what Shen Biyun's expression was after he left. She smiled secretly for a long time and leaned against the door, looking like a young girl in love.
A few days later, Shen Biyun came to invite An Zhongtao again, saying that the old lady had rewarded her with a few pheasants, which she stewed using traditional methods, adding rice wine, chili peppers given by outsiders, and also prepared some liquor.
It was snowing heavily outside and the court was dismissed early, so it was a perfect day for sitting on the kang and drinking. An Zhongtao went there and found that the house was as warm as spring. She had lit a stove and a brazier. As soon as he entered the house, he was hit by hot steam. The daffodils on the table were in bloom, which made An Zhongtao's heart move. He liked daffodils the most, but because he was in the army, he didn't have the heart to do so. Later, he gradually lost interest in them. He didn't expect that she still cared about him and knew his preference.
He only remembered that when he was young, Shen Biyun didn't often come to the general's mansion. How did she know?
Shen Biyun was wearing a gouache dress today, looking like spring, delicate and lively.
As soon as she entered the house, she ran forward happily, took off An Zhongtao's coat, and said, "Cousin, do you think the snow is falling at the right time? In previous years, it would snow heavily at this time. Once it snowed, my cousin would go hunting. I still remember that year, my cousin went out for a day and only brought back a pheasant. He was so angry that he even let the pheasant go..."
Of course An Zhongtao remembered it. He smiled and said, "It's amazing that you can still remember something that happened so long ago."
"How long ago was it? Sometimes when I think about it, it seems like it happened just yesterday." Shen Biyun smiled, and the expression on her face became even more charming.
The two sat down. An Zhongtao didn't know what to say for a moment. He just took a bite of the food. It tasted really good. Maybe he was used to the food in the mansion, and it was a good change of taste. So, he couldn't help but take a few more bites. Shen Biyun knew what was going on when she saw this. It seems that the old saying is right. No matter how old a man is, to capture his heart you have to capture his stomach.
The other braised dishes were all very tasty, just the key flavors that suited the general's taste. The pheasant was stewed boiling hot, and the charcoal fire underneath was still red. An Zhongtao was reminded of the wild fun. This way, it would be more suitable for a few close friends to have a drink together. However, he did not say it, but the red sleeves adding to the wine and the wine adding to the fragrance was also meaningful.
If she became his concubine, she would be less sour than Lian Jinrong and more interesting and gentle, which would be a beautiful thing in the world.
Men have always been greedy. I'm afraid An Qingran never thought of this.
The two of them were getting drunker. Shen Biyun saw that the time was almost right, so she stood up and walked to An Zhongtao. Under the pretext of pouring wine for him, she pretended to be drunk and leaned on An Zhongtao, smiling, "It's really a bit too much..."
An Zhongtao's face was flushed and he was hesitating whether to push her away. When Shen Biyun saw that An Zhongtao didn't react immediately, she became bolder and pressed her chest against An Zhongtao's shoulders. She was covered with aphrodisiac powder, so how could An Zhongtao bear it?
His big hand slowly put down the wine glass in his hand, turned his head and looked at Shen Biyun: "Cousin, you are really drunk..."
"Yes, why don't you help me to the bed to rest, cousin? I can't walk anymore..." She also hugged his neck with her other hand, her drunken eyes were silky, her red lips were delicate and gently pouted, as if she was angry, and even more as if she was inviting him. Seeing her like this, An Zhongtao's heart couldn't help but rise and fall, and rise and fall again. Under the influence of the alcohol, he had lost some of his persistence, and because he hadn't touched a woman for a month, he was struggling with his desire. The two were in a stalemate, and An Zhongtao thought to himself that his mother also intended to introduce her to him as a concubine, so had he made it true?
But the images of Lian Jinyu and An Mingchen appeared in his mind again, and he began to hesitate. Shen Biyun knew that he was on the verge of collapse. As long as she added fuel to the fire, it would be fine. She opened her mouth to say that she was hot, and her fingers pulled at her collar. Just as she was about to act, there was a knock on the door suddenly, and the two intoxicated people immediately sat up straight. Shen Biyun said, "Who is it?"
"Mom, it's me. I'm back." Qin Yaozu's voice sounded outside.
"Why are you back so early? Go to your aunt's place and play for a while." Although Shen Biyun felt that it was a bit shameless to say this, she really didn't want him to disturb her at this moment.
She didn't know if she was being too suspicious, but she felt that every time she invited An Zhongtao to come, he would show up at any time.
Sure enough, it was the same this time, and he was very persistent the first time he showed up. He had to come in, and he did whatever he was supposed to do after he came in, as if there was no one else in the room. This kind of Qin Yaozu made Shen Biyun more afraid. How could he, a little kid, look like he had a conspiracy?
An Zhongtao left and Qin Yaozu entered the room. Seeing the food and wine all over the room, he sat down, picked up the chopsticks and started eating.
Shen Biyun tidied her clothes: “Why are you leaving school so early?”
"Not early." Tan Yaozu said lightly.
"Did the teacher assign homework?"
"No, mother, I don't want to leave..." Qin Yaozu suddenly became quiet and threw down his chopsticks. He began to cry, "I don't want to leave. Please don't send me away, okay?"
"What do you mean by leaving? Where are you going?" Shen Biyun didn't know where to start.
"Are you going to marry your cousin uncle?" Qin Yaozu did not avoid the question this time, but asked his mother directly.
Shen Biyun was stunned when she heard this: "Where did you hear that? Who said that?"
"Who said that? The servants are all talking about you marrying your cousin uncle. Mother, please don't get married, okay?"
"Whoever is such a bastard and gossips, I know I won't skin him alive. Yaozu, don't worry, mother will not ignore you even if she gets married, so don't cry, okay?" When Shen Biyun was persuading Qin Yaozu, she remembered why he was so abnormal recently. It turned out that it was because he heard the news.
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