Getting up early is the day of rest. Money hasn't even gotten up.

Han opened his eyes and felt warm and comfortable. After rubbing for a few strokes, he suddenly came back to his senses.

"Awaken?" Qian Yue's voice was deep.

"Uncle...I...I'm dirty..." My aunt is so ill. When her body is unclean, how dare she keep a man here?

Even though Qian Yue is only her, she feels frightened.

"Han." Qian Yue shouted: "I'll name you Yan'er." Just like when he was a child, he saw the little swallow falling from the eaves, he was panicked.

"Uncle...yes, thank you for giving the name." Han was happy.

"Does Yan'er want to stay with me in the future? She's always together." Qian Yue asked.

Han was stunned and looked at him blankly: "I...I...I...concubine..."

"Be my wife." Qian Yue played with her hands: "Don't worry about me having other women. Even if there is, you won't be a problem. You will never have to drink the decoction that makes you uncomfortable. Do you think?"

Do you think about it? She dreams, but she dare not.

"Is it... Is it... I did something wrong? Master... I'll change it, please don't... don't want me." Han got up, and regardless of how little he was wearing, he knelt on the couch.

The posture is indescribable and pitiful.

Qian Yue looked at her. Her pure white inner clothes were shining through the sun, and she didn't have much flesh on her body.

When I first met him, I was also a little girl with a baby fat that had not yet shedded. How beautiful.

He reached out and pulled her down and hugged her: "I have been wronged over the years. But your origin is destined to suffer these grievances."

"Master, I... I'm from a humble background, please don't want me. Just give me a place, I...I..."

Tell me to see you from time to time...

Han cried in tears: "I will not get in the future, I will not get in the way, and I will not get in the eyes, and my grandma will not come in...I..."

"It's so pitiful." Qian Yue reached out and pressed her face: "If you stop crying, I'll tell you a good thing."

Han wanted to stop her, but for the first time she cried so much in front of Qian Yue.

But it's so sad that I'll stop there for a while?

On the contrary, the more I wanted to stop, the more I cried, the more I felt. I even thought to myself, maybe he just left?

Whether he doesn't come in the future, she can still see him during festivals. She is the concubine who is included in the genealogy and has a status. She always sees him.

I will never be held by him again. The more I think this way, the more I can't stop.

Tears were like floods, surging out uncontrollably.

Qian Yue didn't say anything or look at her. He just hugged her gently and touched her slowly on her back.

I was thinking about how to do the best of this.

It looks like a ruthless man, letting his woman cry and keeping her anger over her voice.

But in fact, he thought that although Han had seen a good life in the past few years, he had always felt a sense of depression in his heart that he could not relieve it, and it was a bad thing to cry.

I don’t know how long it took, when Qian Yue felt very hungry, Han finally stopped crying.

I couldn't cry anymore, the pain in my heart was like a hole, getting deeper and deeper, but the tears couldn't flow out after all.

"Stop crying? Since you don't cry, you're just owing me something." Qian Yue said.

"What's the matter?" Han's voice was hoarse, with some discouragement that she didn't even notice.

Qian Yue narrowed his eyes: "Is it discouraged? Well? Don't you care about me very much? I like me and I want to die. Is this discouraged?"

The more money is, the more dissatisfied.

Han's heart trembled, and tears that he thought were gone came out again: "I don't..."

"But, after you suffer these tortures, I won't care about you anymore." Qian Yue snorted: "If you ask you, you haven't answered yet, are you willing?"

Han was stunned for a while before he realized what he was saying was what he was asking just now...

"I know that my status is low and I dare not ask for it. I... why should I test my concubine? If I don't want to ask my concubine to serve me again after getting married, I'd better move to a clean place... I just stay in the mansion." In this way, I can still see you during festivals.

"Tell me the truth. Do you want to, don't talk nonsense to me." Qian Yue frowned and raised her chin to look at her.

Han shook again, and bit his lip and said, "I want to."

She said it very quietly, but it was very firm.

"I can't say it long ago? Since I want to, I'll take good care of myself. I'll give you ten days to take care of my health. At that time, I'll send you to the talent show." Qian Yue sat up: "Get up, I'm going to starve to death. When is the time to go?"

Han sat there with his mouth wide open, looking at Qian Yue stupidly.

"So smart people don't understand? Well? I've helped you straighten you. How do you repay me? How do you serve me?" Qian Yue asked, pinching her chin.

Han was still stunned and said for a while: "Why...Master coaxed me..."

"What are you coaxing you? You have never had any bad thoughts in the past few years. From now on, you will not be Han. I will find you an identity to enter the palace and show. I have to use all my relatives to stuff you, who is not a virgin. You should be more motivated. Don't let everyone see it."

Han really couldn't recover. She looked at Qian Yue blankly: "Who am I?"

"Mrs. and the old lady...they..."

"It seems that I can't wait for this breakfast." Qian Yue let go and looked at Han in displeasure.

Han was still stunned. After a while, Qian Yue reached out and threw the clothes on her: "Dress up."

When Han’s machinery goes to the ground, he has to pay for money to dress.

Qian Yue laughed: "Idiot! This is your clothes!"

Han looked down and saw that it was indeed pink clothes...

His face turned red: "I...I..."

"If you hadn't had your period now, I would have been able to kill you now." Qian Yue glanced at her and said, "I'll give you a quarter of an hour. If you can't have breakfast, what you said just now is not counting."

Han was left in the inner room, and Qian Yue went out gracefully.

This stupid woman.

He thought so, but the corners of his mouth smiled, obviously he didn't really think so.

Han was in the inner room, mechanically letting the servants take care of changing clothes, and then pinched himself hard, frowned in pain.

"Oh, aunt, what's wrong with you?" The girl was frightened.

"I... it's okay, it's okay." Han shook his head and shook his head again: "It's okay."

The old man never tells lies... the old man won't coax her.

Han lowered his head, covering all the emotions in his eyes, his body trembled, but he was still soft and waited by his servants.

When she finally got out, she saw the old lady saying, "Hello, aunt, the old lady is gone. The old lady said that she had just said that she asked her to do as she did. Come and see her in the evening."

The woman looked at her worriedly.

"Okay, OK," Han nodded, and tears came out again.
Chapter completed!