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Don't want her to work hard?
Gillian stopped her tears and looked at the official beside her with suspicion.
Zhao Yanping lowered his eyes, and there was no trace of tenderness on his cold face.
Gillian understood, and wiped the corners of her eyes with her middle sleeve and said to herself, "The official doesn't like it, but he doesn't like it. Why do you have to say such words to coax me? You are right. I wasted money and spent money randomly. I thought that if I carefully sew a robe for the official, the official would get closer to me and no longer treat me as an outsider at all times."
A Jiao was annoyed that he would not accept the gifts she sewed in a month with one stitch. After annoyed, she found that she had accidentally revealed her desire to get close to him. A Jiao was ashamed and threw herself on the pillow, and she felt sad from her heart and sobbed quietly.
At this time, Gillian couldn't tell whether the official did not touch her because of his vow, or whether it was really boring to her.
Sometimes he was kind to her, making her as sweet as honey, and sometimes he was cold and fierce, making her feel frightened and dared not get close to her.
Not as good as my aunt, at least Gillian knew that she could not please her aunt, so she completely cut off her thoughts and felt at ease in her heart.
She cried sadly, just like the wedding night, and felt very aggrieved. Zhao Yanping explained helplessly: "Why did I coax you? You have to wash clothes and do needlework. I really don't want you to work too hard, otherwise why would I not like such a good robe?"
Ah Jiao was crying sadly, and she could not hear it: "What's the hard work of making a robe? Last time the old lady asked me to concentrate on needlework and threading, the official was unwilling to do all the work. Why didn't he see the official at that time be afraid that I would work hard? You just don't like the robe I made, don't like me to flatter you, don't like me..."
She looked through the old accounts that Zhao Yanping had almost forgotten. Zhao Yanping had a headache and glanced at the door panel. He put down the curtain and lowered his voice: "I just persuaded the old lady casually. If I didn't persuade her and directly agreed to let her cook, the old lady would feel uncomfortable. She felt that I favored you and no longer obeyed her. If that was true, she would not scold me, but would find a way to deal with you."
Gillian didn't believe it, and the veil covered her eyes and said, "The old lady wishes you loved me and spoiled me, how could she get angry about this? The official doesn't need to coax people anymore. You keep saying that you want to support me for the rest of your life, but you don't let me serve you to dress and wash. You wipe your body and don't let me see it. Isn't this disgust?"
Zhao Yanping encountered this situation for the first time. She used to be afraid of him and listened to him honestly. Tonight it turned out to be a word from him, and her little mouth popped up several words to refute him.
"The official really doesn't want me, so I'll return the documents to take the concubine. I'll go out to rent a house alone."
Gillian said angrily. After saying that, she had a shed, rouge and craftsmanship. She was not a concubine of the Zhao family. She could set up a stall outside by herself and still make money. After making money, she bought a maid and servant to serve her. Why bother to stay here and be disliked?
The impulse came quickly and surgingly. Gillian wiped her eyes and got out of the silent man. She took out the hidden money bag, counted twenty taels of silver and stuffed it into the cold man's arms. She lowered her head and said, "The ten taels of silver that the official hired me, and the ten taels of silver that the wife gave me are here. I have not taken advantage of the rest. The official will return the documents of taking concubines to me, and give me another letter to the concubines. I will leave tomorrow morning."
Zhao Yanping knew that she was talking about angry words, and the source of the anger was to believe that he disliked her.
He handed the silver back and looked at her and said, "I really don't think of you."
Gillian didn't want money, so she turned her head and said, "You go and write a book for me."
Her lips were pursed tightly, but tears fell down the corners of her eyes, flowing all the way to her pink lips, and she obviously didn't want to leave.
Zhao Yanping stood up and wanted to stuff the silver back into her wallet.
A Jiao avoided his hand, but she didn't want it. Zhao Yanping chased her and A Jiao kept retreating. The two of them walked around the bed, but the silver was still in Zhao Yanping's hand. Seeing that A Jiao wanted to continue turning, a burning fire suddenly broke out from Zhao Yanping's chest, snatched the money bag from her hand and threw it on the ground. Then he grabbed A Jiao's wrist and pressed the person down!
The two fell to the quilt together. Before Jiao could react, Zhao Yanping suddenly pulled open her collar and went down her fair neck. The cow chewed peony and made trouble.
Gillian's little shirt was not embroidered with peonies, but a cluster of orchids embroidered. A goose-yellow orchid on the branch was in the right place. However, in the blink of an eye, the lifelike and beautiful little yellow flower was caught in the mouth by the man with red eyes.
Just now, Gillian was like a fish that was thrown to the ground by a fisherman. She was stunned and at a loss. After being so rude by Zhao Yanping, Gillian's little fish seemed to be thrown into a oil pan by a fisherman. She made her little hands push his shoulders and her legs were pressed by him, and she only had a pair of small feet to helplessly hit the ground.
"Official, please stop!" The strange feeling was like a surging river, and it was about to swallow her. Gillian patted his shoulder with one hand and covered his mouth with the other to prevent himself from making more uncontrollable screams.
Zhao Yanping raised his head, with a few red and thick breaths in his black eyes clearer than his voice: "Didn't you say I dislike you? Didn't you ask me to leave my concubine because I didn't touch you? Now that I touch you, can it prove that I don't dislike you?"
Gillian was frightened by his crazy appearance, and was even more afraid that he would bite her again. The official was so strong that he would bite her off by accident?
"Yes, the official did not dislike me. It was me. I misunderstood the official." Gillian didn't dare to look directly at the red eyes, and grabbed the quilt with her little hand to cover herself.
Zhao Yanping threw the quilt away, frightened Gillian so much that she rolled to the corner of the bed with her legs in her arms, and shrank into a ball.
Zhao Yanping stood up, and the gauze tent that had just been placed on his back naturally fell down, blocking his figure hazy.
Through the gauze, Zhao Yanping looked at the little woman inside and resolutely took off her midsummer and even took off her pants.
Gillian had already covered her eyes. Peeping was the same thing. He took the initiative to let her see it, but Gillian was panicked.
She didn't dare to look, Zhao Yanping lifted the gauze tent and knelt up. When A Jiao heard his movements, she shrank towards the bed. When Zhao Yanping saw her, she carried her to the middle of the bed like a chicken. A Jiao was so scared that she covered her face and lay down. Zhao Yanping pressed her back like a mountain. A Jiao groaned. At this moment, he lowered his head and squirted out a turbid alcohol smell when he was breathing.
"Don't you think I don't allow you to watch it? Why don't you dare to watch it now?"
Gillian was really afraid, not because she was crushed to death by the official's heavy body, but because she was afraid of being stabbed to death by him. Only the knocking sticks left in her mind were the hands of the laundry ladies by the washing clothes by the river.
At this moment, Gillian finally understood why the prostitutes in Huayuelou were so painful when they were bullied by the arrestees.
A Jiao trembled and thought, if the official really wanted to fulfill her family's relationship, she would probably not see the sun tomorrow!
"I won't look at it anymore. Master, please go down quickly. You are so heavy. I'm going to be breathless." Jiao tried not to think about the fierce thing that belonged to Master who was tightly pressed against her, and begged bitterly.
Zhao Yanping still suppressed her and said loudly: "I have sworn that I can't find Xiangyun for one day and will not get married on my own. You really want it. I will give you a swear. If you don't dare, don't hook me up. If you don't want to wait with me, I will let you go tomorrow, but don't blame me for despising you. I, Zhao Yanping, is not that kind of person."
Ah Jiao finally understood why the official would not let her see her and not let her serve her in close proximity, because after she saw her, the official would suffer the torment of wanting to keep the oath.
Gillian suddenly felt very distressed. She just thought about holding the official's heart, but forgot the official's pain.
Miss Xiangyun is missing. Good luck will lead to good results. Bad luck may lead to bad luck like her. Maybe she is being ravaged by a man. In this case, how can the official hug his wife and concubine with peace of mind and be happy alone?
"I won't leave. I will wait for the news about Miss Xiangyun with the official. Unless the official drives me away, I will never be angry with the official again." A Jiao lay obediently under him, and said gently and firmly.
The one who motivated Zhao Yanping to get drunk was that she was leaving. Now that she was not leaving, the fire on Zhao Yanping's chest gradually went out.
He got off her, walked out of the gauze tent, picked up the garment that had been thrown on the ground and put it on.
Gillian didn't dare to move around, so she pulled up her quilt and lay motionless.
Zhao Yanping put her money bag on the dressing table, blew the lights, and stood outside alone for a long time before going back to bed.
Gillian was so arrogant that she didn't dare to show off.
Inside the quilt, her middle cloak was still torn open, and the little cloak was so big that the official bite was bitten. At that time, she was shocked and panicked and afraid of losing a piece of flesh. Now she was lying on the same quilt with the official, and the wet and cold part was pressed against her, and Jiao felt a strange feeling, as if the official's lips were still there.
Gillian's face turned red silently, and her almond eyes looked at the tent above her head in a hazy way.
It's so strange, why didn't the official kiss her mouth when he was drunk, but instead bit her? Is there anything special about it?
But Gillian can only hide this question, no one can ask, and no one dares to ask.
Xiaoyi had fucked, and Ajiao slowly fell asleep. How could Ajiao, who usually had no dreams, had a dream that night. She dreamed that the official did not obey her begging and stopped, but continued to bite her fiercely, and wanted to force the terrifying evil thing to her. Ajiao hurried while hiding, but the official was too strong and she couldn't hide. It was Cui Niang who rushed in when she heard the crying and helped her pull the official away.
Half-wake-up, Gillian thought in a daze that Cui Niang was the best for her in this family. She smiled and called her little lady every day, rushing to do things for her, and making money for her.
Zhao Yanping also dreamed. There was no Cui Niang in his dream, only A Jiao who was crying and pushing him with her hands and kicking her with her feet, but it was useless. In the end, he succeeded and kept calling the official in aggrieved manner, but he seemed to be unable to hear, only caring about himself and bullying her again and again.
At the end of the dream, Zhao Yanping suddenly woke up.
The headache was about to break out. Zhao Yanping looked out the window. It was dawn and the crowing of roosters came from afar.
Zhao Yanping withdrew his gaze and looked inside. He didn't see the bed, and her fair and sleeping little face came into view.
Chapter completed!