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The next morning.
In the bedroom in the main hall of Mozhu Courtyard, the morning sun shines into the room, and the sunlight falls like particles on every corner.
The bedroom in the house is not big. It was originally just a place where Jia Zheng occasionally took a nap when he was studying.
After placing a large bed and a small couch, there is not much room.
The small couch is where the personal maids sleep together. In the past, Ping'er would sleep peacefully on this couch, but today, there was no one on the small couch.
And stepping onto the bed, a pair of people were lying behind the curtain
Ping'er slowly opened his eyes, turned his face, and looked at Jia Cong, who was still sleeping with his eyes closed and his left cheek a little scratched. He saw that even in his dream, his brows were slightly furrowed, and a hint of light appeared in his almond-shaped eyes. Feeling distressed.
Last night, Jia Cong and Ping'er talked a lot.
For the first time, I confided what happened when I was in Dongluyuan, the suffering of that year, the pain of that year, the injury of that year, and the loneliness of that year
He also talked about the current situation of the Jia family, the difficulties and dangers of the government, the future threats of the New Party, and the reasons why he had to work hard.
Finally, I also talked about yesterday¡¯s danger, yesterday¡¯s disappointment and depression, yesterday¡¯s exhaustion
Ping'er learned for the first time that Jia Cong had so many things and so much pressure on his heart.
She blamed herself for not being able to help him, but he smiled and said, "You are only responsible for your beauty," and then just trust him.
Ping'er was infected by his confident smile, but still felt distressed.
Therefore, Jia Cong¡¯s request to sleep in the same bed was accepted
But Jia Cong didn¡¯t do anything. He even said with a smile that he was growing taller and didn¡¯t want to be just a five-foot-tall man in the future.
And explained the relationship to her in detail
Ping'er was embarrassed and amused to see him explain to her the relationship between "semen, blood", "protein" and the development of Lao Shizi without being shy, generous and natural.
She already knew about the personnel, and the nuns talked a lot in private, but nothing as fresh as what Jia Cong said.
With her head buried in shyness, she decided to prepare two more chickens for breakfast today and give Jia Cong more protein
Thinking about what happened last night, Ping'er gradually became lost in thought.
Until suddenly I felt an arm coming across in front of me and blocking my chest
"oops!"
Ping'er woke up instantly, let out a soft cry, and turned to Jia Cong with a red face.
Sometimes she even wonders what kind of heart Jia Cong has. He is clearly a gentleman, but when he does such things, his face does not turn red and his heart does not beat. He is confident and reasonable, just like eating and drinking tea
"Sister Ping'er, good morning."
Jia Cong greeted him seriously, his appearance as pure as the morning dew.
Seeing this, the blushing Ping'er suddenly laughed out loud for some reason.
Then he lay on the pillow, with a handful of black hair scattered aside, and started laughing.
Until Jia Cong¡¯s arm retreated and he directly held a place with his hand
"Whew"
Ping'er raised his head, his face was like the sunset, his almond-shaped eyes were full of water, and he looked at Jia Cong, and said angrily: "Cong'er"
Jia Cong chuckled, retracted his hand and said, "Confucius said: Food, drink, sex, and sex are the main sources of human desire. Mencius also said: Food, sex, and sex. This means that it is natural for close people to do intimate things. , in line with the way of heaven, no need to be shy.
Therefore, the vast majority of scholars are sanctimonious on the surface, but do whatever they want in private, as taught by the Second Saint.
??????????????????????? But I¡¯m still a little young in all aspects so I can only have a taste of it now. "
Ping'er's eyes were filled with mist. He listened to what he said but didn't take it into his heart.
Not to mention just touching, even if Jia Cong really wants to do something to her, she will not resist, she is a girl.
It¡¯s just that I feel a little disappointed in my heart, because he said at the beginning
"The rest will be discussed in the future when we go to the church to get married, during the wedding night."
Jia Cong didn¡¯t know what Ping¡¯er was thinking, but he smiled while getting up to change clothes.
Hearing this, Ping'er suddenly woke up and said quickly: "Cong'er, please stop talking about this. How can I bear it?"
Jia Cong got down from the bed and held Ping'er down to prevent her from getting up to serve. He put on his shoes, put his hair back on his head, turned around and said with a smile: "Can't help it? Haha, sister Ping'er, most people in the world make fun of me for being the son of an oiran, why not?" Therefore, you look down upon me. Some people also laugh at you because you have been a slave for generations and cannot stand on the stage. But in my heart, who is nobler than us?
Yousp; She quickly stood up and kowtowed to apologize.
The Queen Mother should not overdo it. Her family background is different from usual, so she always has to leave some dignity for the world to see.
After snorting, she asked Concubine Nan'an to kneel down.
As soon as Concubine Nan'an left Ciqing Palace, someone from the palace took away her entry card.
"Stealing chickens but losing rice, harming others and not benefiting oneself, in the end, shot oneself in the foot, leaving Princess Nan'an in tears"
After he left, Ye Qing turned back to a smiling face, walked to the Queen Mother's phoenix couch and sat down, smiling: "Old ancestor, how should I reward my grandson?"
The Queen Mother snorted and said angrily: "I'll reward you with a piece of cornmeal! Tell me, what happened yesterday?"
Ye Qing raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "Old ancestor, my grandson used a clever trick yesterday, which made Uncle Jiu lose his will to die, began to receive treatment from the doctor, and got better again, shouldn't he be rewarded?"
Hearing this, the Queen Mother¡¯s expression changed, tears accumulated in her eyes and she said: ¡°My poor Nine Emperor¡¯s son¡±
Ye Qing hurriedly coaxed: "Ancestor, don't worry, Uncle Jiu is fine now. He survived the whole night yesterday, and no matter what, he had to wait until he saw me come out of the palace as he pleased before he could close his eyes with peace of mind. Ancestor, you said I should reward you." Shouldn¡¯t it be rewarded?¡±
The Queen Mother hesitated when she heard the words, and said: "What do you mean?"
Ye Qing said with a smile: "I'll wait for two years and wait until Uncle Jiu's body is strong. Why did I talk about Jia Qingchen yesterday? I know that he is easy to talk on the face but tough in his bones."
Yesterday, the guard Gu Feng next to Uncle Jiu moved his hands. Jia Cong¡¯s face was broken, but he still didn¡¯t let go. I was worried when I looked at him!
"Think about it, Queen Mother, if Jia Cong hadn't held on yesterday and let go, Uncle Jiu would have been really in danger!" "
"Really? Was Ninth Brother really in such danger yesterday?"
A deep voice came, and the expressions of the Queen Mother and Ye Qing both changed, and they turned to look at the person
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