Ji Huai knew that he was not good at dealing with backyard affairs, so he simply pointed it out to Zhao Qingyue. He didn't understand a woman's thoughts, and he didn't want to let her have another gap with him.
He never felt that he had any preference for Du Xiang. If he had to choose between two people, he would naturally choose the one he liked without hesitation.
One can imagine how surprised Zhao Qingyue was when she heard these words. She forgot her pretentious gesture and stood up suddenly in his arms.
The range of movement was too large. When she raised her head and met his eyes again, she felt guilty and her eyes flickered. She quickly hid in his arms again, put her hands on his shoulders again, and retorted in a lingering tone: "What the Marquis said is What are you talking about? It made me look like that vicious mistress. I was really in a daze that day. How could there be any malicious intent? I just acted like a little girl and acted like a little girl."
She spoke aggrievedly, but her black and white eyes were wandering around.
Listening to what he meant, there was no need to think too much. Naturally, he was on her side. As long as she didn't go too far, why was she still arguing with Du Xiang and the old lady
Even if there was trouble, she still had to bring Mr. Hou to her side. Thinking about it before, she was really stupid.
Ji Huai didn't expose her, he just said: "This is best."
Zhao Qingyue was a careless girl when she was a girl. She was used to seeing the aunts in the house being jealous of each other, and she knew that men would not pay attention to this, especially a man like the Marquis who had the world in his heart.
She doesn't want to dig deeper into these unworthy things, so what's the point? Just pretending not to understand the other meaning of his words, she raised her head again in his arms.
A pair of slender arms hung loosely around his neck, bright and charming eyes looked at him, her little cherry mouth opened and closed: "Master Marquis hasn't answered me yet, do you want to go back to the room tonight?"
When she spoke, she kept staring at him, her eyes full of affection and gentle expectation, and every move she made seemed to be seducing him.
Ji Huai's body was obviously a little stiff again, and he looked away with a embarrassed expression. After a pause, he said: "There are many affairs in the court today. I have to go to Mr. Li to discuss matters tonight, and I have to..."
"Is it possible that Mr. Marquis doesn't even need to sleep? He would rather sleep in the study than go back to the room, and he said it's not because he doesn't like me." Her red lips pursed slightly, and she didn't listen to what he said, and her grievances were written on her face.
"I've been really busy these days and often don't fall asleep until late at night. I'm afraid I'll disturb you when I go back." Ji Huai explained.
"You already had an all-nighter last night. Do you want to do it again tonight? How can your body bear it? That's not possible. You must go to bed early tonight. I will wait for Mr. Hou in the room." After she finished speaking, she added, "Hou As long as you don't come back at dawn, I will wait for you."
The couple slept in separate rooms, and some of them made irresponsible remarks, so she wanted to kidnap him back to his room.
What Ji Huai said was not an excuse. He frowned and was thinking about it when Zhao Qingyue leaned forward again, gently put her head on his shoulder, and hid in his arms, looking very dependent on him.
He cleared his throat, moved slightly, and patted her gently: "Okay."
She was also sensible, sat up obediently, and got up from his arms. She looked at him with a smile with her bright eyes: "I won't disturb Mr. Marquis here. Mr. Marquis, don't forget to go back to the house. The bed in the study is hard. It's hard to sleep on it." It’s not comfortable to wear.”
After saying that, Zhao Qingyue didn't stay long, walked out the door, twisted her waist and left with Qiulan.
Ji Huai looked at her back, her warmth still lingered in his arms, and there seemed to be a hint of fragrance left on his nose. He lowered his head, his thin lips slightly upward, revealing a faint smile.
The other end.
Du Xiang heard that Zhao Qingyue brought food to have lunch with Ji Huai, and the two stayed in the room for a long time. She tried her best to control her emotions.
no.
She couldn't give up the opportunity she finally had, otherwise she would have to work harder next time to get the two of them back together.
"Xiaoxiang, is Mr. Hou still in the study?" Du Xiang asked.
Xiaoxiang: "Master Hou left the house half an hour ago and is not in the house now."
Du Xiang tightened his hands in his sleeves and turned around. Unable to control his anxious expression, he only said to Xiaoxiang, "I'm sleepy. You go ahead and do your work."
"yes."
After Xiaoxiang left, she breathed hard to stabilize her mood, walked to the bed and sat down, grabbing the quilt with her hands so hard that veins appeared on the back of her hands.
It was getting dark.
Du Xiang did not eat dinner, nor did he deliberately ask Xiaoxiang to inquire about Ji Huai. She also calculated the approximate time and went to the door, deliberately slowing down and walking towards the road he took when he came back.
It's a pity that I didn't hit it due to bad luck.
She wasn't upset, and walked straight to the old lady's house, as if she was going to the old lady's house in the first place. On the way, she also told Xiaoxiang that she was afraid that the weather would be cold and that the old lady's legs would be uncomfortable when she slept at night, so she came to smoke her with vanilla, hoping that the old lady could sleep well at night.
Ji Huai came back very late. Du Xiang, who came back from the old lady's house, was already going to bed. After hearing the news, she couldn't rush there in the middle of the night, as it would damage her reputation.
She always knew how to be polite in front of Ji Huai, so she just asked Xiaoxiang: "Where did the Marquis go after he came back?"
"The Marquis went to the study as before."
Du Xiang's expression softened, with concern in his tone: "My cousin is busy today. He has to work in the study until midnight every day after coming back. It's really hard."
Xiaoxiang: "That's not true. I heard that the emperor is very optimistic about the Marquis. The Marquis will become a high official sooner or later!"
"My cousin cares about the country and the country. Even if he becomes a high official, he is still a good official." Du Xiang didn't even think about praising him, and there was nothing wrong with it. He then added on second thought, lowering his eyes, his eyes dimmed, "If he If I wasn’t kind-hearted, I wouldn’t leave an orphan like me in the Marquis’ Mansion.”
"Girl." Xiaoxiang felt a little uncomfortable seeing her like this.
In her opinion, Du Xiang didn't fight for it, he was grateful, and maybe he liked the Marquis a little, but when the old lady asked her to be the Marquis' aunt, she never fought, she just accepted it silently.
My wife came to the hospital to confront her that day, and she became seriously ill.
Now that she is serving Du Xiang, she naturally hopes that she can be her aunt. In this case, her status will be different.
"Thank you for your hard work, please rest early." Du Xiang raised his head and smiled again, and asked her to go down and rest.
"Girl, please rest early." Xiaoxiang stepped back.
Knowing that Ji Huai did not go to Zhao Qingyue's courtyard, Du Xiang also slept extremely comfortably.
"Miss, why don't you go to bed? It's almost midnight." Qiulan yawned and persuaded Zhao Qingyue, who was still waiting for Ji Huai, "Master Hou returned to the study and never came out. It is said that the pace I'm in a hurry, I'm going to be busy until midnight. How about we get up early tomorrow to deliver breakfast to Mr. Marquis?"
"When I said it, he didn't give me an accurate answer. I don't think he will come. I waited for most of the night and didn't see anyone." Zhao Qingyue stood up from the table, inevitably feeling disappointed. She turned around and walked to the back room. , continued to mutter, "Is Mr. Hou really that busy? Don't you have time to walk here from the study?"
"Miss." Qiulan's voice was timid.
The tacit understanding between the two of them for more than ten years made Zhao Qingyue immediately realize that something was wrong. She rolled her eyes and continued to walk in. Her tone was weak and sad: "I have been thinking about Mr. Hou for many days. I am full of joy and full of loss. I will wait for tomorrow. , I will definitely go find him, and when he is done, I will ask him to apologize to me!"
Qiulan's face turned pale when she heard it, and her heart almost jumped out of her throat. She didn't notice that the last sentence of her sentence was tender, without any resentment at all.
"You said, I want..." Zhao Qingyue said as she turned around and saw Ji Huai standing at the door. His face changed suddenly and his pupils shrank suddenly. He looked as if he had been caught red-handed for doing something wrong. He looked extremely delicate. silly.
He changed into a dark brocade robe and wore a belt inlaid with gems. He stood at the door with a tall and slender figure. His eyes fell on her and he asked proactively: "How do you want me to apologize to you?"
She was the youngest girl in the Duke's residence, and she had always been a good girl since she was a child. She took the initiative to walk towards him, took his arm, and said bluntly: "As a punishment, the prince will have to accompany me tonight."
He spoke openly and openly, without any hint of guilt.
Qiulan was frightened when she heard this. She shrank her neck and walked out while observing the Marquis's face.
Ji Huai coughed twice and tried to change the subject: "It's so late, why aren't you sleeping yet?"
"I told you to wait for the Marquis to come." When Zhao Qingyue saw the door closed, she tightened her arms around him and leaned against him, "From the moment I enter this door, the Marquis is all mine from the inside out. of."
After she finished speaking, she found it even more interesting to see how he didn't know how to answer the question. When Ji Huai followed her to the inner room, he just smiled and shook his head, and scolded: "You should abide by the rules. What will others think of you if word spreads?"
"I know." She covered his ear, a little naughty, "Next time I will only tell the Marquis, and others will not have a chance to listen."
Ji Huai: "..."
Quirky.
I don’t know if she used some tricks to get a taste of it. When she went to bed, Zhao Qingyue changed her usual behavior and became a little "restless". As soon as he lay down, she leaned against him.
In the past, if they were in different rooms, the two of them would fall asleep properly. Ji Huai seemed to have that in mind tonight, but she took the extra initiative and rested her head on his chest.
He put his arms around her and stroked her silky hair.
While Zhao Qingyue was waiting for him, she yawned several times and was very sleepy. Now she was lying on the bed with him and couldn't fall asleep again. She didn't know whether Ji Huai was asleep or not, so she raised her green little finger and tapped on his chest. .
He didn't respond.
She raised her head slightly and tapped her little finger again. Ji Huai reached out and grabbed her finger.
"Master Hou didn't sleep either?" She looked surprised.
"Go to sleep soon." He didn't open his eyes.
Zhao Qingyue stood up and leaned closer to him, resting her forehead on his chin. She broke away from his hand and hugged him intimately: "I haven't shared the same bed with Mr. Hou for several days. How can I sleep? Up?"
"Why can't you sleep?" He opened his thin lips lightly and then added, "Be more calm. You will fall asleep soon if you close your eyes."
She looked at his handsome face and pondered for a while before speaking: "Master Marquis is sleeping now? You really don't miss me at all."
After all this, why should she be reserved
When feelings heat up, you have to strike while the iron is hot. Otherwise, when will the young prince come
Ji Huai opened his eyes and looked at her with his dark and deep eyes.
Zhao Qingyue also looked at him. She didn't have the courage to take off his clothes yet. When she said these words, her heart was beating rapidly, for fear of losing a reputation of frivolity.
No matter how courageous she is, she is still a woman. She has been a wife for two years and has not acted too out of the ordinary.
She was really embarrassed this time, but she controlled herself not to hide under the quilt, but instead hid on him, hiding her little head in his neck, and wrapped her whole body around him.
After all, Ji Huai was a man. He was in the prime of his youth, and his body temperature rose sharply. Zhao Qingyue, who noticed something was wrong, not only did not get up, but she also wrapped herself around him tighter and clingier to him.
The hand he placed on her hair changed direction, and he laid her down under him. He looked down at her, and his beautiful, moist eyes looked at him, bright and moving.
She was brightly beautiful and well-behaved under him, like a delicate flower ready for picking. Ji Huai leaned over and took the crystal red pink lips in his mouth, kissing her softly.
As he reached the back, his breathing quickened slightly. Zhao Qingyue's lips moved to his ear, and the warm breath stimulated his most sensitive earlobes, making someone's body stiffen and stiffen, and the rhythm became more and more chaotic.
Zhao Qingyue often read the script, her red lips slightly parted, and she said shamelessly: "Young Master came to meet me late at night, so he must have feelings for me, and I have been in love with you for a long time, and I can't see you anymore." I can't pretend to be someone else, I heard that the young master already has a wife in his family, and I am not a greedy person, I just want to be a foreign wife."
"If I am lucky enough to be able to give birth to a son and a half daughter for you, I will be content in this life."
Before she finished speaking, Ji Huai seemed to have changed into a different person, making it difficult to resist. Tears welled up in her eyes and she nudged him, "Although the young master is good-looking, if you don't care about him like this, I won’t have fun with you next time!”
Qiulan, who was standing guard outside the door, heard the intermittent sounds, blushed with shame, and hurriedly walked away.