The bed in the Xu'en Hall was not the big bed in the main palace. It looked like a common wooden bed and was not very big. However, there were many fine patterns carved and painted on the wood. Guo Shao had not looked closely at what the patterns were, but at first glance they looked quite high-end. Everything in the imperial city was very exquisite, and he really didn't have the time to think about it one by one.
Guo Shao lay down in a thin layer of underwear, with a copy of the Historical Records on his pillow.
Dong Sanmei folded his coat neatly and placed it on the cabinet beside the bed. She carefully and cautiously placed Guo Shao's shoes beside the bed. Guo Shao looked at her and secretly found it funny. Although she was so serious, she still didn't know much. According to the etiquette of the nobles at that time, shoes should not be placed properly in front of the bed when sleeping. They should be a little messy or a little far away. Maybe they thought that if the shoes were placed like this, the person on the bed would look like a corpse, which was unlucky. But Guo Shao had also lived through hard times, so he didn't care about these things at all, so he didn't say anything.
Dong Sanmei stood by the bed, bent down and lay on the bed to get the single quilt inside, shook it loose so that she could cover Guo Shao. At this time, Guo Shao found that her body already had feminine characteristics. He moved his eyes away from the increasingly rounded area behind Dong Sanmei and found that when she was lying on her back to adjust the quilt, her front was also bulging. This girl was fifteen or sixteen years old and her body was indeed developing.
Yu Lian asked you to come over and serve me, Guo Shao asked casually.
Dong Sanmei replied nervously: Yes.
Guo Shao nodded, already understanding it.
She continued to work, putting up the bed curtains. There were two layers in total, the first was a layer of semi-transparent gauze to keep out mosquitoes, and then there was a thicker layer of purple silk on the outside, for...
For a moment, Guo Shao was in a relatively closed and narrow space, but he did not feel depressed, because sleeping in such an environment made him feel safe; he was not used to the empty feeling of sleeping in the bedroom of the main hall.
The light became dim. The candlelight in the room was originally bright, but it was blocked by the purple curtains, and the light on the bed became dim. Dong Sanmei was still standing inside the bed curtain. She looked even more nervous and a little overwhelmed. She lowered her head and her face turned red.
Guo Shao took one look at her and knew in his heart: Yu Lian asked her to sleep with him.
If it was just a matter of men and women enjoying beauty, Guo Shao really didn't like the girl. She was pretty and likable, but Guo Shao thought that the girl didn't have much demand for that and couldn't stand it, so it was hard to have fun. And they would make Guo Shao feel as if he had robbed the girl of something, which was a bit evil. According to Guo Shao's psychology, he couldn't help but feel that he should compensate her. This kind of inability to affirm himself and mixed with other things made Guo Shao not like the plump, sexy and needy women he liked.
At this moment, Dong Sanmei may have noticed Guo Shao's passivity, and said a little aggrievedly: A Lang, am I not pretty enough
Who said that? Guo Shao immediately responded, the third sister is getting more and more beautiful.
Dong Sanmei whispered: I know Alang is a good person and he always says nice things to comfort me.
No, I'm just telling the truth. Guo Shao looked at her, and this girl was indeed good-looking. When he met her a few years ago, she was a skinny and pitiful girl, but she was well fed and well clothed in the Guo's mansion, and her body developed very well after a few years. Her face bones were naturally straight, and now her skin is fair and clean, with that kind of freshness and wateriness that only teenage girls have. Guo Shao thought of the budding flowers that had just grown out of the water, and the feeling of showing their beauty to the world for the first time, as if they were shy in the cool breeze. He couldn't help but like them.
Dong Sanmei added: "I know I know nothing and have no experience, so I am of no use to Alang."
Guo Shao said kindly: Everyone is useful. Without you, who would take care of my food, clothing, housing and transportation? If I have to do everything, I will be exhausted to death.
Alang Dong Sanmei blushed.
Well, Guo Shao turned his head and looked at her. She bit her teeth and clenched her fists tightly. After a while, she trembled and said, "Let me serve you in bed." Her eyes were shining and her eyes were watery as if she was about to cry. I have nothing. I want to give my body, which has never been seen by others, to Alang.
Guo Shao stood there in a daze.
Dong Sanmei asked nervously: "Ah Lang, do you still dislike me?"
Guo Shao hurriedly shook his head and said simply: Take off your shoes and come up and sleep next to me.
Dong Sanmei breathed a sigh of relief after hearing this. She buried her head in shame and dared not look at him, and took off her shoes and socks quietly.
Guo Shao thought to himself that he had thought about letting Dong Sanmei marry into a good family and live her own life, but that was not possible now. How could an emperor marry off a palace maid, or it would be too absurd to take a palace maid as his sister.
Dong Sanmei is destined to stay in the palace for the rest of her life, so it doesn't seem like it's a bad thing to touch her.
She had already come to bed, lying beside him in a reserved and nervous manner. Guo Shao turned over, and with a guilty mood, he stretched out his rough big hand to the teenage girl next to him. He put his hand on Dong Sanmei's face, and her little body trembled slightly.
Guo Shao couldn't help but gently stroke her face and her hair. He put his thumb on Dong Sanmei's cute little lips and caressed it. His thumb accidentally pressed into her mouth and touched the tip of her tongue.
Seeing that she was still very nervous, Guo Shao smiled and said: My fingers smell
Dong Sanmei said honestly and softly: It's a bit salty.
Guo Shao said: It's a bit hot, maybe you've sweated after taking a shower. He gently comforted her: Relax, don't be afraid, I'll be gentle. After that, he became a little nervous, looking down at Dong Sanmei's neck and collar. It was the first time for Guo Shao to open the chest of a teenage girl, see her innocent body that had never been desecrated, and feel her shyness and novelty. His inner feelings were complicated, not only guilt, but also excitement.
The purple curtains dim the light inside, and the dim light that comes through is very soft. The warm color makes all the scenery warm, and a subtle emotion and passion are hidden in this haziness, low and ambiguous.
In the Duke of Qin's mansion, Meng Chang paced back and forth in Madam Huarui's room, his face full of worry and concern. Madam Huarui sat in front of the dressing table, looking at him with a bit of amusement.
Meng Chang said: You wore so revealing clothes that day, were you trying to seduce Guo the Blacksmith
"How did I expose my flower core?" Madam said calmly, "Only my face and neck were exposed. Look, everyone wants to cover their face. Even my hands were in my sleeves."
Meng Chang said: Don't think I don't know, your collar is too wide, everything can be seen when you bend over
Madam Huarui said: That kind of dress is like that. I don't want to wear such a flowery and bright red dress. What can I do? Ah Lang is really strange. Why is he so easily jealous all of a sudden
Meng Chang frowned and said: My country is destroyed and my family is ruined. This Duke of Qin is just a captive. If the blacksmith Guo is interested in you, he will kill me and take you into the palace.
When Lady Huarui heard this, she felt that Meng Chang's mind seemed to be much clearer after he gave up the alchemist's elixir, and he could even think of such detailed things. But she thought about it and thought that if Guo Shao wanted to kill Meng Chang, he would have killed him long ago and would not have waited until now. Meng Chang was indeed a little frightened and too nervous.
She said: "You are too scared. If you are really that worried, you still say that the blacksmith is the emperor of the Zhou Dynasty. There are so many people from the Zhou court in this courtyard. If someone hears it, it will be a crime of disrespect. Instead of being so scared and worried, you should be more careful with your words."
After hearing this, Meng Chang snorted, looked Madam Huarui up and down, and said: No wonder I was fascinated by you back then, you are indeed popular among men.
Madam Huarui was also a little angry and said: "Are you complaining that my dress and behavior are inappropriate and that I attract bees and butterflies?"
Meng Chang frowned and looked at her, shaking his head: I can’t explain why.
Madam Huarui smiled slightly and said nothing more.
She was not dressed gaudy, her face was delicately made up with just a hint of light makeup, looking elegant and fair; the clothes she wore had the most common patterns and skirt styles, and were even a little plain, but were very carefully cut, not revealing any flesh but carefully highlighting the important parts.
Lady Huarui was originally a singing girl, but she knew how to please high-ranking people better than other singing girls. If she dressed too brightly, it would be easier to attract attention, but the men of status would think that she was too worldly and would subconsciously be wary of dirty diseases. She felt that women should first give people a clean feeling, and then quietly reveal some of the most attractive beauty. However, Lady Huarui would use jewelry to decorate herself. If she was too plain, people would think she was aloof and ignorant of worldly things, and would keep her at a distance. Therefore, those jewels and gold and jade could give her a feminine aura.
Most women don't understand these things, let alone a careless man like Meng Chang. Of course he doesn't understand.
Meng Chang looked at Madam Huarui with a different look in his eyes. But Madam Huarui knew that he dared not do anything rash. Meng Chang's situation and thoughts were very complicated. On the one hand, he felt that Madam Huarui belonged to him and it was he who had brought her fame. On the other hand, he was a little afraid to rely on Madam Huarui. Apart from other relationships, Meng Chang was very sure of the relationship between Jingniang and Madam Huarui.
She now felt that she was equal to Meng Chang, and even superior to him. She was no longer a plaything to be manipulated.
Sure enough, Meng Chang sighed, without any excessive behavior, he flicked his sleeves a little unhappily, and turned away.