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Lights decorate the green tiles of flying eaves, snow stops and clouds disperse, and a bright moon hangs in the sky.

In the Wu'an Marquis' Mansion, the maids were chattering about their life today, and the guards were also surrounded by surprise.

Yutang always treated her son as a banished immortal, and was not surprised at all. However, the Luzhu girl was shy and introverted, and always had a cult attitude towards the rumored talent. When Wanbaolou sold hairpins, she asked Yutang to borrow money to buy one to join in the fun. In the end, the young master generously gave her one, and she was still flattered. Now she suddenly heard that the young master was the master of Wanbaolou. She was shocked and could imagine that she didn't dare to raise her head, her face was always red, and she didn't know what she was shy.

Cao Hua had considered the changes in the outside situation for a long time and didn't care. He had dinner together like in the past, and asked Han'er Dian Kuisi about trivial matters.

Han'er has always hated the scholar who cursed people around the corner. After knowing that the young master was Su Shi, she was still a little disappointed. After all, in Han'er's heart, Cao Hua, who was "who was angry and fell on the court and the sword was fading from Bian Jing" was a real man in the world. He inexplicably became a kind and talented man. She felt... well, he couldn't scare people.

But Han'er only dared to think about it and didn't dare to say it out loud.

Zhao Tianluo, who was kind and graceful in the dining table, had a strange expression today, his face was redder than the green beads, and he was a little annoyed. He was obviously angry that he had been forced into the house just now.

It would be fine to carry it, but the dignified princess was actually "served by the family law" by the prince-consort in front of the servants. With her arrogant nature, she could bear it, but she couldn't bear it. The feeling in her heart can be imagined.

Halfway through the meal, Zhao Tianluo ran back to the back house on his own, and even forgot to say the old saying "My husband is resting earlier" and it was not breathing yet.

After dinner, Cao Hua played mahjong with the three girls twice. Seeing that it was getting late, he got up and went back to the room. However, he did not go back to the courtyard, but went to Zhao Tianluo's bedroom and wanted to give him some condolences.

There is no scenery in the lotus pond in winter, and there is still snow on the rockery rockery.

The maid was holding a tray, containing dresses, towels and other items, waiting quietly at the door.

Madam Cui walked slowly from the corridor to the room. When she saw him walking over with her hands behind her back, she was stunned at first, then hid the "Palace Collection" on her hand behind her and asked to open her mouth to inform her.

Cao Hua took the tray and signaled them to go down, and walked straight into the room.

Madam Cui suddenly became embarrassed. With Hu Lan's past experience, she had no courage to stop her. After thinking about it, she could only bite the bullet and take the maids back and retreat.

In the warm house, the sound of water splashes shows a bit of charm in the night.

"When will the bright moon come in? Ask the blue sky with wine~..."

The song was silent and silent, and the throat was clear and gentle. There was no skill, but the singing was pretty good.

Zhao Tianluo sat in a wooden barrel full of petals. Because of the cold weather, the room was foggy and the smooth body was soaked in the water. The two snowy outlines were half exposed on the water, trembling like delicious and juicy water tofu, one end scattered in the water, and the round shoulders were slightly exposed, like white and smooth jade.

She was wiggling the water splashes all the time, and her beautiful cheeks were still a little annoyed, and she was a little confused. In fact, since she got off the carriage, she was distracted.

They are already husband and wife. As soon as they got married, they knew that they would complete the family, get pregnant, give birth, and take the path that a woman should take. They were not used to it at first, but after being in contact for a long time, they gradually got closer and closer together. They had already let go a few days ago. If her husband wanted to complete the family, she would not refuse. She just felt that she was short of something and couldn't say what she was missing.

Now she understood that she didn't know what kind of person her husband was before, and she felt that she couldn't see through it.

Seeing everything today, she should not deceive her. It is true that she is angry, but she also saw that her husband is just an ordinary person. He is extremely vicious and kind, but he is just standing in a different position. Her husband is just too outstanding, so he can't hide his sharpness in any position, and it has nothing to do with good and evil.

After coming back today, she felt something vaguely, she was always a little shy and nervous, afraid of the arrival of the night.

After all, if my husband comes to ask later, "Why don't you sleep together tonight?", she doesn't know how to answer. She said "Okay!" and felt that it was a bit too direct. After knowing that my husband was Su Shi, he threw himself into his arms and might make him misunderstand even more. But if the husband thought she was unhappy, he didn't know when he would wait for the next chance...

Zhao Tianluo was thinking about things and felt a pair of warm hands slid down his shoulders.

She could instinctively stand up so that Madam Cui could wipe her back. She just felt that the technique was too bad and she was rough and moved around.

Could it be that maid with big hands?

The singing stopped, and Zhao Tianluo frowned slightly: "Put the thing under the pillow, let Cuilan bring it quickly. If my husband runs by tonight, you will say I'm busy and let him wait..." At this point, she shook her head again: "Forget it, you can't stop it, um... You'd better go to the corridor to guard it. If you see your husband coming, hurry up and report..."

While talking, Zhao Tianluo felt his hands passing through his vest through his armpit and slipping in front of him in warm water.

She was slightly stunned and subconsciously raised her white and tender arms.

Then somewhere was held by both hands and gently rubbed and kneaded.

Zhao Tianluo's eyes showed a little confused. He was served by a maid since he was a child. This was the first time he had done this. Although it was quite comfortable, the action... felt strange.

Could it be the new maid?

She turned her head and took a look, then saw her husband staring at her with a smile, so close to her.

Four eyes are opposite.

The house was confused with water for a moment, and then...

"Ah———————————————”

A scream that alarmed the entire Houkao came out, and then suddenly stopped, turning into a hum of horror and shame.

Yu Tang in the next yard was frightened and Han'er looked up at the desk for no reason. When she thought of something, she hurriedly pretended not to hear it.

In the house.

The water splashed everywhere, fearing that the sound of hitting the water surface kept ringing.

Two slender jade legs appeared from the other end of the wooden barrel and kicked at a loss.

Zhao Tianluo was filled with horror and grabbed the big hand on his mouth, and tears were already coming out.

"Don't be afraid, it's me, your husband."

"Woo--"

Zhao Tianluo responded two dull and seemed to say again: It is because of you that you are afraid. How can you not sue at this time?

The fear in her eyes turned into shame and anger. After a little regaining, she hurriedly hugged her body and hid it in the warm water. She curled into a ball of red face and was about to drip bleeding. Her eyelashes were trembling and she was about to cry.

"Don't scream, let the maid hear it badly."

Cao Hua let go of the hand covering her lips, turned his back and looked inappropriate: "I don't know that my wife is taking a shower, it's my liberty."

“…?”

Don't know I'm taking a shower?

Those hands just now...

Zhao Tianluo's red lips were almost bitten, and his whole body was huddled in the water. After holding it in for a long time, he said tremblingly: "Dengtu, go out for me!"

This was obviously useless. Seeing Cao Hua turn his head, she called out another panic:

"You turn around, don't look."

Cao Hua thought about it, but turned it back and took a towel from the screen: "Stop making trouble, go to bed."

"You—don't come over—"

Zhao Tianluo was both ashamed and anxious, but there was a little way. Seeing Cao Hua preparing to carry her out of the bathtub, he anxiously asked for trouble: "My husband, I'll do it myself."

Or take the hose to work.

Cao Hua smiled and turned around and walked behind the screen.

Zhao Tianluo was both ashamed and annoyed, and was extremely embarrassed with bare body. He hesitated a little, so he hurried out of the bathtub and put on his dress in a hurry.

"No need to wear it, I will take it off later."

Cao Hua's voice came from behind the screen that was so close. Zhao Tianluo was frightened and hugged his clothes in front of him for a while. He was sure that he was not peeking, so he continued to rustle with his clothes.

A little...

Zhao Tianluo's face turned red and his face was coming out from behind the screen. His clothes were not in order, his buttons were crooked. She looked at Cao Hua who was standing in the room, and her eyes were very annoyed. After thinking about it, she wanted to run out. Unfortunately, she was immediately held back.

"You - what do you do..."

Zhao Tianluo's shame and annoyance just now had not yet disappeared, and his nervousness surged into his heart again.

"Go to sleep." Cao Hua pulled her to the bedroom.

"Ah-...My husband..."

Zhao Tianluo's heart skipped a beat, knowing that the thing he was most afraid of was still coming.

When Cao Hua was dragged to the bedroom, Zhao Tianluo moved his foot very slowly, his face turned red to his ears, and there was no one around in the middle of the night, and he always felt that he was being pulled to the execution ground by Kyoto Taisui.

After thinking about it, Zhao Tianluo was calm and said without saying a word: "My husband, how could you...can you run in while I was taking a shower, and even treat me..."

"What's wrong with you?" Cao Hua was a little confused.

"To me..." Zhao Tianluo was so angry that he could speak up what he had just done. Seeing that he had forgotten everything, he had to stop talking.

Open the door of the bedroom, plug in the door bolt, and a red candle fell on the table.

The room was very warm, with a big bed covered with brocade quilts. The light in the room was not dim and had a bit of hazy and ambiguity.

Zhao Tianluo was at a loss, standing at the door, staring at the man walking around the room.

It was not a squeamish person, but as long as it was a woman, she would not be squeamish when encountering such a thing.

The red candles swayed in the wedding room, and the word "Xi" had been removed. All the festive objects placed in the bridal chamber were taken away, but only the bedding on the bed was still bright red. After getting married, she did not complete the house, so she treated it as her boudoir, dressing table, and cabinet. She lay down with Cao Hua once on the bed, leaving behind the breath of her daughter's house.

Cao Hua lit the candle and thought for a while: "Do you want to bring the veil and the scale rod?"

"No...no need..."

Zhao Tianluo leaned against the door for a long time, but finally moved his steps slowly and sat down by the bed, looking at it without knowing where to look. Thinking of the pictures placed under the pillow, her body was tense, and she quietly reached under the pillow and touched it. Fortunately, she took it away...

Step by step...

The sound of footsteps approached and the bed sank.

Zhao Tianluo's heart was as numb as his shoulders trembled slightly. He lowered his head, clenched the corners of his skirt, and worked hard without losing his composure.

Cao Hua raised his hand and stroked Shang's somewhat wet cheek:
To be continued...