What kind of bad thoughts can my husband have?

Chapter 190
young girl?

Although Lin Zhao's finger movements stopped, her brain was thinking fast. In the past 16 years, she has read countless books and written papers that can fill a large room, but at this moment she can't figure out a problem. Miaoling For a young girl, Miaoling...how old is she?

I am 16 years old, can I be considered a young girl?
Seeing that Lin Zhao was silent, Mang Zhong thought she was angry, and cast a blameful glance at the spring equinox that brought the bad news, turned around and said in a half-coaxing way: "Madam, don't be silly, these servants don't have a clue. Speaking of nonsense, it’s one of the top ten. A few days ago, it was said that our young master has broken sleeves. Did you forget? It’s all made up. If you believe it, you’re a fool.”

Lin Zhao blinked slightly.

Given how Xue Dao treats him like a tiger and a wolf every night, it can be seen that men are not threats, but women are threats. For a young girl, just these four words alone make Lin Zhao feel that something is not good.

If Xue Dao didn't like him anymore, would he still have a place in this mansion?

Doting on concubines and destroying wives makes him the living dead in this mansion.

Like... like a mother.

No, it's not the same.

My mother has a solid natal family, but I don't.

In front of the Xue family, the Lin family is like a fly.

Seeing that Lin Zhao still didn't speak, Mang Zhong tilted his head, thinking what's wrong with this man?
The eyes are straight, what are you thinking?

Lin Zhao didn't know what to say, but vaguely recalled that before she got married, the Tang family had entrusted her with the words, maybe she wanted to be a big wife, and better manage the mansion, not because of personal skills, but because of her husband's love for her Is it deep or shallow.

Hey.

For some reason, Lin Zhao sighed, thinking about what to do so much, no matter how miserable this life is, it won’t be as miserable as the previous life, at least he can still see the rising sun every day, thinking, Lin Zhao stretched out his hand to catch it, suddenly A red light appeared in the palm of her hand, like a bowl of vermilion ink poured in, she stared blankly, and then realized that the time was already approaching evening, it was time to leave the job, and Xue Dao wouldn't be back tonight, right? .

"Spring equinox, let's set the meal."

Lin Zhao put down his brush, his eyes were still lingering on the book: "See if the elbow is healed, let Mrs. Kang cut a plate and bring it back. I want chive flower sauce, and pour some soy sauce on it."

"Then go and get some tea." Mangzhong snickered.

Lin Zhao was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled embarrassedly.

After eating the leek flower sauce, the taste in my mouth is very strong, I need to rinse my mouth with green tea.

Spring Equinox dragged the food table over, Lin Zhao sat upright, and looked at the book next to him, put the elbows dipped in chive flower sauce into his mouth piece by piece, chewed contentedly, and studied the contents of the book Luofeng style, how to write when you pick up the pen and put the pen down, after all, among the twelve writing methods of Linghe style, the writing records of Luofeng style are the least, because the Xu family who created Linghe style once said that Luofeng style has no Gu, [-]% of what Lin Zhao writes today is based on rubbings and researched by herself.

"Fall without falling, soft without breaking, galloping into the lake like a hanging bird."

Lin Zhao muttered.

Mang Zhong was kneeling beside him, just listening to these sixteen characters, his head was already dizzy, and it was really difficult to study the writing method from them, so he couldn't help but said: "Madam, let's eat first."

"That's right." Chun Equinox also said, "You've been looking at this all day, and your eyes should be blurry."

Lin Zhao was lazy, stubbornly picked up the book with his left hand, held the chopsticks in his right hand, and served dinner with an ancient book. He was reading it with great interest, and a specific word 'Yong' was written in Luofeng script in his mind, and the book in his hand But it was taken away by someone. She froze for a moment, looked up, and saw a familiar face in her sight.

As clear and moist as jade, with a warm smile, is Xue Dao.

Lin Zhao opened his mouth slightly, and forgot to chew in a daze. Xue Dao didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He stretched out his hand to help her close her chin, sat opposite her, took the chopsticks in Lin Zhao's hand, and said, "Why didn't you wait for me to come back and eat it yourself?" , and asked Mrs. Kang to cut off her elbow, so greedy."

Lin Zhao hurriedly sat up straight and asked, "Master, why are you back today?"

Holding his job bowl, Xue Dao asked back, "What is this called? Of course you have to go home after you are resigned."

Resigned and want to go home?

But Xue Dao hasn't come back for four or five days, and... there is no explanation when he comes back. Mang Zhong is watching by the side and is anxious to death. Why didn't Lin Zhao ask? Not coming back from birth is also a reason.

Who knows that Lin Zhao didn't ask, and waited on Xue Dao for dinner. This person went up to the second floor first, and when going up the stairs, there was a rattling sound at the knee joints, which showed that he was tired recently.

Lin Zhao glanced at the tea that was brewing beside him, waiting to drink it, when suddenly he heard Xue Dao from upstairs calling him, and ordered Mang Zhong to bring the tea up later, then he went up to the second floor, and as soon as he opened the door curtain, his waist was covered by a His arm was hugged, Xue Dao lightly pecked his lips, and said with a light smile: "It smells so good."

Lin Zhaodeng's face was flushed, and he pushed his chest: "I haven't washed myself yet..."

"I don't care."

Xue Dao's tone was full of rascals.

Not long after, Mang Zong came upstairs with tea, Xue Dao and the two did not stay in the small hall, she tiptoed forward and leaned forward, and when she heard the voice from the bedroom, she held her breath suddenly, and her ears twitched. Every inch turned red, and she turned around to hold the tea, her heart pounding.

After an unknown amount of time, Lin Zhao turned over, her whole body was about to fall apart, she clutched the pillow, the sweat on her forehead slid down her cheeks, comforting herself in her heart, this means that Xue Dao still likes herself very much, right? , or that there is no personnel for four or five days, so I can't wait.

So tired, too lazy to freshen up.

Xue Dao glanced and patted Lin Zhao's shoulder. There was no movement. He stretched his head over to see that he had fallen asleep. He smiled helplessly and wanted to tell her the good news. Forget it, just take it as a surprise.

Xue Dao took off the fish intestines, put on his clothes and brought hot water, and wiped Lin Zhao's face. It was late at night, and he was exhausted these days, so he leaned to the side and fell asleep like this.
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In the evening of the next day, Xue Dao still didn't come back, and there was a lot of discussion in the house. Tomorrow is New Year's Eve. On such an important day, Xue Dao still had to go out of the city to be with that "young girl" who was passed on by the population, even if it was just carrying water for cooking. Xue Dao also enjoys farm work and doing these servant jobs.

These gossips and gossips are heard in the ears of these girls in Ting Lan Shuixie, like annoying mosquitoes, especially on the vernal equinox, complaining around Lin Zhao, and they can't even be stopped by pulling awn seeds.

But Lin Zhao was unmoved, she sat cross-legged under the eaves of the porch, guarding the charcoal basin.

"Young girl..."

Lin Zhao murmured: "Miaoling..."

Mangzhong smiled wryly, I really don't know what to deduce from these two words, Lin Zhao has been muttering for several days, that's all, it's really dazed, she said: "Ma'am, tomorrow night is the New Year's Eve imperial banquet, the sage let the master Go there with the young master, the young master will definitely take you with you, let's see what to wear tomorrow."

Lin Zhao said casually, "Will the young master take me?"

Mangzhong was puzzled as to what Lin Zhao meant by that, but on second thought, he was probably talking about that young girl, so he stepped forward and pulled Lin Zhao up, urging him, "Madam, let's go try on the clothes. The young master has made so many ceremonial clothes for you, you should wear them."

Lin Zhao staggered being dragged by her, and said again and again: "Okay, okay, I'll try it, don't pull me."

"Madam with such an appearance, and wearing that ceremonial dress, she must be more beautiful than the master and empress in the palace." Mang Zhong leaned over and whispered, "I'm afraid she is even more beautiful than Concubine Wei Xian."

"Don't talk nonsense. If someone overhears you, it's not just a trick. You don't want to be like the vernal equinox." Lin Zhao frowned vigilantly.

Hearing this, Mangzhong hurriedly said that he didn't dare.

New Year's Eve imperial banquet.

Since the people who are going to attend the imperial banquet tomorrow are all serious masters, I am just going to join in the fun with Xue Dao as a family member. When the time comes, I will sit in the corner, enjoy singing and dancing, eat something I have never seen before, and listen to the Qilin Palace. The dialogue between you and me in the novel will probably be broken up at the fourth watch, so why be too public.

Lin Zhao tried a lot, and finally chose a dark blue winter gown, which was decent but not too grand, and it also made her skin fairer. After taking off the ceremonial clothes, she lay on the tent bed, tired Turn around and sleep.

Waking up the next day, it was New Year's Eve. Before she got up, she heard laughter in the yard, crackling firecrackers from the streets and alleys, and a faint smell of gunpowder smoke in the air. She put on her clothes and got up. Mang Zhong snickered next to him and said, "I'm still asking for a reward. On weekdays, Madam loves you the most, even in front of her mother's house, but I don't miss good things for you."

Lin Zhao looked around, today's New Year's Eve is really festive, these girls usually follow him, they are all dressed very plainly, today they are dressed in red and green, there is a special scenery, and the mood can not help but feel much better, let the spring equinox put their dowry Take out the box and let them choose their favorite jewelry to wear.

"Give this to me!"

"Let go, grab it later!"

"I want I want!"

Lin Zhao smiled wryly and waved his hands: "Okay, okay, I have enough jewelry, don't hurt your peace." Glancing outside, it was not too early, so he hurriedly changed his clothes and went to Dongjun Terrace to kowtow to Mrs. Xue, and said a few words To say auspicious words, Li Su stood beside him, smiling at Lin Zhao, who was very well-behaved.

Mrs. Xue was wearing a dark red winter jacket, with a rosy face and a graceful manner. She did not hurry to make Lin Zhao wake up, but smiled and said: "Xingchuan has raised you so well, you come to kowtow to me today, I don't like it." I know what to reward you, what to reward, I'm afraid it won't catch your eyes."

Lin Zhao raised his head, white fluff was clustered on his chin, and his red lips were translucent, crystal clear like blood. Hearing this, he said with a playful smile, "I don't ask for anything else, let's ask my mother to give Mingwei a meal first." Bar."

"Hahaha--"

Mrs. Xue laughed out loud as she expected, and Li Su couldn't help laughing. She hurriedly asked Cui Zhu to prepare, then went to help Lin Zhao get up, and said, "Young Madam, wait a moment, the kitchen is probably very busy today."

Lin Zhao nodded, and sat beside him obediently.

Mrs. Xue said that she will not go to the imperial banquet on New Year's Eve today. One of Xue's family members Guanglin Zhao is enough, and the mansion still needs to keep a master. Besides, the saint asked Xue Huaishi to attend the family banquet. It was a reward for assisting him to ascend the throne. As for Xue Dao, it was because of the empress dowager's favor. Lin Zhao borrowed Xue Dao's light.

Moreover, Mrs. Xue is no longer young. It snowed a few days ago, and the roads were covered with snow, making it inconvenient to travel.

Lin Zhao didn't ask any more questions, just obeyed.

Not long after Cuizhu asked someone to bring in the food table, Lin Zhao chatted and ate, went back to the Huadu Courtyard to change, and prepared to dress again, it was already afternoon.

Lin Zhao did not know how to make up the ceremonial costumes for the banquet. After all, his mother had never met a saint before, let alone a group of girls in the courtyard. Just as they wanted someone to ask Mrs. Xue, Pingxi brought an old nanny. Well, this Nanny Cui is an old man in the Empress Dowager's Palace, and she knows how to dress up best. Xue Dao told the Empress Dowager that she specially picked her up.

Lin Zhao hurriedly got up to greet her, but Madam Cui said with a smile that she didn't dare. Seeing that the room was in a hurry, she was not surprised. She told Lin Zhao to sit down, poured osmanthus oil into her hair again, and combed it slowly with a comb. Not long after, it was tied into an extremely straight high bun. Nanny Cui supported her head, inserted Buyao and Jindian upwards, and looked down. Lin Zhao's neck was like a long thin bottle, with an arc Beautiful, with fair and tender skin, she couldn't stop praising: "Ma'am, this neck is really beautiful. It looks like a person who enjoys blessings. The old slave has been in the palace for so many years. It is really rare to see such thin and round shoulders as Madam's. That."

Mang Zhong snickered, and last night I heard Lin Zhao say in the room, don't bite my neck, it can be seen that Lin Zhao's neck is very attractive, Xue Dao also knows.

"Thank you mammy."

Lin Zhao lowered his head and chuckled.

Nanny Cui picked up Qingdai and rouge gouache to apply makeup for Lin Zhao.

His eyebrows are long, his eyes are pink, twinkling like stars when he blinks, his nose is small and tall, his lips are slightly rosy, and his forehead is decorated with red flowers. When he opens his eyes slowly, an invisible solemnity spreads. .

Mang Zhong's eyes lit up, the paintings of the old mothers in the palace were different, Lin Zhao finally looked like a senior woman, and said: "Ma'am, it looks so good."

"Madam's appearance is indeed outstanding."

Sure enough, Nanny Cui was also very satisfied with her masterpiece, and asked the little girls to bring the ceremonial clothes, and put them on Lin Zhao layer by layer, nodded gently, and said: "It's almost time, madam should go Yes, the rules of the imperial banquet are very cumbersome, but with the inner eunuchs on hand to supervise, Madam must be able to handle it."

Lin Zhao responded lightly, bowed his head and said, "Thank you, Sister."

Who knew that the head was too heavy and almost fell over, Lin Zhao hurriedly held his head, making Nanny Cui laugh constantly.

Xue Dao should have gone directly to the Qilin Hall from the Changqiu Hall, Lin Zhao waited at the mansion again, and the inner eunuch came to pick him up from the palace, but he couldn't take the maid, so he got into the carriage alone.

"Madam, don't worry, we will be able to enter the imperial city in the evening."

The smile on the corner of the eunuch's mouth hooked Lao Gao, walked beside the carriage, and said with a shrill smile: "Not everyone can participate in the New Year's Eve imperial banquet, Madam is so lucky."

Upon hearing this, Lin Zhao replied calmly, "Eunuch, you are being polite."

"Ma'am, please rest."

Internal supervision.

Lin Zhao responded lightly.

The inner eunuch nodded, seemed to be talking to himself, and continued: "Madam, please have a good sleep, we will be there soon."

(End of this chapter)