sweet wife little confused

Chapter 156

"Wine, I want to drink." Already drunk, Zhang Zhenping still yelled for a drink.

"You should rest." Ye Jingshu said softly.

"Yes, go to bed." The drunk Zhang Zhenping was like a fool, and he lay down on the table after saying a word.

Ye Jingshu glanced at him, stretched out her hand to push him, and seeing that he really didn't respond, a look of anxiety appeared in her eyes, and she called out: "Come here."

Soon two servant girls came in. The servant girl was a little surprised at the scene inside the room. Ye Jingshu took out her handkerchief to wipe her hands, and ordered, "Help him out."

"Miss won't let him rest here?" The servant girl was a little puzzled, she thought this was a good opportunity.

Ye Jingshu raised the corners of her lips and smiled, and said, "Take him outside the house, I think the lawn in the garden is pretty good."

"Huh?" The servant girl was surprised.

Ye Jingshu's face was a little displeased, and she said in a deep voice: "Ah what, just do what you are told, and don't let others know."

"Then what if the second master wakes up?" The maid was still a little worried.

"That was looking for me, I couldn't find you guys." Ye Jingshu signaled the servant girl to help him up, and finally threw him under the flower bed. Zhang Zhenping opened his eyes in a daze, and said vaguely: "Are you there?"

"Yes, here we are, this is your bed." Ye Jingshu said softly, then signaled the servant girl to find some grass, she covered him with the grass, and said, "Come on, sleep well."

"You come with me." Zhang Zhenping grabbed her hand and refused to let her go.

Ye Jingshu was a little annoyed at being pulled by him, she reached out and plucked a flower from a branch, and said, "Here, let it accompany you, this is your favorite flower."

"Yes, this is my favorite flower." Zhang Zhenping took the flower and let Ye Jingshu go as expected.

Ye Jingshu stood up, the two girls beside her suppressed their smiles, Ye Jingshu glared at them, and said: "Don't let others see, if you take him away, then I will drink him for nothing tonight. "

"Miss, if you do this, you won't be afraid that the second master will scold you tomorrow?" A pretty girl asked.

These two maids were brought by Ye Jingshu's natal family. They grew up with Ye Jingshu and were loyal to Ye Jingshu.

"Am I afraid of him?" Ye Jingshu snorted coldly and entered the room.

The two servant girls looked back at Zhang Zhenping who was sleeping under the flower bed, and followed them into the room.

This is Ye Jingshu's yard, and other people would not come in. The girls and women inside are also Ye Jingshu's people, so they will not be discovered.

The next day, the sun slowly rose. Zhang Zhenping woke up when the first ray of morning light fell on Zhang Zhenping. He opened his eyes and saw the sun in the sky. He felt a little strange and felt cold for no reason. He sneezed and woke up all of a sudden.

"Where am I?" He said to himself, looking down at himself, he was first frightened by the grass on his body.

"Where is this?" He stood up quickly, pulled the grass off his body, straightened his hair crown, looked at his environment, and then realized that he was sleeping under the flower bed.

"Why am I here?" He thought about what happened last night, his head was still a little groggy after a deep sleep, but he still remembered that he came to look for Ye Jingshu last night, and then told She talked about things and ended up drinking together, but he woke up lying under the flower bed.

She must have messed it up!

He walked out of Ye Jingshu's bedroom angrily, with a blade of grass stuck to his body, and the maid who got up early to do cleaning at the side secretly looked at him. He ignored him, and only slammed the door of Ye Jingshu's room with a "bang bang".

"Who is it?" the servant girl asked inside.

"Open the door, it's me." Zhang Zhenping said in a cold voice.

The two maids winked, one went to the inner room to call Ye Jingshu, and the other came to open the door.

As soon as the door opened, Zhang Zhenping pushed the servant girl away and rushed into the inner room. Seeing the murderous look in his eyes, the maid beside him didn't dare to stop him at all, and just watched him kill Ye Jingshu's bed.

He walked to her bed and found that her face was reddish, her breathing was steady, and she was sleeping extremely sweetly, and he became even more annoyed. He was thrown into the flower bed by her, but she slept so well.

"Ye Jingshu!" He yelled in front of her, but she didn't respond at all.

He was so angry that he lowered his head and yelled in her ear again. Ye Jingshu woke up slowly, and when she saw Zhang Zhenping, she smiled and said sweetly: "Ah, Zhenping, why are you here?" gone."

"You still say, how dare you say you don't know?" Zhang Zhenping scolded.

"I don't know what?" Ye Jingshu had an innocent look on her face, and then she took a look at Zhang Zhenping and said, "Second Master, don't worry, talk slowly if you have something to do, go wash up first, look at you, you really are It's disrespectful."

"You, you are mad at me!" Zhang Zhenping is also a clean person. As a nobleman, he also pays attention to his image. After hearing Ye Jingshu's words, he left in a huff.

"Xiangcao, you go and wait for the second master to wash up." Ye Jingshu said to the maid beside her. With the support of another maid, she got up slowly, and then washed and changed slowly.

When Zhang Zhenping came again, Ye Jingshu was doing her makeup on the dressing table. He was so angry that he didn't know where to start after such an interruption.

"Why am I under the flower bed?" Zhang Zhenping asked.

"How does the concubine know?" Ye Jingshu looked innocent, she didn't even look at Zhang Zhenping, she just looked at the mirror, and suddenly scolded the maid beside her: "Oh, Lancao, you are so clumsy that you don't even have an eyebrow." It's not good to draw."

She snatched the eyebrow pencil from the servant girl's hand, swept it lightly on her eyebrows, then stopped her hand suddenly, smiled at Zhang Zhenping, and said, "I heard that you are the best at drawing eyebrows, I will draw a little bit on the left side." It’s not easy, why don’t you come and help me draw?”

Zhang Zhenping glared at her, but she smiled at him with eyes like autumn water. He, who had no immunity to beauties, was immediately defeated, walked over involuntarily, and took the eyebrow pencil in her hand.

He lightly dipped Qingdai into the makeup box, and traced it carefully on Ye Jingshu's brows, one stroke after another.

It has to be said that she was born extremely beautiful, even looking at her from such a quiet distance, her face still has no blemishes, and her whole body is like a lotus flower with water, exuding bursts of fragrance from her body.

Zhang Zhenping almost forgot his purpose of coming here, he came here to inquire about crimes, but at this moment, he was fascinated by her.

For a long time, she only had her elder brother in her eyes, and he only knew how to linger in the flowers all day long, but how could he not covet the most beautiful hibiscus beside him?

It's just Furong, which can be seen from a distance but not played with. Even though the elder brother left later, even though she and him were extremely far away, he always kept a three-point distance from her.

They have always been the best collaborators, including this marriage, and on the wedding night, he never possessed her. It may be that he always has a respect for her, no, it is not awe, that inexplicable feeling cannot be explained .

He just felt that if something really happened between the two of them, it would destroy this perfect relationship and this perfect cooperative relationship, so even though he used to have a close distance with her, he never looked closely at her. pass her.

At this moment, he was helping her paint her eyebrows, and he couldn't help but stare at her face. After staring, he couldn't move his eyes.

"It's a bit thick." Her voice sounded in his ear.

He quickly took out his veil, carefully wiped off the heavy powder on her eyebrows, and then seriously drew her eyebrows, making her eyebrows thin and long.

He stopped writing, and Ye Jingshu turned her head to look at herself in the mirror. In the smooth bronze mirror, the person inside had long eyebrows reaching into her temples, and she was indeed extremely beautiful.

"Your craftsmanship is really good, you often give people thrush eyebrows." Ye Jingshu said casually.

"I want you to take care of it." Zhang Zhenping became a little angry from embarrassment.

"It's okay, I'll just say it casually, don't be angry." Ye Jingshu smiled, picked up a pen on the dressing table with her plain hand, handed it to him gracefully, and said, "Order some flower tins for me."

Zhang Zhenping looked at the slender pen in her hand, and couldn't help but focus on her slender, slender, jade-white fingers. His throat rolled, and then he picked up the pen lightly.

His thin fingers were stained with some lip balm, and he painted on her snow-white forehead, one by one, a red lotus bloomed on her forehead.

"It's so beautiful." The maid at the side couldn't help but say something.

"You girl, you're here to make me happy again." Ye Jingshu smiled, and turned to look at herself in the mirror, but she was also a little stunned.

The red lotus on her forehead is indeed very well drawn, the strokes are delicate, and even the fine lines of the lotus are drawn out. Her makeup girl does not have such skills.

"Second Master's craftsmanship is really good." Ye Jingshu praised him again, but Zhang Zhenping continued coldly, "I have never painted this flower tin for others."

Although his words were cold, but he continued too quickly, and there was some taste of eagerness to clarify.

"I know, after all, we grew up together. Although Zhenping is not very good at business, you have a very high standard in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, especially calligraphy and painting." Ye Jingshu said with a smile.

"Do you still remember?" Zhang Zhenping was a little surprised.

"Of course I remember." Ye Jingshu nodded and said, "In fact, everything I said is the truth, but no one believes it, but it doesn't matter."

What she said was a little helpless, seemingly calm, but Zhang Zhenping tasted a bit of bitterness from it. His angry heart just now was completely soothed. He only looked at Ye Jingshu and sighed.

Ye Jingshu was holding it in front of the dressing table and asked the maid to put on makeup for her, but Zhang Zhenping waved the maid away and said, "Let me do it."

He picked a little rouge with a silver hairpin and melted it in his hands, rubbed it lightly, and covered his face lightly, and then used a pen to paint bright red lipstick on her lips.

"Let's paint with a slant of red." Ye Jingshu said, she likes the beauty of this kind of scars.

"No, this is fine." Zhang Zhenping put down his pen and took two steps back, but his eyes kept on her.

(End of this chapter)