The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

That night, Nan Chu stayed in Qingyin's yard for the first time.

Qingyin looked at Nan Chu, who stayed in the yard and did not leave after dinner, with a hint of embarrassment and confusion on her face.

"Master?" Why isn't Master leaving at this time?

Nan Chu sat in his seat, not intending to move his butt. He raised his eyes and looked at Qing Yin calmly: "I want to stay here with Fu Jin today."

Qingyin lowered her head and said stiffly, "Then I'll ask Maya to prepare the side yard."

Nan Chu looked at Fu Jin's expression and roughly guessed how much he meant to her. A hint of disappointment flashed across his eyes, but he remained calm. He said in a tone of grievance, "People outside heard that I hadn't entered Fu Jin's room for so long at home, and some people objected..."

A trace of heaviness appeared on Nan Chu's face, and his proud head suddenly drooped, revealing a pitiful look.

"The Khan has granted you my wife, and some people think that I am...disrespectful to the Khan."

As for who said it, Nan Chu can only tell you that he is also a human being. (The sinister Nan Chu thought so)

Qingyin frowned, understanding what Nanchu was not saying.

A trace of self-blame appeared on her face. Although she had not intended to become Nan Chu's wife these days, Nan Chu had been so gentle to her during her time in Yehenala Mansion and had not forced her to stay in her room. Even though she was still thinking about the Khan and her two daughters in the palace, she was still slightly moved by this man.

"If you don't want me to, I can still go back to my own yard."

While Qingyin was thinking, Nan Chu looked at Qingyin disappointedly, as if he had been rejected by Qingyin, and slowly turned around and walked towards the door.

The table was only two meters away from the courtyard gate. The man had only taken a few steps and had not yet reached the gate.

Qingyin stopped him.

"and many more."

Nan Chu was stunned, with the corners of his lips slightly curled up. Qing Yin, who had her back to him, did not see the smile on his lips.

Facing Nan Chu's surprised look, Qing Yin's face felt like it was on fire, and she said shyly, "Just stay."

The man's eyes grew more fiery, and Qingyin's voice grew softer and softer. "Also, to avoid other people's gossip."

"I know. I can just sleep on the floor in your room."

"I will never touch you if you don't want me to."

"Ah."

Qingyin nodded timidly.

—

In the evening, there was one more person in the East Courtyard, and Qingyin couldn't sleep.

He tossed and turned in bed with his eyes closed.

A deep male voice sounded in the originally quiet night.

"Can't sleep?"

Qingyin was a little embarrassed, "Did I wake you up?"

"No, I haven't fallen asleep yet."

"Oh."

Qingyin responded dryly.

In the darkness of the night, Nan Chu was lying on the floor bed next to Fu Jin's bed. His nose was filled with the sweet scent of Fu Jin's body. He was a little intoxicated. He could imagine how cute Fu Jin's face was lying on the bed without even looking at her. She had big eyes and a hint of embarrassment, and she looked timid. He didn't know why Fu Jin was still so cold and shy even though she had given birth to two children.

So cute, Nan Chu thought.

After a while, Qingyin still couldn't fall asleep.

Nan Chu had practiced martial arts and could sensitively notice that the person on the bed was still breathing rapidly, and it was obvious that Fu Jin was still not asleep.

Worried about Fu Jin's sleep, Nan Chu asked, "Did Fu Jin think about her future husband before she got married?"

The room was silent for a long time. Just when Nan Chu thought his wife would not say anything, he heard a faint and confused female voice: "I haven't thought about it."

"Does Fu Jin like the Khan?"

"Like it? I don't know."

Hearing this answer, Nan Chu, who was holding his breath, secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

"If I could return to the Khan, would Fu Jin still be willing to marry me?"

Qingyin remained silent about this question.

Nan Chu's heart, which had relaxed, began to tense up again.

"You still want to return to the Khan?"

Nan Chu asked with a slightly sour tone.

This time, Qingyin answered, but her voice was trembling, "My two daughters are still in the palace. I, I am worried about them."

The moment he heard the trembling sound, Nan Chu felt something was wrong. He immediately got up and climbed onto the wooden bed beside him. He lit the candle left in the room and saw Qingyin lying on the bed crying.

At this moment, Nan Chu's heart was broken.

The man hugged his beloved whom he had been thinking about for a long time. It was rare that he did not have any romantic thoughts. Nan Chu panicked and tried his best to comfort Qingyin in his arms: "Blame me, for having to say all this."

"Don't cry, don't cry, my heart is about to be broken by your crying."

"Don't worry, princesses in the palace. We have people from the Yehenala Mansion in the palace. We will keep a close eye on the two princesses. Nothing will happen to them."

"Woo, woo, really?" Qingyin asked uncertainly, wiping her tears.

"Of course it's true. You are my wife, and the two princesses are my daughters. How could I, as their father, not take care of them?"

"Look, someone reported earlier that the two princesses, the sixth princess, Marici, went to the Imperial Garden to catch butterflies today and was so happy. The ninth princess also drank an extra bowl of milk today and is growing so fast..."

Nan Chu kept talking.

The woman in his arms was still able to respond, nodding from time to time, but after a while, she became quiet and there was no movement at all.

Nan Chu tilted his head in confusion and looked into his arms, only to find that the wife in his arms had fallen asleep while crying while listening to his voice. Her beautiful big eyes were tightly closed, and her slender eyelashes were stained with crystal tears. There was a circle of pink around them, and it was obvious that she had cried a lot before.

Nan Chu didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He reached out his hand with some pity and gently touched the corner of Qingyin's eye which was circled with red.

He secretly made up his mind: he would never let Fu Jin cry sadly again.

But after waiting for such a long time, with the girl warm and beautiful in his arms, and the faint fragrance of the girl floating straight into his nose, Nan Chu felt that a part of his body was gradually reviving. He felt itchy and wanted to leave but was afraid that Fu Jin would wake up and cry again. There was no way, Nan Chu could only keep his eyes open in a strange posture throughout the night until dawn.

When the next day dawned, Nan Chu, with dark circles under his eyes, whispered to Maya to take good care of the concubine, and then he reluctantly left for court.

—

It rained in the paddock at the mansion these days, and several lively ponies in the paddock fell sick. Dunjie needed to go to the mansion's witch doctor to get medicine, and happened to meet Maya who was passing by with food.

Thinking of his wife whom he hadn't seen for a long time, Dunjie couldn't help but stepped forward and called Maya: "Miss Maya, wait a minute."

Maya noticed someone calling her, stopped in surprise, and turned to look at the person.

"Hey, is that you?"

"You're not the horse breeder. Your name is Dunjie, right?"

Maya narrowed her eyes and looked at the man not far away and said.

Dunjie showed a flattering smile on his face: "Yes, it's me, Miss Maya."

"Why did you stop me?"

Maya asked doubtfully.

Dunjie was a little embarrassed to ask Fu Jin directly why she hadn't been to the paddocks. She had been coming quite often just a few days ago. He feigned honesty and said, "The two foals Fu Jin has been watching have grown quite a bit these days. I wanted to ask Fu Jin if she would like to come and see the foals. Otherwise, they'll grow and change every day, and I won't be able to see them anymore."