The stunning beauty of Qing Dynasty

Nan Chu, who had just heard Qingyin's voice, had not yet reacted. After he understood the meaning of Fu Jin's words, Nan Chu was stunned for three minutes.

The whole person had a complex expression, as if he had been hit by a huge rock three times and suddenly found out that he was fine and suddenly became stronger. Surprise, ecstasy, and all kinds of complex expressions appeared on Nan Chu's face, and he no longer had the usual cold look.

"Fujin, are you willing to accept me just now? Did I hear it wrong? Why don't you say it again?"

Nan Chu said ecstatically.

Qing Yin glared at him in irritation. The little wife, who had become somewhat temperamental due to Nan Chu's pampering in the past few months, said angrily, "If you didn't hear it, forget it. I won't tell you a second time."

Nan Chu hugged Qing Yin flatteringly, "Hmph, don't tell me, don't tell me. I heard it, and Fu Jin can't regret it."

"Ah."

Looking at the man's ecstatic reaction, Qingyin suppressed the smile in her eyes and responded lightly.

After establishing the relationship, Nan Chu became even more attached to Qingyin.

Qingyin was embroidering a purse, and Nanchu asked rather sourly beside her: "Who is this embroidered for, Fujin?"

"Marychi."

Oh, eldest daughter, that's okay.

"So there's a purse here?"

"It's for Xinyu. Leave it with her sister first."

Afraid that Nan Chu would misunderstand, Qingyin explained.

Nan Chu: “…”

There was no need for Fu Jin to explain in such detail. In fact, he was not such a jealous man. (Hey, do you believe it?)

……

Nan Chu, who had just stopped asking, started asking Qing Yin again.

"Does the wife have any other embroidered purses? Ahem," Nan Chu said, facing Qingyin's puzzled gaze, "I'm not talking about myself, but besides Ma Liqi and Xinyu, has the wife given a purse to anyone else?"

Qingyin: "..."

She didn't understand at first, but when she heard someone mentioning a man she didn't dare to acknowledge with a guilty conscience, Qingyin understood.

She glanced at Nan Chu with a hint of anger, "It's just a purse for the child, and you're jealous of it."

"Don't think about the two purses in my hand. Yours, I will make it for you after I finish Malik and Xinyu's."

Nan Chu said "hmm" obediently with a happy face.

As for Fu Jin's "stare", rather than saying it was a stare, Nan Chu thought that it was simply Fu Jin winking at him, which was an important stage in flirting.

Maybe Fu Jin will be willing to let him go to bed tonight. Nan Chu, who was imagining something pornographic, suddenly felt his nose getting hot.

Accompanied by Qingyin's surprised voice: "Master, why are you suddenly bleeding from the nose!"

Nan Chu explained, "I'm just irritable. It's been too hot these days." He left Fu Jin's room as if running away.

The temperature had dropped suddenly in the past few days, and Maya had repeatedly reminded Qingyin to put on an extra lining: "..."

Maybe men are naturally afraid of heat.

—

At night, Chen Si was bewildered as he watched his master hurriedly run out of Fu Jin's courtyard. He subconsciously looked at the master in front of him who was running in a strange posture, holding his nose, and asked, "Master, master, wait for me, servant."

Finally catching up with his master in the side yard, Chen Si gasped, "Master, what's wrong with you?"

Nan Chu held his breath, raised his neck and head towards the sky, finally revealing the horrific bloody marks on half of his face.

Chen Si's heart trembled, and his words shot out like a machine gun: "Master, why are you bleeding so much? Where did it come from? Are you sick? I will call a witch doctor for you."

Nan Chu's face darkened. Chen Si's mention of being sick reminded him of the angry excuse he had used to fool Fu Jin just now.

Chen Si doesn’t know the reason. Doesn’t he know the reason yet?

"Don't call the witch doctor. Even if you have a nosebleed, go get a basin of cold water."

Chen Si hesitated, "Sir, your nose is bleeding so much."

Nan Chu's face darkened even more. "Go quickly, or I'll punish you with a spanking if you don't go."

"Yes, yes, sir."

Chen Si ran away quickly.

……

A few minutes later, Nan Chu finally wiped half of his face clean with cold water and changed into new clothes.

He seemed to have regained his previous elegant appearance. Chen Si asked again in a dull tone: "Master, why did you suddenly have a nosebleed?"

Nan Chu: “…”

Recalling the reason for the previous nosebleed, Fu Jin's skin was as white as snow and felt so soft... The tip of his nose began to feel familiar warmth again. Nan Chu patted his hot cheeks. He couldn't think about it anymore, otherwise he would have another nosebleed.

Nan Chu, who had just woken up, saw Chen Si still looking at him with silly curiosity, as if waiting for his answer. Nan Chu's face suddenly turned dark.

"Get lost! Is this something you can ask?" Nan Chu kicked Chen Si in anger.

"Oh."

Chen Si covered his butt and said: If you don’t want to ask, then don’t ask. Why would I kick him?

—

After taking a quick shower, Nan Chu returned to Qingyin's yard. Looking at the candles still lit in the house, Nan Chu felt warm in his heart.

This must have been left to him by his wife.

Sure enough, after he came back, Qingyin, who was lying on the bed, heard the footsteps and said, "Master is back?"

"Ah."

Nan Chu responded gently, took off his shoes, and got on Qingyin's bed.

This time Qingyin did not refuse. Her covered head was stiff, like a silent sculpture of a beautiful woman.

Nan Chu hugged Qing Yin and said in a hoarse voice, "Is it okay?"

A long time passed, yet it seemed like only a second had passed.

Nan Chu felt the petite woman in his arms nodded shyly, and his unextinguished anger finally flared up again.

A red apricot tree trembled as it climbed up the wall, only to be blown back into the courtyard by a strong wind. The red apricot tree seemed annoyed and embarrassed, unable to escape the grip of the fierce wind no matter what, and could only sway in the wind...

It's dawn all night.

When Nan Chu stood up, he carefully looked at Fu Jin, who was sleeping soundly with her eyes closed and covered with ambiguous red marks, his eyes full of guilt.

It’s all his fault. He was a little too excited yesterday and really tired Fu Jin out.

Nan Chu stood up and put on his clothes, thinking about some medicine that could quickly erase the scars.

The secret medicine that Huang Taiji had awarded to Chen Si before should be enough. He could ask the witch doctor and then give it to Fu Jin.

Chen Si opened his mouth wide when he learned his master's thoughts.

My master, that is a small bottle of life-saving hemostatic medicine that the emperor obtained because of your many dangerous battles. Even if the wound does not stop bleeding, it can stop the bleeding instantly and save your life.

It's too big a waste of money to give it to Fu Jin to remove traces of sexual intercourse.

Chen Si didn't understand, but when he thought of Fu Jin's face that looked like a fairy, he suddenly understood.

It is reasonable to give magic medicine to fairies.

After explaining the matter to Chen Si, Nan Chu asked him to come back after finishing his work. Then he left the house. Before leaving, he did not forget to remind Maya to take good care of Qingyin and remember to let Fu Jin eat more nourishing soup.

Maya: "..."

Their master is good in every way, but when he meets their wife, he becomes nagging.

"Yes, Master."

On the surface, Maya bowed politely and said goodbye to Nan Chu.