Soft and crispy waist

When I walked to the moon-shaped gate of Yinlin Courtyard, I saw a silhouette standing in the courtyard, who was a little thinner than I remembered.

Her hair was half loose, draped behind her like silk or satin, and fluttered a little in the wind, looking graceful and elegant.

Her profile highlights her beautiful nose bridge, her long eyelashes are like a fan, and she holds a bamboo reel in her hand. She smiles as she looks at the kite flying steadily in the sky. The morning sun brightens the whole yard like parting the clouds.

"Little father-in-law!"

The maid in the yard screamed in surprise, and Xia Zheng turned around.

Seeing Gu Yizi standing outside the moon cave door, he was stunned for a moment, then panicked and didn't know whether to salute or put down the bamboo wheel in his hand. The kite in the sky also fell to the ground.

Gu Yizi took two quick steps forward, and with his big hand he grasped her hand and the bamboo wheel inside. After pulling a few times, the kite was stabilized.

"You don't have to hold the kite so tightly when you fly it."

Being held by his hand, Xia Zheng didn't know how to salute, so she just nodded in response, but she couldn't help but look up at Gu Yizi several times.

"I heard that you've been suffering from morning sickness these past few days. Why are you still out flying kites?" Gu Yizi lowered his eyes and stared at her with a hint of reproach.

"The young lady has transferred cook Yang here and built a small kitchen for me. He has started eating again and hasn't vomited in the past two days." After Xia Zheng explained, Gu Yizi didn't respond. He just looked at her and waited for her to finish answering.

Xia Zheng stole a glance at Gu Yizhi, lowered her head like a child who had done something wrong, and said, "I have been lying in bed for seven or eight days. I really can't lie down any longer, and I can't leave the hospital at will, so I made a kite."

"A kite is not as good at entertaining people in this yard as a kite." Gu Yizi asked, his clear eyes seeing through Xia Zheng.

Xia Zheng grumbled guiltily, "It's different after all."

"Then who is different?"

Xia Zheng shyly raised her eyes to glance at Gu Yizhi, then quickly lowered them, silently explaining who was the different person. Her voice became increasingly softer as she explained, "I dare not have any wishful thinking. I just want someone to talk to me."

"Who?"

Gu Yizhi's voice was inexpressible, and Xia Zheng didn't dare to look at his expression. She gritted her teeth and said, "Chunzhi, who came from the Anyang Marquis's Mansion with me, is also... She is also the young master's concubine."

When it was mentioned, Gu Yizi vaguely remembered such a person.

"You are pleading for her today."

The deep voice was like an icy blade striking Xia Zheng's heart again and again. If she answered incorrectly, all the hard-earned success she had today would be wasted.

"Yes!" Xia Zheng said without hesitation. "Chunzhi is kindhearted and has saved me twice. Now, due to her status, she is having a hard time in the mansion. I beg the young master to show me some mercy and allow her to stay with me in the side room. I can practice calligraphy more, reciting the Thousand Character Classic fifty times, no, a hundred times!"

Gu Yizi did not respond, and the atmosphere instantly froze.

Xia Zheng raised her eyes cautiously and raised two fingers with hesitation. "Two hundred times?"

Seeing that Gu Yizi's expression remained unchanged, his facial features wrinkled and he gritted his teeth and said, "Two hundred and fifty times! I beg you to have mercy on me, young master. No more."

With a sneer, the ice on Gu Yizi's face melted away. Without waiting for Xia Zheng's reaction, he leaned close to her ear and whispered, "It depends on your performance."

Performance?

Show what?

While she was still dazed, Gu Yizi took the bamboo wheel from her hand, wrapped her hand with his big hand and led her into the house.

"Changfeng, tell someone to bring some water. We'll bathe here today."

Gu Yizi gave his instructions before entering the door, but Changfeng stood there in a daze for several breaths.

Gu Yizi always bathed in Shushiju and didn't need anyone to serve him. But now he wants to bathe in Xia Zheng's room. The small bathroom is only separated by a bead curtain, so even if he doesn't serve him, it is still considered serving him.

Another exception, Aunt Xia was too fast.

But Changfeng didn't dare to gossip about his master. He came to his senses and immediately went to make arrangements. Only Donglin was still standing there, staring fiercely at the door of the main house with his lowered eyes.

There was only a bathtub in the bathroom, which was filled up after a few buckets of water.

After everyone had tactfully left the main room and closed the door, Xia Zheng, who had come to her senses, raised her hand to undress Gu Yizi.

Xia Zheng took off her clothes layer by layer and paused when she reached the last piece of undershirt.

Gu Yizi never exposes his body, even when he was involved in the incident at the pharmacy, he was still wearing his undershirt.

But seeing that Gu Yizi did not resist, Xia Zheng still untied the thin belt.

The firm tendon muscles inside were exposed, as were dozens of scars of varying depths. One of them ran from the left chest all the way to the waist.

Although it has healed, the scar is still so hideous that you can still see the bone.

The moment she saw clearly, Xia Zheng instinctively dodged backwards.

"Scared?"

Xia Zheng nodded, but there was a natural hint of heartache beneath her averted eyes. She wanted to do something but didn't know what to do.

"It's an old injury, it doesn't hurt." Gu Yizi stepped into the bathtub and soaked his whole body in it.

Xia Zheng immediately took a handkerchief, soaked it in water, and wiped him gently and carefully.

This force was just right for Xia Zheng, but it felt like a tickle to Gu Yizi. The hanging hair would occasionally brush across his neck and shoulders, like a feather caressing or a cat's claw scratching his heart.

Turning around, she looked serious and respectful.

He had forgotten that this girl was the best at teasing people in a serious manner.

I wanted to relax, but now I'm asking for trouble.

He stood up suddenly, and before Xia Zheng could see clearly, Gu Yizi had already put on his loose pajamas and pulled her back to the inner room.

He hugged her around the waist and brought her to the bed.

"Young Master, you can't..."

"Sleep with me for a while." Gu Yizi closed his eyes, his voice heavy with fatigue.

Xia Zheng obediently didn't make a sound, and soon she heard a faint snoring sound.

Only then did she dare to turn sideways and look at the face carefully.

When she was asleep, she looked less majestic and more elegant, with her thin red lips still glistening with water, looking like tempting cherries.

Xia Zheng pursed her lips, but still didn't dare.

The moment Gu Yizi came in to take a shower was beyond her expectations.

She dared to do this because after serving Gu Yizi for some time, she knew that he was not a petty person, and he was a person who valued rules. The reason why Tao Yurong made her a concubine was partly due to the rules, and the same was true for Chunzhi.

And her little thoughts could not escape his eyes. It was okay to hide it from Tao Yurong, but as Gu Yizi was the person in charge of the entire Zhenguo Mansion, she could not hide it even if she hid it well. She did not say it out loud because she knew that he did not dislike her harmless little tricks, just like the previous times.

But this time it was risky after all. She thought he would agree directly, or leave in displeasure, or even ignore her, but she didn't expect that he would hug her to sleep in the end.

I had clearly ordered her not to tease her before, but now I...

Is it because her status has changed and she is now completely considered a member of his courtyard?

Xia Zheng couldn't understand it, but the master was easier to serve than she had imagined, which was a great thing for her.

But she didn't notice that her joy caught the eyes of the person who was "deeply sleeping", and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.