Jia Daoshi couldn't stand the way Murong Jiu was now.

Her pitiful appearance, with tears welling up in her eyes, inexplicably filled him with a sense of guilt.

“How could that be? Come on, you do it!” Jia Daoshi spread his hands.

He felt helpless; if things continued at this pace, he wasn't sure if these two young women would turn him into a cripple.

"it is good."

Murong Jiu smiled gently, a hint of cunning in her eyes. After spending some time with him, she had gradually figured out Jia Daoshi's temperament.

No matter what the situation, as long as she puts on a pitiful appearance, her husband will become very gentle and obedient.

Jia Daoshi found it somewhat amusing to see Murong Jiu's little scheme succeed.

If this behavior had occurred before time travel, some people might have called it tacky.

But here, it's different.

In the Great Jing Dynasty, having three wives and four concubines was perfectly normal.

Moreover, his two wives have a very good relationship, and their playful banter falls within the normal range, so he doesn't find it offensive; on the contrary, he finds it very amusing.

This must be the joy of a woman confined to her chambers.

"This dress is very well made, it looks great, and it's warm and comfortable. Thank you for your hard work, my wife."

After Murong Jiu helped him get dressed, Jia Daoshi smiled.

He was telling the truth; wearing clothes made by his wife himself did feel really good.

Moreover, a word of praise from him can make his wife happy, so why not?

Looking at this outfit, not only are the stitches very well done, but it also has some exquisite embellishments. It's comfortable, beautiful, and elegant to wear. This kind of skill is something that ordinary tailors can't achieve.

Moreover, he noticed that among the embellishments on the robe, there was a crescent shape that looked quite unique.

Jia Daoshi was already very handsome, with a sharp-featured face and a tall, straight figure. In this new outfit, he no longer looked like a country bumpkin. He was even more handsome than the noble princes of the Great Qing Kingdom!

Murong Jiu's eyes lit up.

“My lord, you look really good in this outfit.”

Murong Jiu smiled, saying she was very satisfied with her cooking skills.

Jia Daoshi asked with curiosity, "Ajiu, where did you learn your skills? They're much better than those of ordinary tailors."

Actually, making clothes also requires a certain vision.

Murong Jiu was a princess before, and she was in contact with master tailors, so her vision was naturally high. Now that she is learning to make clothes, she follows the habits of those master tailors, so the clothes she makes are naturally beautiful.

"Ah Jiu, your cooking skills are getting better and better."

At this moment, Di Qinglin walked in, looked at the scene, and couldn't help but exclaim in amazement.

When Jia Daoshi changed his clothes, he caught her eye. His emerald green eyes, like those of a lake, held a hint of infatuation.

Looking at Di Qinglin's intensely affectionate gaze, Jia Daoshi couldn't help but feel a little smug.

It's clear that tonight will be another sleepless night...

……

A hard night has passed.

The next morning, Jia Daoshi opened his eyes.

Last night, the seventh time was celebrated.

Even Di Qinglin was still asleep at this time.

However, Jia Daoshi felt full of energy.

After practicing this Dragon Elephant Divine Skill, it is indeed extraordinary!

However, Murong Jiu, who had just gotten up, couldn't help but complain:

"Looks like I'll have to change the sheets again today..."

Jia Daoshi: "..."

Despite Di Qinglin's cold exterior, after experiencing things firsthand, he understood why people say women are made of water.

He got up, dressed, and had just stepped outside when he saw a scene that surprised him.

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