All the explanations are clearly explained, and there is no bridal chamber on the night of the bridal chamber. Zhao Yanping got out of the bed and took out a piece of dark old bed sheet from the cabinet.

The sheet of bed was pulled apart as long as the bed, more than four feet wide. There were small hooks at the ends of the bed, hooked on the head of the bed and on the gauze tents on both sides of the bed, and a layer of barrier was set up in the middle of the bed. The sheets were thick enough. As long as people on the inside and outside sides did not stand up and looked at the other side, no one could see what anyone was doing.

"You sleep inside in autumn and winter, and it's hot in spring and summer, I sleep inside." Zhao Yanping sat outside the bed and arranged in a low voice.

He has thought so carefully, what else can Gillian say?

"If the old lady asks, you say I like to cover one bed with one bed, and you are free."

Zhao Yanping turned out a quilt from the cabinet and said.

Gillian listened to him laying the quilt opposite her. She bit her lip, picked up a white handkerchief prepared by the head of the bed, and slowly stuffed it out from the bed partition made of old bed sheets, and asked like a mosquito: "This, the old lady must check it tomorrow morning."

Zhao Yanping glanced at him and took the white veil.

Jiao heard that he got out of bed again, but couldn't see what he had done. After a moment, he stuffed the veil back, and there was a few blood in the middle of the snow-white veil.

Gillian said in surprise: "Official, you..."

"I made a hole in my shoulder, and a little bit of injury is fine," Zhao Yanping said in a deep voice, "That's all I can do. If the old lady asks you for details in the room in the future, you have to make it up yourself and try to say it as true. Otherwise, let the old lady know that I didn't touch you, and she will urge you to seduce me like she calls Cui Niang to work."

Gillian suddenly realized that Mrs. Zhao was the one who could decide her life in the future.

After putting away the veil, Gillian asked her confusion: "Why don't you tell the old lady about your thoughts? You said that, the old lady will definitely understand you."

Zhao Yanping sat at the head of the bed, looked at a pair of candles on the table opposite and said, "She worked hard to pull me up and grow up. If I say that, she would misunderstand that I was resenting her."

When he was a child, he did hate his grandmother, thinking that she forced his mother to remarry, and she cooperated with her uncle to design and sold her sister. But later Zhao Yanping understood that his grandmother was not that bad, but in the family, his grandmother regarded him as the most important thing.

Gillian admires the men outside even more. She keeps everything in her heart and respects the old lady in his own way.

"Go to sleep."

Zhao Yan lay down flat.

Gillian's wedding dress was complicated and she felt uncomfortable in sleeping. She was willing to give her body to the official, but the official didn't want it. Gillian didn't have to worry about him lifting the bed and peeping, and lowering her head to take off the wedding dress. There was a loose short shirt and gauze pants inside. The dowry given to her by her uncle was tied to one end of her bellyband. The bulging bag was stuffed between her chest, squeezed tightly, and it was difficult to fall out.

Gillian sat with her back to him, and took off the bag with a red face, clenched it, and Gillian gently called "Official".

Zhao Yanping responded: "What's the matter?"

Gillian lay down first, then stuffed the bag through the bottom of the bed, and said softly: "This is my uncle who secretly paid for my dowry. The jewelry inside was left to me by my mother, and the money was paid to my redeem money. Last night, my uncle told me that I must let the official take a look at it so that I would not be able to explain what was lost at the official's house. I took these things."

Zhao Yanping felt that she was not the kind of person who could steal things, but when he thought of the old lady's temper, he counted it and could still be a witness in the future.

“Okay.”

Zhao Yanping sat up, went to the desk to get paper and pen, and then returned to the bed with an oil lamp.

The cloth bag was placed under the bed. Zhao Yanping took it over and accidentally found that the cloth bag was still hot.

I don't have to guess that this bag must have been hidden by her.

Out of the habit of a head-catching, Zhao Yanping unconsciously listed the places where things could be hidden in her body. At the same time, a faint fragrance suddenly came from the bag. Thinking about her actions he had heard before, Zhao Yanping suddenly felt that the bag became hot.

He quickly poured out the things inside, Zhao Yanping put the bag aside, carefully counted her dowry, and then wrote them one by one on the paper.

After a while, Zhao Yanping handed the bag and paper to Gillian.

The candlelight was raised by him above the bed, and Gillian supported herself up. Seeing that the paper clearly wrote a few things on it. In addition to recording all the betrothal gifts in her name, Zhao Yanping recorded twenty-two taels of silver, which was clearly divided into ten taels of betrothal gifts and silver, and the twelve taels of dowry she brought with her own dowry, and the three jewelry were also included in the dowry.

Under the paper, Zhao Yanping's name is also witnessed.

"Please pack this paper and put all the silver jewelry together tomorrow morning. It's all your things anyway." Zhao Yanping put down the oil lamp and said.

Gillian was guilty of the betrothal gift: "I eat and live for free at the official's house. How can I end the betrothal gift of the official's betrothal gift? Let's leave it to the old lady for safekeeping."

Zhao Yanping said, "You have not left the Zhao family for a day, and I have been my concubine all day. I will exchange ten taels of silver for you to comfort the old lady for me. Why is it for free to eat and live? As for the dressing table, silk and silk are all gifts given by the magistrate, and of course they are all yours. Even if you want to respect the old lady, you can't even use it at a time, so you can use it with peace of mind."

Gillian had to listen to him.

Zhao Yanping turned off the lights.

Gillian lie down with him. Although he couldn't see his people, he listened to his regular and steady breathing, Gillian was full of expectations for the future.

No matter what, she no longer has to be excluded by her aunt and cousin.

Zhao Yanping can keep his sleeping position unchanged when he sleeps at night, unlike Zhu Shuangshuang who likes to toss and turns. Occasionally, she will deliberately wake up Gillian when she gets up at night.

That night, Jiao seemed to have a very comfortable sleep alone. It was not until the sound of water splashing in the yard that Jiao woke up.

She remembered that someone suddenly said outside the bed, "Lying down for a while, you and I have just gotten up early is suspicious."

Gillian was so scared that she lay back again by Zhao Yanping's extremely calm voice.

After a while, Gillian remembered her situation in the Zhao family. She was Zhao Yanping's concubine. Zhao Yanping was determined to find her sister and didn't want to enjoy it. However, she had to act in front of Mrs. Zhao that the two had become the same.

"Official, is the old lady as smart as you?" Gillian asked quietly.

Zhao Yanping thought for a while and said, "She won't think so carefully, but she must know what kind of behavior a woman will behave after marriage, but I don't know, be careful not to reveal flaws."

Gillian touched the bed between the two with her fingertips, and said stutteringly: "I don't want to reveal my flaws, but I, I have only heard of how those prostitutes serve people, and I have never seen them afterwards."

Gillian's eyes were like water, hiding her own little trick. Since the official is so smart, it should be seen from this sentence that she is really innocent.

Zhao Yanping had never doubted this. There were so many prostitutes in Huayue Tower. When she saw the constables, she looked at the eyes of the real prostitutes, and was full of fear of the unknown. On the way to search for the madam, she was so scared that she was as frightened as a frightened bird, almost grabbed his sleeve and asked him for protection.

"You, adapt to the situation."

I had to do this.

After all the Zhao family members got up, Zhao Yanping signaled that Gillian could get up.

"I'll help me get the crabapple red dress." Gillian said while lying down. The wedding dress was too cumbersome, and she would have worn it that time in her life.

Zhao Yanping walked to the box cage brought by Gillian. There were two pairs of quilts, four sets of clothes, and two sets of autumn and winter, all of which were fabrics.

He stuffed the crabapple-red autumn outfit to Gillian and stood in a position where he couldn't see the bed.

Gillian's clothes and quilts were all sewn by herself. The size was just right. After wearing them, Gillian took off the bed tent and got out of the bed. She saw that Zhao Yanping had already been dressed, wearing a dark cloth dress, a square scarf, and a cold face.

He looked at her, Jiao didn't dare to look at her, so she walked over and put the bed in the wardrobe to hide it, then folded it back to clean up the bed, and the two quilts were folded squarely and placed side by side at the end of the bed. The white handkerchief, Jiao bit her lip, and still put the white handkerchief under the pillow. She thought that Mrs. Zhao would come in and see it later.

"Cui Niang is cooking. You go outside to scoop water and bring it in to wash, just like at your own home, there is no need to be restrained." Zhao Yanping instructed.

Gillian nodded, opened the door bolt, and went out.

There is the main hall outside, and it is also a place for the whole family to eat and talk.

As soon as Gillian came out, she saw Mrs. Zhao sitting at the dining table, and she was the only one. A person was vaguely heard from the west room, saying that it was the official’s mother, Liu, and the half-sister, Shen Ying. These were introduced to her just now.

Old Mrs. Zhao stared at Gillian in scrutiny.

Gillian blushed when she was staring at her, and she lowered her head nervously and said, "The old lady has just woken up early. I'll go to take the water to serve the official to wash his face."

Old Mrs. Zhao couldn't see anything for the time being, and was quite satisfied with Gillian's knowledge of serving her grandson: "Go, it's time to have a meal later."

Gillian hurried to the front yard.

Cui Niang in the kitchen had already cooked water. Gillian took a washbasin from under the eaves and walked to the kitchen. She saw Cui Niang cooking leftovers and the sweet potato porridge had been cooked.

"Miss, you're awake!" Cui Niang greeted with a smile.

Although Gillian didn't do anything, she was so embarrassed that she nodded to Cui Niang, she scooped water and went in.

Just a basin of water, Zhao Yanping pulled two towels and wet them at the same time, handed them to Jiao, and washed them together.

This time, Gillian wiped her lips cleanly and rubbed her a little harder, looking as red as if she had applied lip fat, making her face look whiter and tenderer.

Zhao Yanping packed up and went out, and Gillian also had to comb her hair and dress up.

When Mrs. Zhao saw her grandson coming out, she also stared at her grandson and looked at her.

Zhao Yanping had no expression, and he couldn't tell whether he was satisfied with Gillian.

Old Mrs. Zhao asked quietly: "How is it, did the grandmother choose the wrong concubine you chose?"

Zhao Yanping sat beside her, frowned slightly and said, "It's okay, I just love to cry."

Old Mrs. Zhao glanced at her grandson, saying, "What does A Jiao love to cry?" Even with her grandson's outfit, women who have given birth to children may not be able to bear it, let alone A Jiao, a little girl with tender skin.
Chapter completed!