The sun was drooping. A Jiao guessed that the official was coming back and packed her needle and thread basket in advance. She was afraid that the maids in the yard would laugh at her husband, so A Jiao did not go to the yard to look forward to it, but closed the door and sat on a chair by the window waiting. The window was pushed open for a gap. A Jiao held her cheek and watched the shadow on the wall slowly lengthening.

The maid in pink skirt was going to see if their master had returned. She obviously didn't want to serve the master in her forties, but where was the maid's identity, she only dared to complain to them privately, and did not dare to neglect the master in front of him.

A Jiao thought that compared with the maid with a pink skirt, her life was indeed calculated. A person like an official, after finding Miss Xiangyun, at most, she would marry a wife in her family...

The official promised to take care of her, but what would the official do if the official’s future wife could not tolerate her?

Gillian's eagerness to the official suddenly drifted over with a cloud of haze.

Men will become different after getting married. There are many people who ignore my mother for their sake, let alone her as a concubine?

Take the uncle as an example. She has a blood relationship with her uncle, and her uncle really takes care of her. But no matter how good her niece is, she can't compare to her wife who will live a lifetime, and can't compare to the two children her wife gave birth to him. My uncle is like this. In the future, the official will fall into the same situation. On the one hand, he is a concubine who has been tired of seeing him, and on the other hand, he is a beautiful wife who has just passed on the Zhao family's family. What would the official choose?

Just a thought, my mood suddenly became sick. I am not a wife after all. Even if I get the heart of a man for the time being, my beauty will decline in the future, or my husband will be more respectful to my wife, and a good concubine can be kicked out of the house at will, just like a maid with pink skirt or a maid with green skirt. My life is not in my own hands, like a duckweed.

The light in his eyes dimmed. Gillian lowered her head and touched the new belt she embroidered for the official. If this belt could become a magic weapon of the immortal family, the official would be entangled by her if he cares about it. No matter how old lady Zhao scolded him, the official would not want to marry him. How great would it be?

Gillian bit her lip, this idea is so selfish, how could she bear to see the official without children?

Forget it, she would like to ask the Bodhisattva to bless the official to marry a wife who can tolerate her.

"Giao Jiao Jiao, come out quickly, your Captain Zhao is here to pick you up!"

Suddenly, the voice of a maid with pink skirts came from the yard, and she was so happy that she actually blew away the haze of Gillian!

Putting the belt back into the sewing basket, then carrying the sewing basket into your arms, Gillian quickly walked to the door and opened the door. She saw the green-skirt maid walking out of the room, and looked at her with the pink-skirt maid smiling.

Remembering those nonsense words of his mistakes, Gillian was extremely guilty.

"Giao Jiao has packed up so quickly, have she been looking forward to Captain Zhao for a long time?" The maid in the pink skirt joked.

Gillian couldn't tell her and walked out with a shy face.

The maid with pink skirt held the arm of the green skirt and followed A Jiao a few steps away, muttering: "Captain Zhao is back, the man should be back too. Let's go over and take a look."

Gillian didn't believe it, they just went to see her official.

When he left the door, Gillian saw a tall figure in a purple robe at a glance. Her face was a little tanned because she had been working on cases all year round, and she looked resolute and steady. She wore a sword around her waist, majestic.

"Look, how handsome he is."

Behind him, the maid with a pink skirt came a low voice of praise. Ajiao was afraid that the official would hear it, so she could not help but speed up her pace and trot to the official, pulling his sleeve and walking eastward.

"Giao Jiao, why are you doing so fast? It's not dark yet!"

The maid with a pink skirt said with a smile on her face.

Gillian didn't look back, her little face was almost the same color as the last sunset in the sky.

Zhao Yanping had a smart mind and had already guessed a few points.

This kind of joke is nothing. It is obvious that Gillian has met a new partner and her life should not be so boring today. Zhao Yanping is actually relieved.

"You get along well with them."

When he arrived east, he saw her let go and Zhao Yanping said.

A Jiao looked at him and explained, "I met him during dinner, and then did needlework together. After chatting a few more words, the person wearing a pink skirt is called Azhu, and the person wearing a green skirt is called Hongxia. I also told them my name, is that okay?"

Zhao Yanping said: "What's wrong? Don't say too much, especially those involving us."

Giao immediately said, "Don't worry, I know the right way." Even the words of the official were all nonsense.

After entering the room, Zhao Yanping asked Gillian to rest, and he went to the kitchen to get the dinner for the two of them.

He went there for two quarters of an hour. When he came back, he was holding a tray in his hand, with a plate of four steamed buns, one meat and one vegetable and two bowls of vegetables on it.

"The food in Guanyi is really good, and we had something for lunch." Gillian smiled and walked over to wipe the table.

Zhao Yanping: "Well, I'll eat at Guanyi tonight. After eating, I'll go shopping on the street."

There was a chair in the room. Zhao Yanping moved the small table to the bed. He sat on the bed and asked Gillian to sit on the chair. The two of them ate face to face.

"Didn't you give me any instructions?" Gillian asked.

Zhao Yanping bit the steamed bun and said, "They went to the restaurant to have a meal, nothing happened."

Gillian was relieved.

After the two of them had a simple meal, Zhao Yanping went to deliver the tray. When he came back, he carried a bucket of water and washed his face. He wanted to change the captain's official uniform.

Gillian turned over skillfully and reminded him softly: "I have embroidered a belt for the official, please try it, it's on the bed."

Zhao Yanping just saw it. At this time, he walked over, picked up the belt embroidered with tiger and leopard dark patterns embroidered on the black background and looked at it. While tied it, he whispered: "It's okay for you to be a woman with a red girl."

Gillian laughed: "The official likes it. I will make more clothes for the official, and I am usually idle anyway."

Zhao Yanping thought of her clear and moist apricot eyes and said, "It's enough to make two new clothes a year. It's a waste of extra money. You're so idle. You can cut the materials that the adults gave you and make a few new clothes."

A Jiao held her hands and said, "The official has no silk clothes. It is not suitable for me to wear such good materials. Keep them. When the official finds Miss Xiangyun and marry a wife in the future, I will make new clothes for them."

Zhao Yanping frowned and turned to look at her: "Your is yours, what do you want to do so far? Even if I find my sister and marry her husband, I won't be greedy for you."

Gillian didn't expect that his kindness would bring him such a fierce tone. Her grievances made her eyes red, and she didn't dare to show it, lowering her head and muffled.

However, this is already a very aggrieved expression.

Zhao Yanping frowned even deeper, and after a moment of silence, he walked straight toward the door: "Let's go."

Only then did Gillian look at him resentfully and follow him.

After leaving the official post, the two left one after another, and no one spoke.

The alley that came yesterday, and the time was about the same. The street was still crowded. A Jiao was panicked, but she didn't dare to grab the official's sleeve again. Zhao Yanping took two steps and looked at her with his eyes. After finding that A Jiao was almost hit by an old man passing by, Zhao Yanping turned around, grabbed A Jiao's wrist and pulled her to her side.

Gillian looked up at him.

Zhao Yanping looked cold and moved his big hand down, changing to holding her hand.

The palm was warm, but a small movement was filled with a silent tenderness. Gillian forgot his fierce tone in Guanyi, and forgot that he might face the trouble of being caught between the official and the wife of the official in the future. He only had the man who was considerate and held her at this moment. At least at this moment, Guanyi was completely hers.

"Do you have anything to buy?" The shops in the previous shops were all bought for women, including silk, rouge and jewelry. The shops were open, and someone else sent to set up a stall on the street to attract the passing people. Zhao Yanping retracted his gaze and asked the girls around him.

Gillian was a little wild today. I don’t know if it was because Mrs. Zhao was not around to watch her, or because she was bold by the two newly met maids.

Xingmou looked at the official with anticipation, and Gillian asked tentatively: "I want to buy it, will the official buy it for me?"

Zhao Yanping said everything, so he was naturally willing to give her two small things to make her happy, but he emphasized: "I only brought two taels of silver, don't buy too expensive ones."

After the family had the remaining money, the old lady always asked him to keep five taels of silver in his hand to use it cheaply. This month, he spent three taels of money to buy medicine for the old lady, and Zhao Yanping only had two taels left.

Gillian didn't dislike it. The official had this kind of heart. Even if he only bought her two copper coins, Gillian felt sweet.

She looked carefully along the stalls on the street.

Zhao Yanping let go of her hand, but always stood behind her without leaving her step. The lights were as bright as day, but softer than the sun. She bent over and picked on the stall. Her jade-like skin was delicate and flawless, and her apricot eyes were shimmering under her long eyelashes, and she looked bright. She had no need to dress up and was already a beauty.

"This facial fat smells so good, please smell it."

Gillian picked up a box of facial fat she liked. She was very happy and raised a small box of facial fat for him to smell it.

Zhao Yanping tried not to look at her beautiful face, and sniffed the fat perfunctorily, and a rich fragrance of osmanthus came to her face.

Zhao Yanping didn't like such a strong fragrance, but Gillian liked it, so he nodded: "It's really delicious."

Gillian took back the rouge box and thought for a while. If she were at her aunt's house, Gillian would definitely not use such ostentatious facial fat, but Mrs. Zhao wanted her to use all her strength to seduce the official. The more fragrant she was, the happier the old Mrs. Zhao would be.

"How much does this box cost?" Gillian looked at the middle-aged woman setting up a stall.

The woman glanced at Zhao Yanping and said with a smile: "The little lady has a very accurate vision. This is a new product newly developed by our store this year. It is sold very well. The official lady likes to use it, and the price is cheap. A box costs only five cents of silver."

Gillian took a breath in shock.

She has lived in Huayue Tower for too long and has never bought anything by hand. She is not sure about the price of many things outside. But every time her cousin Zhu Shuangshuang buys rouge and water powder, she will show it to her. I remember that my cousin bought the best box of rouge and only costs one yuan. She is so precious. She is willing to use it when she goes out to visit. Why are the things in the city so expensive?

"Can you still be cheaper?" Gillian really likes this box.

The woman smiled and said, "I should use such good rouge for a long time. We have cheap ones in our store, but it can easily hurt my face after using them for a long time. It is really not as good as this one."

No matter how good she is, she can’t bear to leave it. She can use the autumn and winter surface fat for a long time. She can only use it for half a month. How can she afford it?

"Forget it, I'll go..."

Before Ah Gillian could finish speaking, a big hand suddenly reached out from her and handed a piece of broken silver to the woman.

While happily taking the money, the woman said to Jiao enviously: "Miss, I think it's expensive. Look, your husband loves people a lot. You used our good rouge and dressed up beautifully to show your husband. This is the love between husband and wife, and it's like a bond!"
Chapter completed!