When Hao Jia heard the news, he was stunned and felt like the sky was falling.
Hao Jia knew that the Lord of Sichuan wanted her to marry the fifth young master as his wife, but she felt that there was no future, so she wandered around in front of her eldest son, hoping to become his concubine.
Even if the eldest son doesn't want her, she should still be the fifth young master's wife. How could she become the eighth young master Cao Ran's side wife.
This luck is not ordinary. He fell from the sky to the underworld, and it was the eighteenth level of hell.
"How could this happen?" Hao Jia was determined to find out.
The grandma who came to notify Hao Jia looked at Hao Jia sympathetically and said, "Originally, you were going to marry the eldest son. Unfortunately, when Mrs. Jiang came, you became the eighth young master."
"You must know clearly that Lord Sichuan will never refuse Mrs. Jiang's request."
Hao Jia's body swayed and she felt like she was about to collapse.
Damn it, how could she forget about this demon concubine who brought disaster to the country and the people? She couldn't understand why this demon concubine had such a high status and could influence the will of the Lord of Sichuan.
If she had known this, she shouldn't have performed so well and attracted so many people's attention.
Cao Ran's notoriety spread far and wide, and Hao Jia was restless and trembling throughout the day.
In a daze, she put on a red wedding dress to worship her ancestors, then went home and sat on the bed, waiting to be favored.
The mother's status is low and she can't rely on her parents' family but only herself.
Hao Jia waited for several hours, feeling like the days passed by.
It wasn't until the middle of the night, when my butt was sore from sitting and I was drowsy, that I heard the sound of the door opening and the sound of footsteps.
The reason why Cao Ran arrived late was because he went to spy on other people.
The fifth young master and his wife are wrestling with each other, the sixth young master and his wife are pretending to be sick, and the seventh young master and his wife are afraid.
As expected of a female channel, she can do anything except the wedding night during the wedding night.
At this point, Cao Ran felt relieved and went to find Hao Jia's bridal chamber in high spirits.
Hao Jia was uneasy and had her red hijab removed.
Handsome and unrestrained, holding a book in his hand, how could such a personable young man be so notorious? Are the rumors wrong?
A glimmer of hope ignited in Hao Jia's heart. She stood up and bowed to Cao Ran Yingying and said, "I have met your husband."
Cao Ran looked at Hao Jia up and down, he was very ordinary! Nothing good to see?
"Woman, if you dare to speak ill of me, you are finished. Kneel down."
Hao Jia was shocked, and instantly knew that what she said in the yard was known to Cao Ran.
In this Xinchuan where men are superior to women, you cannot speak ill of the young master. If you violate it, Dabi Dou will be punished.
Hao Jia knelt on the ground, faced Cao Ran and said, "I made a mistake, please punish me."
Cao Ran sat on the bed and said: "You must be punished, and I will punish you severely."
"You have only been in Xinchuan for a few days, and you have already made so many masters like you. If I don't punish you, then you won't be able to let a branch of red apricot out of the wall."
"Slandering the young master, seducing the young master, and sowing discord. What kind of good woman is she?"
"Do you think I came out late and went out to fool around? I went to investigate you and find out your details."
"Please forgive me, husband. I will correct my mistake." Hao Jia knelt down and buried her head on the ground.
It's over, it's over, because she was running for her future, she left a bad influence on the young master's heart.
What fate! Always adding insult to injury.
Cao Ran said: "Let's talk about the punishment tomorrow. Let's have a wedding today, oh! By the way, you haven't lost your body yet!"
Hao Jia raised his head and said, "Husband, don't worry, I am still innocent."
Cao Ran said: "Oh! Do you know what to do during the bridal chamber?"
Although he was a little shy, Hao Jia still said bravely: "I told you before I came here, so I should understand."
Cao Ran said: "That's because I don't understand it thoroughly enough. I have Awei's forty-eight postures here. Take a good look at them, and then choose a few special postures to use tonight."
Cao Ran threw the book he brought to Hao Jia and asked her to learn to appreciate it.
This book has complete moves, bright colors, graceful postures and superb painting skills. It is a rare good thing.
As soon as Hao Jia flipped through it, his face turned red and he instantly understood what it was about.
Isn’t this the Spring Gong Picture? Although she had seen it before, this was the first time she had seen such a good one, and it was also the first time she had seen it in front of a man.
Hao Jia closed his eyes, then opened them again and looked carefully.
The young master must be teasing me by doing this. I am here to work, and I must stick to it.
After Hao Jia turned a few pages, Cao Ran said again: "By the way, tomorrow you have to write an article about your wedding night experience, no less than 800 words. I will check it tomorrow night."
"Yes, I know." Hao Jia replied.
What the hell, you have to write about your experience, this is so shameless!
Hao Jia agreed, but was very reluctant in her heart.
After kneeling for half an hour and learning the basics, Hao Jia was allowed to go to bed.
Sleepless night.
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