On the other side, Nanny Zhao, who returned to Luoyunxuan, told her master that it was Chu Hanxiu who came.
"Why is it him!!!" Chu Hanyun's slender eyebrows wrinkled, and the haughty look on his face was filled with anger.
Aunt Zhao, who had been prepared for a long time, said: "The master and my husband must have their reasons for choosing Master Hanxiu. As long as they can help us achieve our goals, there is no difference."
"Send him back. I don't want him. Let my father and dad send Chu Hanqing or Chu Hanming over again!"
"Mr. Hou, in five days it will be the day for you and Mr. Hou to consummate your marriage. It will be too late to ask Master Hanxiu to go back," said Aunt Zhao, "If you really want to make a fuss at this time, how about you follow Mr. Hou on your own?" If the Marquis consummates the marriage, there will be no need for Master Hanxiu."
"Mommy knows that I hate Chu Hanxiu, why do I still speak for him! He is not the only concubine in the Chu family. If we postpone the date of consummation for a few days, we can find someone else!" Chu Hanyun endured He couldn't help but drop a tea cup, and his face was extremely ugly.
"Would the old slave help him or help Mr. Hou? Mr. Hou should have something in mind." Aunt Zhao is his nanny. She dares to say what others dare not say, "Even if it is not Master Hanxiu who comes today, Mr. Hou will also." It’s not pleasing to the eye, is it?”
Being told what was on his mind, Chu Hanyun curled his lips: "Yes, I just don't like them. With their status as concubines, how can they be qualified to consummate the marriage with the Marquis!"
"Then Mr. Hou still has a chance to call it a day. Just as the old slave said just now, on the day of consummating the marriage with Mr. Hou in five days, there is no need for Chu Hanxiu. Mr. Hou will go by himself."
Chu Hanyun said immediately: "No, the Marquis is already disabled, how can I consummate the marriage with him, and the third prince -"
Nanny Zhao, who had always been smart, was about to be angered to death by her bold and stupid master.
To this day, she still couldn't figure out how her master dared to hook up with the third prince who came to visit him after the Marquis fell off his horse.
This is the Marquis Mansion. Even if Marquis Wuan becomes disabled, there will still be Marquis Jingguo!
Once what they have done is exposed, what awaits them is not just a simple punishment, but they may even lose their lives.
Aunt Zhao could only try her best to plan for Chu Hanyun and said: "We first proposed the date for consummating the marriage, and then Madam Hou set it. Now to talk about choosing another day, it is inevitable not to ask Madam Hou and others Suspicious."
"Furthermore, Mr. Hou, you have decided not to consummate the marriage with the Marquis. You must find someone to consummate the marriage for you. As for which brother is the concubine in the house, it makes no difference to you. As long as they are pregnant with the Marquis. Heir, for the sake of being the only grandson of the Helian clan, you can escape unscathed and enter the third prince's backyard again."
"Mr. Hou, we are on the verge of firing. If you continue to make trouble like this, I really don't know how to plan for you!"
"Mom, I understand." In fact, Chu Hanyun had something to hide from Aunt Zhao, but he did not dare to let Aunt Zhao know.
The more he thought about it, the more he hated it: "Master Hou, why should he go to the military camp and become a soldier of Nao Shizi?!"
"If he didn't go to the military camp, he would still be the eldest son of the Marquis of Jingguo. He would be rich and noble, and he would enjoy endless glory and wealth in his life. Then I wouldn't stay alone in an empty room for a year and a half. After all the hard work of waiting for him to come back, he still fell off his horse. Well, it was just by mistake that I met the third prince..."
Thinking of this, Chu Hanyun's heart felt like soup filled with several flavors, sour, astringent, spicy and bitter.
Aunt Zhao had served him for more than ten years, so she didn't know that he actually liked Mr. Hou.
No, to be more correct, he likes the Marquis who has strong legs and can bring him face and glory.
He also despised the concubine from the bottom of his heart, so he was so resistant to Chu Hanxiu who consummated the marriage for him.
He patted Chu Hanyun's hand and said, "Now that Young Master Hanxiu has entered the house, we still need him. No matter what the husband-in-waiting thinks in his heart, he must show his deep brotherhood with him on his face. Otherwise, if he is a common brother and you take him to the Marquis Mansion as a guest, it would be unreasonable for you to ignore him."
"Okay, just listen to grandma." Chu Hanyun said this, but what he was thinking in his heart.
When this matter is over, he will not let Chu Hanxiu's concubine brother escape unscathed.
At that time, he was already the third prince's son. Wouldn't it be easy to kill Chu Hanxiu from him?
Seeing that he had finally settled down, Aunt Zhao said, "I will be keeping an eye on Cun Xi Hall these days. There must be no accidents regarding the consummation of the marriage."
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Five days passed by in a flash. On the evening of the fifth day, Qian Momo placed a peach wood tray on the small table in the clean room.
Chu Hanxiu, who had already taken off his outer robe and was only wearing a thin undershirt, looked over. Qian Momo smiled and took away the cloth covering it, revealing what was underneath.
"..." Chu Hanxiu was stunned for a second.
yushi!
It’s actually yushi!
Still a very realistic one.
As for the degree of realism... Chu Hanxiu can only say that it needs to be mosaic!
Qian Momo pointed at Yushi and said, "I have told Hanxiu in the past few days that when the Marquis fell from his horse, he sacrificed his life to save General Luo, who was with him, and was seriously injured."
"The best doctors in Kyoto and the imperial doctors in the palace all gave similar diagnosis and treatment results. The Marquis fell off the horse very hard, injuring his waist, spine and tendons. Not only was his superb martial arts no longer able to be used, but his waist You can't move below."
"So when consummating the marriage, naturally you can't use the ancient posture of a man bending over his brother and his son looking up. You have to hold Master Xiu on top and move by yourself."
"And Young Master Hanxiu needs to make some preparations." Qian Momo pointed to a thing next to him that could be used to draw water and made of jade. "After bathing, use this thing to rinse and rinse first, and then apply oil. paste, and finally include yushi."
"Young Master Hanxiu understands."
He had been reciting the fire-avoiding diagram for five days in a dry voice. Chu Hanxiu, who was very, very wilted, quickly dug out the small pieces of inventory stored in his mind for more than twenty years, and resisted as much as he could.
Otherwise, he is afraid that when he consummates his marriage with He Lian Yao later, he will be wilted ("▔□▔)
Although this room was only used to detect He Lian Yao's injuries, Chu Hanxiu felt that he was the God of War who once wielded soldiers like a god. It would be bad if he noticed that he was perfunctory.
So it’s better to choose Shuang if you can.
that is--
Chu Hanxiu was a little confused.
This yushi is as curvy as two fingers.
Are all Dai Viet people’s chicun so impressive?
Chu Hanxiu had already agreed not to be served by anyone, so Chu Hanxiu worked on it alone for an hour. When he was fine, he was covered in a thin layer of sweat. He opened the door of the clean room with soft hands and feet, and asked Xia Lan who was waiting outside the house, "Money?" Mo said: "That's enough."
Xia Lan ran up to support him: "Master, how about you, put your strength on the little one."
"It's okay." Strangely enough, it made him walk a little strangely. Chu Hanxiu looked at Qian Momo, "Let's go to Luoyunxuan."
"The little one is going with you!"
"No, you clean up the clean room and wait for me to come back." Chu Hanxiu reached out to Qian Momo.
Qian Momo immediately handed her arm over to him, letting him hold it, and walked with him through the small door connecting Luoyunxuan in Cunxi Hall, and went straight to a wing on the right side of Luoyunxuan.
Aunt Zhao was already waiting here. As soon as he and Qian Momo came in, they asked, "How is it? It's all tidied up."
"It's all neat and tidy. Young Master Hanxiu really learned it quickly and well. He didn't even need to do it himself, and he made it perfect." He gestured with his fingers.
"That's good." Nanny Zhao looked at Chu Hanxiu, whose face was a little red. Her eyebrows were originally slightly longer and looked a bit juvenile. Her eyebrows, which had not been rested, were painted into slender eyebrows like Chu Hanyun's.
I also drew a round, small pregnancy mole at the end of my right eyebrow.
Chu Hanxiu's pregnancy mole does not appear on her face or neck, so it saves her a lot of effort to cover it.
Aunt Zhao nodded with satisfaction.
Suddenly, just when Nanny Zhao was about to say something else, a group of figures came out from behind the screen wall in the courtyard.
Aunt Zhao's expression changed, "Fulang Hou and Mr. Hou are here. Money, please take good care of Young Master Hanxiu."
After saying that, she quickly walked out of the small door next to her, pretending to walk from another wing to Chu Hanyun who was coming to the main courtyard, and saluted He Lianyao.
The wing where Chu Hanxiu was located faced the courtyard, and the center of the courtyard could be clearly seen from the window.
He looked through the crack of the window with some curiosity, and saw that in the courtyard where several lanterns had been lit, Chu Hanyun, who looked very similar to him, was walking from behind the screen wall with two boys.
Next to him, two healthy servants were holding lanterns in the front, two healthy servants were carrying a shoulder chariot one after the other, and there was a boy behind him who was holding something.
It was obviously a hot summer day, but the person leaning on the chariot was covered with a thin quilt from the waist down.
He was very white, not the healthy whiteness of Chu Hanxiu, but the paleness of not being exposed to the sun for a long time.
He is also very thin, so thin that his face is somewhat sunken. From the upper body lying on the shoulder chariot, it can be seen that he was originally a man with a large frame and a very heroic figure.
But now the tall and strong frame lacked the wrapping of flesh and became ferocious and craggy, making him appear even thinner, shockingly thin.
This is his eldest brother's husband, his brother-in-law.
He was originally the eldest son of the Marquis House of Jingguo, but he was granted the title of Marquis in one fell swoop due to his illustrious military exploits. In the spring of this year, he fell from his horse and became the crippled Marquis of Wu'an, He Lian Yao.
Chu Hanxiu had only seen him once. When he got married to his eldest brother Chu Hanyu last year, he was dressed in a red wedding robe, with a luxurious gold crown on his head. He had a stern face and a strong posture. He was riding on a black horse. Get on the horse.
Behind him were hundreds of his elite soldiers, all of them in high spirits and with such a murderous aura that most of the county government office's joy was washed away.
Even though he was far away in Binh Duong County, Chu Hanxiu had heard of his illustrious reputation. He joined the army at the age of fourteen and was awarded the title of Marquis of Wu An at the age of twenty-three. He was the most shining general star in Dai Viet for hundreds of years.
Since he led the army, no one from Qi or Donglai in Jizhou, Yongzhou and other places that are adjacent to Qi and Donglai has dared to cause trouble.
