Chapter 4 Don’t Lose Your Mind

Style: Girl Author: IkumiWords: 2098Update Time: 24/02/21 00:50:26
Xie An entered the house and saw the maid hurriedly lighting candles.

Then came Zhu Yan, who was dressed in a strange azure dress under the weak candlelight. Although the room was dark, Zhu Yan's sparkling eyes could be seen, as if she was surprised by his arrival.

Xie An was originally a little dissatisfied with the girls in Zhelan Pavilion, but seeing Zhu Yan like this, his anger dissipated.

"I thought that Mr. Hou was not coming, so I asked the girls to blow out the lamps. I also begged Mr. Hou not to blame me for being ignorant." Zhu Yan looked a little embarrassed.

Xie An looked at Zhu Yan with a guilty look on her face and felt she was already out of breath, so she just said it was nothing.

Zhu Yan breathed a sigh of relief and thought to herself, this bitch, don't blame her people for being hotheaded. Look at this man, he didn't explain whether he would come back or not. Anyway, it was the girl's fault.

Su Yue and others were waiting for Xie An to wash up. When they came out, Xie An was only wearing a belly hug and a pair of silk trousers. His hair was disheveled and tied loosely behind with a rope.

Zhu Yan said that ancient people's makeup was sometimes quite eye-catching, and the bellyband was a man's version of a bellyband, but Xie An was good-looking and could look noble no matter what he wore.

Everything was ready. Now that Xie An had returned, he naturally didn't just want to come back. The two had an in-depth communication.

Almost two-quarters of an hour later, Xie An called for water and cleaned up before stopping. The girls lowered their heads and changed the bedding on the bed.

Xie An was only wearing a pair of trousers and his upper body was naked, sitting at the table drinking a bowl of warm tea.

Zhu Yan expressed emotion. She wanted to touch the guy's six-pack abs, but she didn't dare.

The coward Xiao Yanyan rubbed her hands and finally poured herself a glass of warm water. It is easy to be dehydrated this summer...

Zhu Yan couldn't help but think about the in-depth exchange just now. She thought that there were many men and women, but her skills were not very good. In other words, she knew how to cooperate. She wondered if other women, including the eldest lady, would complain about this. Si.

Xie An felt refreshed after drinking a cup of tea. He had to say that among the women in the backyard, Zhu Yan was the only woman who could let go. Maybe it was because women from merchant families were not so particular?

In this regard, Zhu Yan said that although she didn't want to, she couldn't refuse. In this case, why not accept it openly and everyone would be "happy".

Thinking that in her previous life, she had only faced men with plaid shirts and dark circles under her eyes, who looked like Mediterranean men. It would not be a bad loss for her to use such an eye-catching man.

Alas, in her previous life, she was a computer science student at a prestigious university, and she was able to seduce men with her code skills. Now in this ancient world, she can only understand it every day, remember it, and remember it...

Could it be that she rejected too many men in her previous life and flirted irresponsibly, a punishment from God?

After the bed was made, it was almost the beginning of the new year. They had to get up early in the morning, so the two went to bed to rest. However, Zhu Yan did not fall asleep until there was a slight snoring next to her, and the method of holding her breath to sleep that worked before was no longer effective.

She was used to sleeping alone. Even if they slept together, Zhu Yan would sleep holding the fragrant Su Yue in her arms in winter. This man was like a big stove, and Zhu Yan only felt a little more stuffy.

Zhu Yan didn't know when she fell asleep. Anyway, she was woken up while she was sleeping soundly. Xie An was going to work...

Zhu Yan yawned and stood up, sighing that she had no human rights, no human rights, and began to help Xie An dress. She said she was serving, but in fact she just stood aside and watched the maids working, and occasionally handed her a handkerchief.

Dressing up in summer is not that cumbersome. After all, it's hot, so you have to wear a layer of plain gauze underneath, and then wear a coat directly.

It wasn't until Xie An was sent to the door that Zhu Yan turned around and lay down on the bed helplessly. When will such days end...

Think about the novels I read in my previous life, where the concubine counterattacked and became the mistress of the house, but in ancient times, this was almost impossible.

Unless you, this concubine, have some earth-shattering life experience, some kind of prince's daughter who lives in the world.

If a concubine is in a position of power, it’s not a joke. A concubine will always be just a concubine. Even if the head mistress is gone, the master will marry a well-matched one. No matter how capable you are as a concubine, you can only be a concubine. A capable concubine.

If the mistress is capable, that is called virtuous and virtuous. If you, a concubine, are capable, that is called showing off. What do you want to do? Will the former serf sing?

Zhu Yan knew her position clearly. She was a slave in front of her mistress and an object in front of her master. To be a concubine, you must have the consciousness to be a concubine.

It's like if you're in a company and you always go against the leader, can the leader like you?

You are just scolding the capitalists who only want to exploit the pie at night, and the next day you are beating your chest and making noises in front of the leader, you will never let down the cultivation of the leader.

There is no way, people cannot live without eating.

She thought about killing herself directly, but she couldn't make up her mind. The real reason was that she was afraid of death.

She didn't feel dead in her previous life. She died suddenly while working overtime while typing code. Maybe she died once. Now she is even more afraid of death.

She just thought, no one is not afraid of death, right? Unless she is really forced to live, can she survive now?

The answer is yes, but you can't live as openly as you did in your previous life.

After a good sleep, I was almost done. I got up, washed up, and said hello in the main courtyard.

It was quite cool in the morning. Zhu Yan took a deep breath and had to say that this ancient air was really good.

There is a pomegranate tree in Zhelan Courtyard. Now in early June, it is the pomegranate flowering period. It is blooming just right. In the morning light, it looks like a filter, which is very eye-catching.

Zhu Yan couldn't help but take a second look. If in her previous life, she would have taken out her mobile phone and took two pictures immediately. In fact, the beautiful scenery she saw when she was a child was more impressive than the beautiful scenery stored in her mobile phone when she grew up. When she was a child, she could There were no mobile phones with full functions. She remembered that when she was a child, her parents still had to go to a photo studio to develop the film for photos.

The second child was born, and her mother gave birth to a sister who was 13 years younger than her. In the good times, she had a mobile phone since she was in elementary school.

When talking about the scenic spots that I took my sister to visit, her sister sometimes has to open the photo album and reminisce before she can remember them.

But she can still remember when she was seven or eight years old, she visited the forest park in her hometown and saw which horses were hollowed out on the stone wall with the Eight Horses.

So it is not good to be dependent on something. Just be a concubine like her now. Dependence is necessary. After all, if you catch the eyes of the Lord and Queen, you can live a good life in the house. Do you dare to admit that smart phones are indeed very useful? convenient?

But you can't rely on it without thinking, otherwise you will be sold and paid back to others. In the previous life, there were many brainless people who were deceived into Myanmar and had their waists cut off. There is no theory of victim guilt, but if you have some brains, you can be deceived. ? After all, I still have no brains.

So, no matter what, you can survive without losing your brain.

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Zhu Yan: Don’t be in love. Those who are in love will be caught digging for wild vegetables.