The Female Partner Thinks About It

"Wake up."

"It's time to get up."

A weak man's voice rang in his ears, and as his body was gently pushed, Yu Hanzhou woke up. When I opened my eyes, I saw the red curtain, and I lowered my eyes slightly, and the body was covered with a red quilt.

She turned her head to look beside her, and there was a pale, sickly man's face.

The man was very young, looking like he was eighteen or nineteen years old. With a pair of clear and long eyebrows, it is a very beautiful eyebrow shape. If a healthy man has such eyebrows, he must be indescribably handsome. However, his entire face was ill and weak, as if his vitality and spirit had been taken away. Even such a pair of beautiful eyebrows seemed dry and lifeless.

The first time Yu Hanzhou saw him, he felt that this man was like a bunch of flowers that had lost their moisture, entangled in pathology, and was so fragile that it seemed like a gust of wind would break apart.

She couldn't help looking into his eyes. On such a withered and lifeless face, there were a pair of very disproportionate eyes. It was dark, deep, and extremely bright, as if all the vitality was burning in it.

However, his expression was cold, his brows were slightly wrinkled, he glanced at her, and sat up first: "It's time to get up."

After he sat up, his thin and slender back was exposed, and the snow-white coat hung on his body, making it look empty, and vaguely protruding spines could be seen.

"Cough." He coughed weakly, and then he raised his voice: "Someone!"

As his voice fell, the door was pushed open with a squeak, and several maids filed in, holding water basins, soaps, towels, and other items in their hands. They moved briskly and silently.

The two maids walked to the bed, changed clothes and shoes for He Wenzhang, and helped him out of bed. Yu Hanzhou didn't linger any longer, he also sat up and let his dowry maid take care of dressing and washing.

A maid went to clean up the mattress. Yu Hanzhou didn't look back and knew that they didn't receive anything. There is no Yuanpa or Yuanhong. Her husband is so sick that it is difficult to walk. How can she have the energy to do husband and wife affairs?

The maids were not surprised either. In fact, everyone in the house knew that they didn't have a consummate house. Although the eldest son was ill, his wife loved him very much and wanted him to live for two more years, so she had already ordered them not to consummate the marriage.

Yu Hanzhou sat in front of the dressing table and looked at the delicate face reflected in the bronze mirror. The woman had fine porcelain skin, fair and delicate, with bright eyes and a good figure. She was a real beauty.

Such a beautiful woman married a sick child who couldn't even have sex. It wasn't true love, and it wasn't because she was not favored at home and was shoved over to be happy, but her brain was flooded.

The name of this body is An Zhiyan, her grandfather is the Minister of the Household Department, and her father is Honglu Siqing. She has two older brothers above her and a younger brother below her. She is the only girl in this room, and she has been held in the palm of her hand since she was a child. Inside, as an eyeball, it grows up with care.

When she was fifteen years old, she accidentally met the male protagonist He Wenjing on the road, and fell in love with him at first sight.

She held Qi Nian in her heart, and soon found an opportunity to attend a banquet with He Wenjing, and gave him her arms as if she had a broken foot. However, He Wenjing's personality was unfriendly. After she approached, she quickly ducked aside and let her fall on the horse in a daze.

It stands to reason that after this time, An Zhiyan should be ashamed and angry, and refuse to approach him again. In other words, she still likes him, but she no longer makes up her own mind, but tells her mother and asks her to help her.

As a girl who has not left the cabinet, even if she will be scolded a few words of "no shame" to her mother, she is favored at home. After her mother has scolded her, she must inquire about her and fulfill her wish. .

But An Zhiyan did not. She was still making her own decisions. At another banquet, she hid in the women's dressing room, and asked her maid to pour tea on He Wenjing and lead him to change.

She is in the room. As soon as he comes in, he can see her disheveled. Shouldn't he be responsible for her? He married her.

Unexpectedly, He Wenzhang came with him. An Zhiyan's maid was not very clever, so she even asked both of her brothers to come in. She appeared disheveled in front of the two brothers, and He Wenjing immediately turned black, pushing her brother to leave. An Zhiyan hurriedly covered herself, looking at He Wenjing with unwilling eyes.

He Wenzhang noticed that although his body was weak, he had a smart mind. Thinking of the strange expression of the maid who brought them here, and seeing An Zhiyan's unwilling eyes staring at his brother, he immediately understood.

He stopped his younger brother, who was about to leave, and said to An Zhiyan, "Miss An can assume that this incident did not happen. But if Miss An speaks out, she will marry me, a sick child."

The people who saw her disheveled were the two brothers. She was silent, and neither of them said anything. But if she speaks out and threatens to marry his brother, it is impossible.

He Wenzhang didn't like her, and He Wenzhang refused to ask his brother to marry such a woman as his wife. In order to prevent her from doing irrational things again, He Wenzhang threatened her that she could not marry his brother, at most him.

If An Zhiyan wasn't stupid, this matter would have been swallowed as if it had never happened. Back at the mansion, she was honestly being her Miss Anjia, waiting for her family to choose a good son-in-law for her, and live a peaceful and stable life.

But she couldn't swallow. She remembered the disgusted look in He Wenjing's eyes when she looked at her that day, and her heart was burning like fire. She told her mother that she was seen by He Wenzhang.

He Wenzhang is a sick child. There are rumors that he will not live to be twenty years old. What if he sees him? Mrs. An would not let her daughter marry her, she just thought it was a dumb loss. But An Zhiyan refused. She thought that He Wenzhang would not live long. When he died, she would be a widow in the He family and watch He Wenzhang every day.

Mrs. An didn't know that her daughter was thinking about such weird things, but she couldn't resist her hunger strike and crying, so she had to fulfill her and marry her to He Wenzhang.

After An Zhiyan married He Wenzhang, she was still very happy because she could only share the same bed and not have a room. But it didn't take long for her to be beautiful, He Wenjing married the heroine and took care of the heroine.

She was jealous, and repeatedly stumbled upon the hostess. Seeing that she was going too far, He Wenzhang reprimanded her a few words, and even moved out to live in, so as not to cause trouble for her brother.

An Zhiyan didn't call anyone when he fell ill at night, and watched him die of exhaustion. After he died, no one would care about her anymore, so he instigated, provoked and framed the male and female protagonists, and finally died.

Originally, she was not guilty of death, but because she gave herself up in desperation, she said that she deliberately watched He Wenzhang fall ill, causing He Wenzhang to die of exhaustion, which angered the family and gave her three feet of white silk.

The author has something to say:

Why is this chapter so short? Ah? why? tell me why!