Xuan Huan: Disciple Slow Down, The Master Can't Stand It Anymore

In the evening, candles as thick as a child's arm had already been lit, illuminating the entire west room as if it were daytime.

There were only leftovers left on the dining table.

Zhao Sheng held his bowl of rice and ate the tender white river prawns that Third Madam Qi Mingying had personally peeled for him. He chewed a few times before swallowing them down. He didn't even touch the vinegar sauce that had been soaked in shredded ginger.

As for the second mother, Xiao Jing Zhi, she removed the leftovers from the table and wiped the table with a rag.

She and Third Mother also needed to wash the bowls and chopsticks.

This was because Yan Taizhen, the aunt, was currently laying out the mattress in the step bed.

She was also afraid that if she pressed down too hard, she would hurt Second Mother and Third Mother, who had just grown up. As the First Mother, she even made two more layers of bedding. After thinking for a moment, she even added a layer of anti-dirt coarse mattress under the glossy satin sheets.

"I told you to get someone to buy two servant girls, so you don't have to do this yourself," Zhao Sheng said.

"My husband has only been a constable for a short time. Because of his late master's face, he should have been mourning for three years. This is not in accordance with etiquette. Let the three of us endure it first." Yan Taizhen sighed softly.

It wasn't that she didn't know this chore was tiring, but there was nothing she could do. The rules of etiquette were greater than the heavens.

Who dared to overstep?

"Rules? What rules!"

Zhao Sheng shook his head. "These days, having money and official robes is called a rule!"

"If there weren't such rules, then can we still be called mortals?"

Yan Taizhen also pursed her red lips and smiled. She knelt on the bed and spread out the bedsheets. She shook her head and said with a smile, "Why don't we find a Taoist monk to teach us how to cultivate? We can also become immortals!"

"Cultivation?

Immortals?

That sounds so familiar. "

Zhao Sheng's eyes seemed to be a bit blurred. He muttered, "I keep feeling that my mind is in a mess recently."

Creak — —

The door opened. It turned out that Second Mother and Third Mother had returned after washing the bowls and chopsticks.

Seeing First Mother Yan Taizhen making the bed on the bed, Xiao Jing Zhi and Qi Mingying immediately blushed.

She shyly walked over to make the bed.

Thus, in front of Zhao Sheng, three figures with different styles, one big, one small, and one perky, appeared in front of him.

This made his mouth dry up.

"Have you finished making the bed?"

Zhao Sheng chuckled and pinched the space between his eyebrows. He felt that he was a little tired during this period of time. Thus, he stood up in excitement, loosened the belt of his robe, and strode to the side of the bed.

Then, he rushed over and hugged his three wives and concubines.

"Husband, the bed has just been made. It's not even midnight yet."

Yan Taizhen's voluptuous and seductive body was slightly hot at this moment, and her fox-like face was flushed. "We can't, draw tiles now, right?"

"Draw cards?

The sound of playing cards is really wonderful! "Zhao Sheng chuckled and immediately walked forward.

"Aiya!"

Not to mention Yan Taizhen, even Xiao Jing Zhi and Qi Mingying cried out.

Soon after, the sound of the scream changed.

That night, the white candle didn't go out.

Only in the morning did Zhao Sheng contentedly lean on the bed and fall asleep.

Next to him was Yan Taizhen with her shoulders half exposed, and Xiao Jing Zhi who was wearing a green dudou, with a red face and tears in the corner of her eyes, as well as Qi Mingying, the young girl who was in the corner of the bed, her face still showing unbearable pain.

Last night's excitement lasted for most of the night. Three heroes against Lu Bu, extremely absurd!

Yan Taizhen was a little older, with a strong and full body. Facing Zhao Sheng, she felt that it was a bit difficult.

Xiao Jing Zhi, who was in the prime of her youth, was definitely first sweet and then bitter.

But the most uncomfortable thing was.

Even Qi Mingying, who was taken pity on a few times, was still too young to withstand, and could only babble for half the night.

Thus, the four of them lay on the bed and slept until almost noon.

"Oh, all of you, get up, little lazy cats."

Yan Taizhen was the first to wake up. As she propped up her upper body with her arms, she sat up on the bed, looking more and more attractive like a peach.

Following the urging, Xiao Jing Zhi and Qi Mingying also woke up. Seeing each other's appearance, thinking of last night's screaming, they both blushed.

This kind of absurd thing where three people all slept on the same bed, this was the first time.

"Okay, you guys rest first, I'll go buy some fried fruit and tofu pudding."

At this time, Zhao Sheng also opened his eyes and woke up. He was still young and vigorous, so he also put on his robe, tied his belt, put on his boots, and went out to buy some breakfast.

His personality was originally easy-going, he was family, why would he need to climb up to others?

"Let's all pack up."

Yan Taizhen rubbed her sore chest, her coquettish eyes glanced at the few pieces of silk cloth on the ground, raised her chin and said, "The towel used last night must be washed out. With our master's personality, I'm afraid that after a while, he will need to use it again."

"Ah, still need to use it?"

Qi Mingying pouted, feeling wronged. "That matter was quite interesting at first, but then it was scary!"

"That matter, our master is fierce." Xiao Jing Zhi's face was red. "He promised for a while, and it was all fun."

"It seems that you, little hussy, also had fun last night?"

Yan Taizhen was also experienced, how could she not understand the meaning of Xiao Jing Zhi's words. Thinking of last night, it was this little hussy who couldn't bear it and still wanted to force it, she also laughed playfully. "It seems that there is a flood on the mountain, and there is more water in the fields?"

"Ah?" Qi Mingying was still too young, listening with a blank face.

"Auntie, don't make fun of me."

Xiao Jing Zhi's face was red, and her legs were soft as she got off the bed, forcing herself to start packing up the things on the ground.

The three also made fun of each other, tidying up the bed and bedding.

No matter what, they were sisters.

They were all family.

Can't they say some words of love in the boudoir?

"Give me three pounds of fried fruits, give me a big bowl of tofu pudding, add more sesame sauce and marinade, and give me six of those fried sugar rolls."

Zhao Sheng came to the breakfast stall outside the neighborhood, ordered something, threw down ten copper coins, and left.

Zhao Sheng was a bailiff in this area, so they knew each other. The owner of the morning stall also flattered Zhao Sheng by tying two bundles of straw rope and handing them over to Zhao Sheng. He only told him to collect the pots when it was time to close the stall. Zhao Sheng nodded his head.

"Wait, little friend!"

Just as Zhao Sheng turned his head to leave, a monk blocked the way.

A bald monk with a playful smile on his face.

For no reason, Zhao Sheng found that this monk …

There was a bit of fierceness in his eyes!

"Enemy?"

Zhao Sheng's heart was a bit strange, but he felt like he had seen this monk somewhere before.

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