The Great Wilderness Helping His Wife

Zhao Hao outside the window responded, and soon the door opened.

Jiang Zhiyu shook her head, then took off her clothes, immersed her body in the warm water of the bathtub, and washed off the blood on her body.

After half an hour, I changed into a set of clean clothes and went to the left wing.

Looking at the smoke in the room, she wrinkled her nose: "What are you doing?"

Zhao Hao pointed to the small pot inside the stove: "The brown sugar water I boiled for you, I see that your face is a little pale recently, is it possible that your aunt is here?"

Jiang Zhiyu froze for a moment: "I have an aunt?"

Her heart skipped a beat, could it be that Zhao Hao knew the identity of my mother?

Wouldn't it be very troublesome if it was really the Xinhu family who came to the door?

Zhao Hao waved his hand: "It's not your aunt, it's your menstruation."

Jiang Zhiyu gave Zhao Hao a blank look: "Young Master Zhao really understands women, so don't bother you to worry about this kind of thing!"

Zhao Hao smiled and said: "How can this be, if we get married in the future, what should I, a husband-in-law, not worry about?"

Jiang Zhiyu seemed uninterested: "You and I are just living together, you need a princess with no background, I need to escape from Zhongcui Palace, I owe nothing to anyone, Young Master Zhao doesn't need to put on such a laborious drama. "

Zhao Hao glanced at her still pure white star, and couldn't help but smile: "Why are you so shy, now you have to take a shower and change clothes every time you see me, and insist that you are just living with me."

Jiang Zhiyu turned her head away: "Bathing is my habit, but it's inconvenient to be disturbed by Mr. Zhao at the beginning. I hope Mr. Zhao will not be sentimental."

"You're wrong! I'm not pretending to be passionate, I'm pure unrequited love."

Zhao Hao smiled and brought out the small casserole from the stove: "I didn't find the stove, so I'll borrow your stove to use it. Drink it while it's hot. It contains Miaojiang brown sugar and blood swallow dates, which are good at nourishing women's blood. Change the name to Rub a black-bone chicken and Baifeng pill, look at your complexion."

Jiang Zhiyu: "..."

Looking at the steaming brown sugar water on the table, she didn't know what to say for a while.

Zhao Hao continued to take out a box from his arms: "This is the Susha Chan Clothes auctioned off last night, and I gave it to you! Compared to you killing my society, this is also a kind of revenge, right?"

Jiang Zhiyu: "..."

Looking at her silent look, Zhao Hao couldn't help being a little puzzled: "What's wrong with you?"

Jiang Zhiyu's eyes were a little red: "You coax Ning Wanli like this, don't you?"

The corner of Zhao Hao's mouth twitched: "Didn't I tell you? It's just a joke."

Jiang Zhiyu asked back, "Then where did the scratches on your neck come from?"

Zhao Hao: "..."

Jiang Zhiyu's expression became colder: "With such a family background, it's not shameful to live with a partner. Mr. Zhao doesn't have to pretend to be affectionate, and he doesn't have to pretend he doesn't care about other women. It's hypocritical!"

Zhao Hao was a little speechless, thinking that the power of his aunt was really awesome.

A few days ago, he had clearly analyzed Ning Wanli's girl's psychology with her, but he didn't expect to make a fuss.

He had never been in a serious relationship, but he knew a little about women, and he could clearly feel that this girl was also attracted, but he just kept his mouth shut.

Difficult!

Let's wait for my aunt to go over, it's almost time...

So he said with a smile: "All right! Then I won't pretend..."

Jiang Zhiyu's eyes widened, and she asked back, "Are you really not going to explain?"

Zhao Hao: "..."

Jiang Zhiyu stood up: "You go, I don't want to see you!"

She felt extremely wronged, she didn't want Zhao Hao to come, because every time he came, her symptoms would get worse.

But when the words of refusal came to his lips, he was a little bit reluctant, so he could only let him come again and again, but he never thought that he would still do one ridiculous thing after another.

She thought she wouldn't care, but she has always been caught in emotions these days.

She doesn't mind the maids who accompany her on the bed, after all, they are before her.

The oiran of the brothel can also tolerate it, because Zhao Hao can't be sincere, as long as he is clean, he can turn a blind eye.

When the mother entered the palace back then, didn't the emperor also have countless women?

But others can, but Ning Wanli can't, even if she and Zhao Hao can't.

Jiang Zhiyu pointed at the door, and said expressionlessly: "You don't want to come before you get married. I'm afraid that before I get married, I'll be forced to poke myself in the eyes by your acting!"

Zhao Hao grinned and said, "That's fine! You finish this bowl of brown sugar water, and then I won't come until you get married."

Jiang Zhiyu was startled: "Why are you so thick-skinned?"

Zhao Hao spread his hands: "Just say you want to drink or not?"

"I drink!"

Jiang Zhiyu snorted, picked up the soup bowl, and drank the brown sugar water in one gulp.

Zhao Hao was also shocked: "Mist grass! Don't you think it's hot?"

Jiang Zhiyu turned her head away: "Isn't it to let Mr. Zhao leave early?"

Zhao Hao gave a thumbs up: "Awesome!"

Jiang Zhiyu: "..."

She wanted to say something more, but found that Zhao Hao had already stood up, his lips moved, but he still didn't say anything.

He still expected Zhao Hao to say something more, but found that he had already jumped on Lao Yang's back and climbed over the wall and left.

Ah this...

She was stunned, so why didn't she explain?

Sitting back on the chair, she looked a little confused, then shook her head and smiled.

It's good to leave, lest the pain get worse, and you won't even be able to last until the wedding date.

It is better to be buried in the Zhao family's ancestral tomb than in the imperial mausoleum.

There was even a strange feeling of revenge in her heart, at least she wanted to turn this bastard from being unmarried into a widow, and let you deceive people's feelings.