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Chapter 9 I just want to step on him and ravage him
Yao Jia looked at the names on the ancestral tablet on the platform.
Each of them sounds nice, but why does it become "Jia Yao" (Jia Yao) meaning "delicious food" when it comes to her?
Because of this name, I was often laughed at when I was a child.
It's just a name, and Yao Jia didn't want to argue too much with her ancestors. However, as the tablet got closer to her, the years on it became shorter and shorter, and Yao Jia's heart trembled.
Her Nangong clan was good at predicting good and bad luck and the fate of a nation. Perhaps because they revealed too many secrets, their lives became shorter and shorter, and she was the only one left in her generation.
In order to change her fate, her mother took great pains. When she was very young, she chose a boy with a complementary fate from among her disciples and raised him at home. This man was Xiu Lan, Yao Jia's adopted husband.
As for why his surname is also Nangong?
Because the top galaxy secrets of the Tianxing Pavilion were not allowed to be passed on to outsiders, and her mother knew that her talent was not as good as Nangong Xiu Lan's, she passed the secrets to Nangong Xiu Lan in advance and asked him to teach her.
Yao Jia cried out in her heart: Mother, in order to force me to recite the Star Sutra, your good disciple broke my palm!
Yao Jia turned her head and looked at Nangong Xiu Lan who was kneeling beside her, a sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth.
I really don't know who he is pretending to be for. If he wants to punish her, why does he kneel here too? To keep an eye on her? Is he afraid that she will be lazy?
Looking at the fruits on the table, Yao Jia's stomach growled.
She touched her stomach helplessly. It was almost noon. As soon as she came back, she was forced to kneel down by her cheap husband without even a drop of water. She was so hungry that her stomach was sticking to her back. Her head was starting to feel dizzy. What was worse was that she had a dull pain in her lower abdomen.
Nangong Xiulan beside her seemed to notice her movements and turned his head to look at her, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"
Yao Jia's mouth twitched. He actually still cared about her?
She turned her head and looked at him fiercely, "When I see you, I feel uncomfortable everywhere! Please get out of my sight, the sooner the better!"
Nangong Xiulan didn't say anything. He lowered his dark eyes and looked at Yao Jia for a while. With a faint smile on his lips, he said, "Want to force me to leave? Forget it. Since you are not feeling uncomfortable, just kneel down obediently."
Yao Jia's eyebrows jumped. How could she forget that Nangong Xiu Lan's first characteristic was that he liked to do the opposite of her. The more she asked him to go east, the more he would go west.
She wholeheartedly supported An He, but he was not optimistic. "Princess An He is stubborn, licentious, and shameless. If such a person ascends to the throne, Da Xia will be doomed soon."
Yao Jia felt these words sounded familiar. Aren't they the words the storyteller in the teahouse used to describe her?
Her lower abdomen cramped again, her face turned pale, and she covered her stomach with her hands, her face twisted into a ball.
Damn it! Her period has come! She must have been pissed off by Nangong Xiulan and it came early!
Nangong Xiu Lan noticed that something was wrong with her, and he knew what was going on with Yao Jia by counting on his fingers, and secretly cursed himself for being careless.
He reached out and held Yao Jia in his arms, placed his warm palm on Yao Jia's lower abdomen, activated his internal strength, and applied hot compress to relieve her pain.
Yao Jia squinted her eyes, feeling the heat coming from her abdomen. Her brows gradually relaxed, and she leaned into Nangong Xiu Lan's arms, hugging his narrow waist.
He sighed comfortably and fell into sleep in a daze.
But Nangong Xiulan's cold voice came to my ears, "When the sunstroke is over, you have to continue kneeling."
Yao Jia was half asleep and half awake, and when she heard this, she just frowned.
Once her period is over, she will refuse to admit it and see what Nangong Xiu Lan can do to her.
After an unknown amount of time, Yao Jia woke up and found herself lying on the couch in Qingxinyuan.
The discomfort in my lower abdomen had gone. I lifted the quilt and looked down. I found that I was wearing clean underwear.
Who changed it?
Yao Jia was startled. As she sat up, she saw Nangong Xiu Lan sitting at the table, writing something.
No need to ask, it must be him.
The second biggest characteristic of Nangong Xiu Lan is that he is not interested in women. Even if she takes off all her clothes and lies in a spread-eagle position, he won't even look at her twice.
After she came of age, they had been sleeping on the same bed. Every night, he would go to bed after she fell asleep. Up to now, they had not had sex for two whole years.
In her previous life, after that incident in Jiangnan, she was punished by him to kneel when she came back. At that time, she had plenty of internal strength and beat him up in anger.
Unexpectedly, the slap was too heavy and it left me with a chronic illness. I would cough whenever it snowed.
Whenever he coughed, he would look at her with his cold willow-leaf eyes, which made her feel uneasy and full of guilt.
She was afraid that he would take out a ruler and beat her hard.
When Nangong Xiu Lan saw her wake up, he put the pen in his hand on the table, walked to the stove, picked up the small bowl that had been warming on it, and walked towards her.
The voice was cold and magnetic: "Take the medicine when you wake up."
Yao Jia looked at Nangong Xiu Lan pitifully: "I don't want to take medicine, I want to eat!"
Nangong Xiulan glanced at her, walked to the couch with the medicine, and placed it on the table beside her. "Drink the medicine first."
Yao Jia pursed her lips, looking at the bowl of black medicine juice. She could already smell the strong smell of medicinal herbs.
I reluctantly picked up the bowl, closed my eyes and took a sip, my eyes suddenly lit up, it was sweet!
After looking at Nangong Xiu Lan, he drank the bowl of medicine in one gulp.
Not long after, Lin Jiang brought the food, and Yao Jia ate silently on the couch.
My cheap husband has a lot of problems. He can’t make any noise while eating, otherwise he will be beaten.
Because Yao Jia was not in good health, she had to complete her lessons at Tianxing Pavilion at home. Nangong Xiu Lan went to Tianxing Pavilion to teach during the day, and when he returned home at night, he had to urge Yao Jia to study.
Fortunately, Yao Jia had memorized these courses thoroughly in her previous life, so when faced with Nangong Xiu Lan's questions, she could answer them fluently.
Nangong Xiu Lan seemed to be in a good mood. When he came back these few days, he would bring some snacks for Yao Jia, such as Yipinzhai's dim sum, candied haws, candied fruits, etc.
Yao Jia looked at the candied haws in her hand and wrinkled her nose.
It must be Uncle Lin who asked him to coax him. There must be someone secretly observing them in some corner at this time.
Since you want to see it, right? Okay, let me show you something exciting.
Yao Jia licked the candied haws and walked to the desk, then handed it to Nangong Xiu Lan, pretending to be well-behaved, "Brother Lan, try it. It's sour and sweet, and delicious."
Nangong Xiulan stared at her blankly for a while, feeling a little overwhelmed. She glanced away, cleared her throat and said, "I, I don't like this."
Yao Jia: If you don’t want to eat it, I will make you eat it.
She twisted her body and squeezed Nangong Xiulan into the seat, hugged his arm, and said sweetly: "Eat it, Brother Lan, eat it. Yaoyao also thinks it tastes good, so I want to share it with you."
Nangong Xiu Lan frowned and looked at her, not knowing if it was an illusion, but he felt that since Yao Jia came back from Jiangnan this time, her words and actions had become very different from before.
She actually took the initiative to get close to him!
Wasn't she very afraid of him in the past?
He was confused but couldn't tell what was wrong. Looking at Yao Jia's bright eyes, he opened his mouth helplessly and bit off a candied haws.
Yao Jia looked cunning, smiled triumphantly, hugged his arm, and asked, "Is it delicious?"
Nangong Xiulan didn't look at her, chewing the sweet taste in his mouth, and replied vaguely, "It's okay."
Yao Jia was very happy to hear this, and seeing that his evil plan had succeeded, he quickly withdrew from his side.
He sat on the couch beside him and finished the candied haws with tea.
Looking back at Nangong Xiu Lan, who had an ascetic temperament.
Yao Jia remembered his expressionless face as he swung the ruler again and again, hitting her delicate palms.
I really want to tear off his hypocritical and noble mask, step on him and ravage him severely.
She rolled her eyes, picked up another piece of candied fruit, pretended to walk to Nangong Xiulan unintentionally, waved it in front of him, and continued, "Brother Lan, this is also delicious, you try it."
After saying that, she half held the candied fruit in her mouth and looked at him expectantly.
Nangong Xiu Lan glanced at her again, signaling her to stop making trouble.
Seeing her mouth filled with candied fruit, I felt inexplicably nervous.
Yao Jia was naturally delighted when she saw his panicked look, and she hardened her heart and decided to make him eat it today.
So she raised her leg and sat directly on his legs, hooked her arms around his neck, and moved the candied fruit in her mouth closer to Nangong Xiu Lan's mouth little by little, staring at him with her eyes full of teasing.