Leaving Dingxiang Tower, I returned to the mansion with a car of moonlight. It was almost ten o’clock in the evening.
Most of the lights in the mansion have been turned off, but the second butler Zhao Zhongji has not yet fallen asleep.
As soon as Sun Shaozong got out of the car, he came up and said that it was in the evening that Jia Yun, a son of the Jia family, had come to the door to ask for a meeting with a gift. He waited in the living room for more than half an hour before saying goodbye and leaving.
Last time when welcoming the spring, Sun Shaozong said a few words for Jia Yun. At that time, Jia Lian and Jia Baoyu agreed to arrange a fat quid for him. Now it seems that they have fulfilled their promise, so Jia Yun would ask for a gift.
Just talking about this kind of obedience, Jia Yun was a pity…
But after saying that he had sent Zhao Zhongji, Sun Shaozong hesitated at the fork in the road and walked towards his courtyard – he would definitely not be able to be loyal, but he could still maintain his “love of the new and the old”.
When I arrived in the yard, I saw that the lights were still on in the west wing and the main hall.
Sun Shaozong first went under the window of the west wing and gently knocked on the window edge. When Xiangling’s inquiry came out, he shouted and ordered, “When is it now? Let’s take a break quickly. It’s not too late to see your sad poem tomorrow!”
Xiangling agreed reluctantly, and immediately a little maid came into the house to extinguish the lantern.
This book-boy…
When she was pregnant, she had been restrained for two months. Seeing that her belly was showing, she became cute again, and she held poetry and songs all day long and couldn’t put it down.
Perhaps when I heard the movement in the yard, I saw pomegranate coming out of the main hall in my clothes.
Sun Shaozong didn’t say anything, and opened his arms to her. The pomegranate immediately folded it back. After a while, he took a lantern and sang it back and forth on him. He muttered something in his mouth, but he hummed a nursery rhyme to exorcise ghosts.
Generally speaking, if you have children under the age of one year at home, you must first remove the dirty things on your body when you are back late.
Although Sun Shaozong was an atheist, he naturally would not deliberately challenge such conventions and rules.
So he waited for Pomegranate to finish his work, and then he picked up the curtain and went in, but he was not in a hurry to find Ruan Rong, but ran to the west room where his son was.
After entering the door, I saw the wet nurse and the child sleeping on the couch, and another little maid who was on the night was hitting the floor in the corner.
Although Sun Shaozong tiptoed to the bed, the wet nurse was still alarmed – this is also a necessary quality for the wet nurse at night. Otherwise, she would still sleep soundly when the child woke up. What’s the use of her?
Seeing that Sun Shaozong was coming, the wet nurse hurriedly greeted her with lip service.
Sun Shaozong waved his hand and signaled her not to move, so he leaned forwardLooking at the son who was sleeping inside, I saw that the boy was sleeping soundly with his two fists. With his even breathing, the softness on his head was also slightly undulating.
Perhaps because he felt his father’s peeping eyes, the little guy suddenly closed his eyes and shook his head, and his pink little mouth opened and closed.
Seeing this, the wet nurse hurriedly lifted the already covered clothes, pulled out the full granary, and stuffed it into the child’s mouth…
Uh~
Later, Sun Shaozong was embarrassed to continue looking. After all, the wet nurse also had husbands and children, and was not like those close maids, who could enjoy it at will.
So he quietly left the west room, turned to the master bedroom opposite, and saw Ruan Rong leaning against the head of the bed, next to him a twelve or thirteen-year-old maid who had prepared a copper basin for burning her feet.
“Xiangling has become more and more obsessed these days, and she is not afraid of looking at her eyes badly – tomorrow you can push the pomegranate and hibiscus to take care of her for a few days!”
Sun Shaozong said as he walked to the window, stretched his hand into the copper basin and soaked it hot, and rubbed it clean on the towel. Then he sat on the bed, and put his arm into the quilt with a familiarity, and teased the white jade pillar-like legs.
The little maid hurriedly took off her shoes and socks for him, put them in a copper basin and rubbed them lightly or heavily.
I heard Ruan Rong say lazyly: “She is just a fool who loves poetry, and it’s not a bad thing. If the master is really distressed, why not take her out for a relaxing heart. Isn’t it a good time to go out for a walk?”
“Out for a walk?”
Sun Shaozong glared at him in anger: “I think it’s probably because you want to go out for a walk?”
As he said that, he reached out to the delicate place and twisted it like a trick.
Ruan Rong couldn’t resist it immediately, and she kicked his buttocks with a red face, and said angrily, “If you wash your feet, just wash it honestly. What kind of weird thing?!”
After a pause, she said again, “I really want to go outside the city to relax. It’s better to ride a horse and hunt some hares or something.”