Wen Tang untied Qin Gong's belt, then looked up and asked specifically, "Do you want to spend more time with his wife?"
Qin Gong seemed to have mentioned this newly promoted official last night, who should be an important colleague of Qin Gong in the future.
Wen Tang took careful notes and made sure there were no mistakes.
The interactions, banquets, and casual conversations among officials' wives were far more than simple family matters. They served as their husbands' internal supporters, maintaining family ties and conveying information that was difficult to share publicly. A flower-viewing banquet, a well-tended visit to the sick, or even a few well-placed casual words could strengthen their husbands' relationships with colleagues, defuse potential conflicts, or even secure a helping hand at a crucial moment.
But Qin Gong gave her an unexpected answer, "He hasn't married yet."
Wen Tang was slightly startled and paused in untying her belt. She thought that this upstart was about the same age as Qin Gong and should have already married and had children.
It was common for the sons of prominent families in the capital to arrange marriages at the age of fifteen or sixteen, and to get married and have children at the age of seventeen or eighteen. Qin Gong, for example, had only a pair of children, which was not considered wealthy in the circle of nobles. The second master in the mansion already had two sons and two daughters.
However, Wen Tang did not ask why he did not marry. She just told Qin Gong that she had taken note of it.
Qin Gong nodded, and his tall figure walked past her and went straight to the inner bathroom.
Wen Tang turned around and ordered the servants to remove the food from the table.
As the voices faded away, the house became silent, with only the faint sound of water coming from the inner room.
Wen Tang sat down. He had been talking to Qin Gong and serving him meals. The soreness in his waist was now obviously severe. Not only that, but after several nights of indulgence, Wen Tang felt very uncomfortable there, with a tingling sensation, and even a vague feeling that something was blocking it.
She was a little annoyed.
After a year of giving birth and raising the child, she didn't have to serve him, but now she can't avoid him. She was not used to his way of doing things in the first place. During the confinement period, she took good care of her body, and after the confinement period, she was even more uncomfortable with his way of doing things.
These days, I feel like I'm back to the night I first got married.
She came over awkwardly and sat on a brocade quilt covered with red dates and peanuts.
It was very noisy in the bridal chamber. After a long time, she saw someone coming in. Then the bridesmaid scattered fruits and drank the wedding wine.
Then Wen Tang was pressed down on the quilt by the drunken man. She felt a chill on her body, followed by a sharp pain. A feeling of fullness that almost burst her came over her all at once. The pain made Wen Tang want to cry but she didn't dare to cry out loud, so she could only bite her lips.
I endured it all night, and the next day I offered tea to my parents-in-law. When I came back, I didn't even dare to sit down.
These days, it feels like I'm back to my wedding day.
Wen Tang was very worried.
The room was quiet, and the sound of water could be heard from the inner room. Then after a while, the sound of water stopped and footsteps were heard there. It should be that Qin Gong had finished bathing.
As usual, he would go behind the case to read.
Wen Tang breathed a sigh of relief and then stood up.
Qin Gong walked around the screen, covered in dampness, with a cloth tied loosely around his waist. Wen Tang walked over, picked up the casual clothes that had been prepared long ago, and gently put them on him.
After straightening his clothes, Wen Tang turned around and walked into the inner bathroom filled with hot air and the sweet fragrance of flower petals.
Mrs. Zhou had already prepared hot water. She carefully scooped up the warm water mixed with rose petals and gently poured it on her smooth shoulders.
Mrs. Zhou massaged Wen Tang's neck and pounded her sore waist, then lowered her voice and said, "Grandma, don't keep that thing. I'll find a safe place and throw it away far away."
Wen Tang knew what Mrs. Zhou was talking about. The peace lock was a token of their love. It would be meaningless if it fell into the hands of her, the legal wife. Naturally, she had to get rid of it as soon as possible.
"Mother Zhou, there's no rush. It's just an object, just put it aside for now."
Mrs. Zhou wanted to say something more, but she knew that her master was gentle on the outside but strong on the inside and had her own ideas, so she swallowed her words of persuasion.
After taking a shower and changing clothes, Wen Tang came out wearing soft plain silk pajamas, with the ends of her hair still wet.
Qin Gong was still sitting behind the desk, holding a scroll in his hand.
Wen Tang glanced at the cabinet where the safety lock was placed, and then looked at Qin Gong.
As the night deepened, the clock struck midnight and the curtains were silently lowered.
The couch was covered with a cool jade mat. When Wen Tang lay down, he felt something cold on his back and shivered.
Wen Tang still held back.
Sweat quickly soaked
After an unknown amount of time, a big hand lifted a corner of the curtain, and candlelight leaked in, bringing in a ray of light.
Qin Gong called for water.
Wen Tang's face flushed and he felt weak all over.
Mrs. Zhou outside ordered someone to bring in water to wash the two of them.
Qin Gong had sat up with his back to her, and the scratches on his back were clearly visible.
Inside the tent, there was a strong smell and the mattress was soaked.
The maids and others quickly changed into dry bedding. After the two men had simply washed themselves, the maids added a few fragrant cakes in the corner to dispel the smell.
Wen Tang was extremely tired.
Qin Gong was sitting on the armchair opposite, with his clothes casually open. From this angle, Wen Tang noticed that she was grabbing his lower abdomen even harder.
Qin Gong took a few sips of cold tea, his Adam's apple rolled, and then changed into a clean undershirt.
It's time to put out the candles.
After the candlelight went out, only darkness remained.
Once the vision was blocked, all kinds of sounds were amplified, the sound of rain and thunder outside, and the breathing of the man next to my ear.
Wen Tang endured the discomfort from below, turned over, and faced inwards.
The sentence from the leisure book I read yesterday suddenly popped up in my mind: the joy of family life is indescribable. But Wen Tang didn't understand it at all. Every time after having sex, Wen Tang felt bloated and uncomfortable.
Wen Tang calmed down for a while and thought about what happened during the day.
Wen Zhiyi gave her a safety lock and asked her to pass it on to Qin Gong.
Wen Tang knew that Qin Gong had personally approved the marriage between Wen Zhiyi and Qin Gong. People still talked about their childhood sweethearts and their deep love. Even her mother-in-law had held her hand and comforted her on the day she married into the Qin Mansion, telling her not to care about Wen Zhiyi's past and just live a good life with her husband.
Wen Tang was curious about Qin Gong's attitude.
What exactly does he think about this young, affectionate and beautiful childhood sweetheart?
Wen Tang didn't mind Qin Gong having a concubine or a side room. Two years ago, when she was still pregnant, the old lady's overt and covert pressure on her became commonplace. The old lady told her that as the main wife, it was her duty to have children and show generosity.
She had also carefully selected a girl from a good family with a clean family background and good looks to be her concubine, but later the girl acted carelessly and angered her mother-in-law, so she was sent away, and the matter of taking a concubine came to nothing.
Later, she was diagnosed with pregnancy, and was pregnant with twins, a boy and a girl. Naturally, the old lady could no longer make a fuss about her infertility.
Now her position is secure.
Wen Zhiyi came back again.
Putting aside other things, can her frail body really withstand it?
What on earth did this guy eat to become so strong?