in the dark.

Mrs. Han Zhang put her cheek against Han Zhen's heart and listened quietly to the powerful heartbeat.

It was still so muggy tonight, the windows in the back room were not opened, and the room was like a steamer.

They had just pushed the millstone and picked some fruit. The two of them were sweating, as if they had been fished out of the water, and the sheets were soaked with sweat.

After a while, Han Zhen moved his body, as if he was about to get up.

"Erlang is thirsty?"

Mrs. Han Zhang raised her head slightly, and her already soft tone became even softer now.

Snapped!

Gently patting the small millstone, Han Zhen raised his eyebrows and said, "Didn't I ask you to call me uncle?"

"Don't be a slave, Erlang."

Mrs. Han Zhang had an angry tone and wanted to get out of bed to serve Han Zhen with tea and water.

But there is no strength left in his body, and he doesn't even want to move his little finger right now.

"I'll do it."

Han Zhen jumped out of bed quickly.

Knowing that his sister-in-law was thin-skinned, he did not light the oil lamp, picked up the teapot in the dark, and returned to bed in a few steps.

After pouring a sip into the mouth of the pot, Han Zhen handed the teapot over: "Sister-in-law, drink some too."

"Um."

Mrs. Han Zhang tremblingly took the teapot and drank it in small sips.

If you don’t say that women are made of water, Han and Zhang drank most of a pot of herbal tea alone.

After drinking tea, Han Zhen hugged her, and the two of them leaned together again.

I don't know how long it took, but Mrs. Han Zhang sat up, picked up her inner clothes in the dark and put them on.

Seeing this, Han Zhen asked: "Where are you going, sister-in-law?"

Mrs. Han Zhang said seriously: "I have to go back to the east wing, otherwise I will be bumped into by someone tomorrow, and I will be embarrassed to see people. I don't care about this, I'm just afraid of ruining Erlang's reputation."

During the Sui and Tang Dynasties, the emperors were all of Hu origin, so they did not pay much attention to ethics.

As soon as Yang Guang's father died, he couldn't wait to bring his two young mothers into his harem.

After the Xuanwumen Incident, Li Shimin also included his younger brother Li Yuanji's daughter-in-law, Yang, into the harem.

However, this kind of thing only happens among the royal family and nobles, and the Han people have always maintained an attitude of opposition to it.

This custom was maintained until the Song Dynasty. It was not until the Mongolian and Yuan Dynasties unified the world that they brought the customs and habits of the nomadic people. Therefore, such things as brothers becoming brothers began to become popular among the people.

Han Zhen didn't care and hugged her: "Don't go back, there are only a few people in the backyard, and An Niang and Fang Sansan are not the ones who talk nonsense."

"Erlang, don't do this."

Han Zhang's tone was firm.

Seeing Han Zhen still hugging her tightly, a flash of shyness flashed in her eyes, and she said in a soft and soft tone: "Uncle, just let me go back."

hiss!

Han Zhen took a deep breath and deliberately wanted to push and rub again.

However, considering that Mrs. Han Zhang might not be able to bear it, she had no choice but to let go.

After jumping out of bed and getting dressed, Mrs. Han Zhang warned: "I'm going back, Erlang, please rest early."

After that, she limped out of the room.

After leaving the back room, Mrs. Han Zhang glanced at the west wing with a guilty conscience. Seeing that the west wing was completely dark, she couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.

He walked slowly back to the east wing. As soon as he opened the door, he bumped into Fang Sansan.

Fang Sansan looked sleepy and yawned: "Madam, why are you back now?"

"I...I just took care of Erlang. I was a little tired, so I lay on the table and squinted a little."

Mrs. Han Zhang pretended to be calm, but in fact her heart almost jumped into her throat.

The excuses made up are also full of loopholes.

"oh."

Fortunately, Fang Sansan was very carefree. He was obviously not awake at the moment and nodded in a daze.

"Madam, please rest early."

Fang Sansan said, picked up the herbal tea on the table and took a big sip, then wiped the corners of his mouth and returned to the inner room.

"call!"

Mrs. Han Zhang breathed a long sigh of relief, returned to the room and was about to go to sleep, but found that her whole body was sticky, and she could faintly feel soy milk dripping down.

In desperation, I had to pick up the copper basin and go to the well to get some water.

After wiping it carefully, Mrs. Han Zhang put on a pair of inner clothes, lay on the bed, and gently stroked her lower abdomen with her little hands.

My uncle is really messing around, what should I do if he does?

As a widow, if she was pregnant, how could she survive if people found out about her pregnancy?

But at the thought of having a child with Erlang, Mrs. Han Zhang couldn't help but have a happy smile on her face.

…

…

The next day.

Liu Mi took off the jade arms wrapped around his body and slowly sat up.

He patted his forehead lightly, and after a while, he finally became more awake.

I looked down and saw that the two sisters were still sleeping, and the fine gauze on their bodies had long disappeared.

The sun shines through the window and falls on the snow-white skin, making people dizzy for a while.

Liu Mi had no intention of admiring it, and glanced around the room.

When I saw the four wooden boxes stacked in the corner, I couldn't help but smile.

"master."

At this moment, a soft cry came from outside the door.

Recognizing the voice of the housekeeper, Liu Mi said, "Come in."

The door was pushed open, and an old servant came in, bowed and said: "Sir, Chang Zhixian has been waiting downstairs for a long time."

In the Northern Song Dynasty, servants were particular about how they addressed their master.

For example, Fang Sansan and Uncle Fu always call the head of the family Alang, but never Master.

Why?

Because the title "Master" can only be used when someone reaches a certain level and status.

The fifth rank official is the threshold for this title.

If a servant has not reached this level and calls his master this way, if others hear him, he will definitely be laughed at.

This is like a grocery store owner asking his employees to call him chairman.

"Um!"

Liu Mi nodded, and under the service of the old servant, he dressed and washed.

This time he came for a private visit incognito, and there was no official procedure, so he only brought an old servant and a group of guards.

After putting on his clothes and arranging his appearance in front of the bronze mirror, Liu Mi left the room.

Before leaving, he also ordered: "Put these boxes away and don't let anyone touch them."

"I saved it."

The old servant nodded and responded.

In the hall downstairs, Chang Zhixian was having tea.

When he saw Liu Mi coming down, he immediately stood up, saluted, and asked, "Did Liu Tongpan have a good rest last night?"

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Liu Mi took the tea cup, looked at the foam of the soup first, and then took a sip.

Changzhi County asked again: "What kind of regulations does Liu Tongxuan have today?"

"I'm going back to the county town today. There are still a lot of things waiting for me at the government office."

After the business was settled and the money was obtained, he naturally did not want to continue to stay in this remote country.
To be continued...