newbobooks Chapter 285 Don't Make It Difficult for Me
Chapter 285 Don't Make It Difficult for Me
When Yang Biao finished his shower and came out drying his hair with a towel, he saw her lying on the bed alone.
Yang Biao felt stuffy in the new house and wanted to open the door and go out for a walk, but he saw Eunuch Wang and Ying Jian standing at the door.
"Yang Biao, please don't make things difficult for me." Ying Jian asked him to go back. He was guarding here on the emperor's order. If he insisted on going out tonight, he would have to step on their bodies to get through.
"Oh, what's going on!" Helplessly, Yang Biao returned to the bridal chamber, sat on the chair bored, looked at the person lying on the bed, shook his head and sighed. If Xia Weiwei knew about this wedding, how would he end up?
Her three brothers are all officials in the capital, so this matter cannot be concealed. We must find a way to prevent her from getting angry.
"I forgot to bring some books." If you don't have books, it's okay to have pen, ink, paper and inkstone, so you can practice calligraphy to pass the time.
Now he could only sleep on a few benches in the new house, and then leave the border when he woke up early tomorrow morning.
When Yang Biao was half asleep on a long bench at night, he felt someone lying on him. He wanted to push the person away, but he was probably urged by Ying Jian to rush all the way to the border, and he was tired, so he had no strength in his hands and was a little unable to do it.
He had a particularly poetic dream in his mind. In the dream, he was extremely affectionate with a woman whose appearance he could not see clearly. The subtle physical contact made him feel unspeakable desire and satisfaction.
"Ah!" Wu Ruoyi woke up the next morning and saw Yang Biao lying next to her. She screamed loudly in fright.
She lifted the quilt and tried to run out, but then she realized she was naked and quickly got back into bed.
"What are you yelling about so early in the morning?" Yang Biao, who was woken up, rubbed his eyes and saw himself lying on the bed. His brain suddenly went blank. He remembered that he clearly slept on a bench last night.
So what I thought was a dream was actually what happened between me and Wu Ruoyi in reality, and this could be fatal.
"You go out first." Wu Ruoyi hugged the quilt tightly and looked at him with mixed emotions.
"Oh," this scene was too embarrassing. Yang Biao quickly climbed out of bed and picked up his clothes. Without even having time to put on his shoes, he went to open the door, only to find that it had been locked from the outside.
"Miss Wu, they locked the door." Ying Jian and Eunuch Wang had been guarding the door of the new house last night until they heard the unrestrained moans and left. Wu Bohan locked the door only after he saw them leave.
"Ah?" With Wu Ruoyi's skills, breaking out of the door was an easy task, but deep down she was unwilling to do so.
"Wenbin, Wenbin!" Yang Biao kept knocking on the door and calling his men, but no one answered.
The wooden door looked sturdy. If he wanted to get out, he would have to pry out the door nails, so he prepared to find tools.
"Yang Biao, I want to talk to you." Wu Ruoyi, who had already put on her clothes and was sitting at the table, couldn't help but smile bitterly when she saw him in a hurry to leave.
"What to talk about?" Yang Biao searched for his dagger on the ground, but found nothing, so he walked towards her.
"There are no male heirs in the Anle Marquis's Mansion. The Emperor ordered you to be his heir, and we are married. Now it's a done deal."
Wu Ruoyi blushed and lowered her head. She thought about everything that happened when she was sober. She was sure that Wu Bohan had tampered with the wine yesterday to make the two of them become real husband and wife.
"What do you mean?" Yang Biao looked at her heroic face. He was a little uncomfortable with the shy look of the little woman in front of him.
"Do you hate me?" Wu Ruoyi suddenly looked up at him, desperately needing his answer.
"Not annoying," Yang Biao shook his head, roughly understanding what she wanted to talk to him about next.
"That's good," Wu Ruoyi felt relieved when she learned that he didn't hate her.
"I lost my mother when I was young, and the old lady of the Marquisate treated me like her own granddaughter. I want to give her a child to inherit the title, so that all the widows in the Marquisate's mansion will have a place to live." Wu Ruoyi did not hesitate and stated her plan straight to the point.
Anle Marquis Yang Teng had three sons and three daughters. When his two sons grew up, they followed him into the army to make achievements. Unfortunately, they died in battle one after another, and their young son also died not long ago. The current situation of the Marquis's Mansion is truly lamentable.
"Okay, I'll listen to you." Yang Teng's family can be said to be full of loyalty and bravery, and Yang Biao had heard of their deeds when he was young.
"Are you going out?" Seeing him nod, Wu Ruoyi walked to the door, took a deep breath, and kicked the door open.
"Wow," Yang Biao knew that she was quite skilled, but he didn't expect her kung fu to be so terrifying. Such a solid wooden door was easily destroyed in front of her like a thin piece of paper.
"Aunt Xiaolan, have you met my father?" The two of them left the house and met Yang Xiaolan. Wu Ruoyi wanted to settle the account with him for drugging her last night.
"Your father left the military camp on horseback last night. I don't know where he went." Yang Xiaolan looked at her. She still had her unmarried hairstyle, so she quickly pulled her back into the house.
"Yiyi, you got married yesterday, and you have to wear your hair in a bun like this from now on." Yang Xiaolan knew that she didn't have a mother to teach her and didn't know how to tie her hair, so she helped her comb it and asked her to turn her face to the bronze mirror.
"Oh, I understand. Thank you, auntie!" Wu Ruo looked at the hairstyle in the mirror carefully and memorized it in his heart.
"Don't kick the door again. Yang Biao is a civil servant. Your rude behavior will scare him." Yang Xiaolan looked back at the broken wooden boards at the door and frowned.
"Okay," Wu Ruoyi covered her face and didn't look at his reaction when she kicked the door. She didn't know if her behavior just now scared him.
"Sir Yang, we have to go back to the capital, so we'll say goodbye now." Eunuch Wang completed the task assigned by Emperor Tianqi, and when he saw him coming over, he hurriedly said goodbye to him.
"Where is Lord Ying?" Yang Biao walked around the military camp but couldn't find Ying Jian.
"Oh, Lord Ying has already set off for the capital last night." The Censorate still has many cases that need him to deal with. This time, in order to prevent other censors from coming to the border to boss Yang Biao around and cause irreparable chaos, he took time out of his busy schedule.
"Okay, then I wish Eunuch Wang a safe journey." Taking the opportunity of holding his hand, Yang Biao stuffed a silver note with a face value of ten thousand taels into his hand.
"Thank you, Lord Yang. We're leaving!" Eunuch Wang felt the thing in his hand, suppressed his excitement and got into the car. As soon as he sat down, he quickly spread out the silver note in his hand and saw that it was a silver note for ten thousand taels. He smiled from ear to ear.
"Yang Biao, what are you doing?" Wu Ruoyi saw him wandering around the military camp alone and stopped him.
"Yiyi, you must call Lord Yang your husband from now on." Seeing her calling her husband by his name, Yang Xiaolan beside her shook her head.