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Even the Night Flute, who was in a good mood after succeeding in his trick, was shocked by this speed to the point that the corners of its mouth were lifted upwards.

After a short while, Yun Qiu was finally full and his consciousness was drifting between being conscious and being dizzy.

By the side, Night Tick knew that the time had come, so he said warmly, "Qiu'er, your husband will help you wash up."

"Why?" Yun Qiu asked while shaking his head, trying to stay awake.

"Because you and I are already husband and wife." As he spoke, he pulled his wife's hand and gently led her to a low stool to sit down. He carefully removed the heavy phoenix crown for her, "Sit down first, don't move recklessly. I'll get some hot water to soak your feet."

"Alright." Yun Qiu answered meekly, obediently sitting on the low stool. His hands were placed neatly on his small knees, looking very gentle and obedient.

Upon seeing his wife in such a state, Night Tick suppressed the boiling heat in his heart and left the room.

Not long after, he brought a basin of hot water and gently placed it at his wife's feet. Then, he gently removed her stockings and slowly dipped her small feet into the hot water. His movements were smooth as if he had been doing it for a long time. In fact, it was only the first time.

Feeling a warm feeling wrap around his feet, Yun Qiu's scattered thoughts slightly recovered. Lowering his head, he saw the man who had already become his husband. He wore a red robe with his long sleeves rolled up, and was carefully washing his feet with his head lowered.

Yun Qiu was finally able to accept the fact that they were married. From a young age, it was natural for males to be superior to females. She had never heard of a husband who was willing to wash his wife's feet. And what virtue or ability did she, Yun Qiu, have to be fortunate enough to encounter such a man?

If the husband was like this, what else could the husband ask for? Yun Qiu thought.

As the alcohol reeked in his mouth, Yun Qiu's consciousness that he had gathered up with great difficulty dissipated once again. Sleep also followed.

Yes, she had not slept well last night, and today she had been tired for a whole day. It was time for her to sleep well. However, he seemed to have forgotten something. What exactly was it? Forget it, go to sleep.

Just as he was about to enter dreamland, he heard the low voice of his newlywed husband resounding, "Eat, eat, drink. Now is the time to do official business. If you want to sleep, I won't allow it."

Go away, I'm tired.

Yun Qiu was about to raise her hand to brush away this disturbing voice, but she felt that her hand was being held by a pair of large hands. Someone's fingers hooked up a belt to untie her clothes. Afterwards, he began to feel around her body as if he was measuring something. In the end, he even muttered, "Oh, I'm a bit thin now. I'll need to make up for it in the future."

Since she was young, Yun Qiu disliked people saying that she was thin. She was about to retort when something ice-cold and somewhat soft was stuffed into her cold mouth. Yun Qiu opened his eyes with difficulty, only to see her husband's enlarged handsome face and a pair of deep eyes that were extremely hot.

This is... Kiss …

Before Yun Qiu could react, the hand had already shifted targets. It was no longer a simple measurement, but a few places that made her shudder. Those hands seemed to have magic, making her moan in response to the unfamiliar feeling.

So this is the bridal chamber … Before sinking into the fervor of the flute, Yun Qiu thought.

The bright moon outside the window gradually rose into the sky. Under the clear moonlight, the mirror was as clear as water. It was as if the entire world was covered in a layer of white frost, adding a strand of coolness to this July night.

The night was long.

Painful...

Yun Qiu struggled up from the bed, enduring the pain all over her body. The man beside her pillow was long gone. Looking at the room filled with ambiguous memories, his memories returned to the cage. Pieces of it poured into the still confused brain. Her face almost instantly turned completely red.

How did all this happen? Yun Qiu lightly rubbed his forehead, surprised that he did not have the head-splitting headache from the hangover and was only slightly confused.

Last night, she was drunk, so her memories were scattered. She could vaguely remember her husband washing her feet, face, and then … Remembering that the bed was different from the seemingly gentle and elegant bed, and instead of being amorous, the newly-wed husband seemed even more arrogant. Yun Qiu felt a little uncomfortable, but because of the husband's enthusiasm, he also secretly said sweet things.

She gently rubbed her hot face. Just as she was about to put on her clothes and get up, she heard footsteps outside the door. Not long later, she heard Yu'er call out softly, "Miss, have you gotten up?"

Yun Qiu didn't want Yu'er to see the chaos on the bed. Although they were close friends, they would still feel embarrassed. However, she was currently naked, and the wedding dress and inner garment from last night had long since disappeared without a trace. It would be unrealistic for her to just sit there naked, with no elders in the house. She didn't need to wake up early to say hello, but she didn't marry a rich family in the capital, but rather a farmer. Thus, it was natural for her to get up early and go to work.

So, what to do?

After all, yesterday was the first day of their marriage. She didn't know where she put her dowry clothes. In this way, she would definitely have to leave Yu'er behind.

Yun Qiu thought about it for a while and still let down her shoulders in frustration. She hugged herself tighter before replying to Yu'er, "Yu'er, come in."

Yu'er thought that since the Miss didn't respond, she had yet to get up. Mrs Qiao said, last night was a wedding night, this morning Miss must have woken up a little later. But why? Usually, the young miss would get up before even dawn.

She raised her head to look at the bright sun. Only when she was covered up by the thorns did she confirm that it was definitely the right time to do so. Why isn't Miss awake yet? How strange.

Just as she was thinking, she suddenly heard Yun Qiu's response. Yu'er had no doubts about him. Almost at the same time Yun Qiu finished speaking, she pushed open the door and entered. After that, they looked at each other.

Cough, how embarrassing.

"Master Cang, this is the food price list for this season. Take a look, there's a lot of rain this year, and even rice from the south of Dongting Lake is rare. This time, most of the rice is purchased and sold to the south in the Central Plains." Lin Zhou held a thick account book in both hands and respectfully handed it to the night flute that was sitting at the table, dealing with various matters.

He nodded and said, "Hmm, natural disasters often come along with human disasters. The journey would not be peaceful, but have you found an escort escort escort company?" However, from start to finish, he didn't pick up the account book in his hands.

"This …" None...

It's over. He smiled …

A few drops of cold sweat quickly formed on his forehead. After pausing for a while, he used all his courage and almost crushed the thick cover of the account book. Only then did he dare to utter: "It's still the same Long Jiang escort team, I'll contact them as soon as possible." After he finished speaking, he didn't even look at his master's expression. Instead, he lowered his head and stared at the tip of his shoes, as if there was something amazing on it.

He was obviously a smiling and amiable boss all day, so why was he so scared?

After reviewing the questions he had thought of countless times before, Lin Zhou successfully diverted his attention. As long as he could avoid the boss's gaze, he would be able to smoothly pass this time.

The flute put down the account book on the table, stood up slowly and stretched his body, then went back to his original seat. The process was very simple, but the Night Flute was not. Look, Manager Liu was trying his best to hold on to his position while his legs were shaking.

Is my face that horrible? Flute reached out his hand to touch his face, puzzled. He couldn't understand how his subordinates would be scared when they saw him like this. He was obviously afraid that his own temperament would cause others to feel uncomfortable, so he tried his best to maintain a smile of modesty and gentleness.

His slender fingers flipped a few times to read through the contents of the account book. After a while, he smiled faintly and said casually, "Let me know, the price of rice grains written down is set at 80% of what it used to be in the past. No one is allowed to raise the price while they are in the midst of a natural disaster, if they discover a violation, they will be severely punished."

Look, I knew it.

Lin Zhou shrugged his shoulders. He felt that it was a pity that the silver taels were about to be lost, but there was nothing he could do about it.

"Yes, Master Cang." Linzhou looked dispirited.

A low, rich, and magnetic chuckle rang out. The flute rested one hand on its chin, raised its big smile and fixed its gaze at Lin Zhou, then thought of something and said meaningfully: "Little Lin, nothing is wrong but evil, but the people who make money are not evil merchants."

When Lin Zhou heard this, he glared at him. Without caring about being afraid, he just stood there quietly thinking for a while, and then broke out in a few drops of cold sweat. This... Was it to make money?

Thinking of the past achievements of the boss fighting and winning with those evil merchants for a piece of profit, the more Lin Zhou thought about it, the more possible it became. The trace of regret in his heart instantly disappeared. Following that, he nodded his head in satisfaction, thinking to himself that it was still the old cunning Blue.

Eh? No, this isn't right. The Blue Luan is still young, but he's got it all wrong again.

Thinking of the money that was about to flow in like water, Lin Zhou was a little flustered. He forgot all about the people standing in front of him and the purpose of his trade. He turned around and walked out of the study without any indication of treason.

The flute didn't care and only gave a faint smile. Then, it continued to pick up the book on the table and flip through it.

Tap, tap, tap … The sound of slightly messy footsteps could be heard. The flute put down the brush in his hand and looked in the direction of the door while silently counting something.

Five, four, three, two, one... Here it comes.

"Master Cang, don't worry. I will definitely arrange everything properly. I will absolutely not disappoint you." As he spoke, he turned his body to face the direction of the door, looking ready to run away at any moment. "Master Cang …" You... You just married your wife, so it's the second day of your wedding. Logically speaking, you should be accompanying your wife … "You …" He hesitated for a moment, then stole a glance at the flute and continued, "Is this not good for you?"

"Yes, it is indeed not good." The flute naturally answered, and then it stood up from behind the table, lightly stroking its clothes, then went around the desk and out of the study.

Lin Zhou, who had been left behind but had not caught up with his boss, stood blankly.

What had happened?