After a while, Gao Zhang ordered: "Let them come in."

  "Yes."

  As soon as the servant left, Gao Zhang Gong returned to the inner chamber and saw that Zhang Gui was still dazed there. He ordered: "Come over."

  Zhang Qi walked past.

  He glanced at her.

  Zhang Qi hastily walked forward, picked up the towel and went to his back, lowered her head and started wiping his wet hair. His hair was like silk, smooth and black, so close that she could smell the faint scent of grass mixed with male pheromones on his body. Unconsciously, Zhang Qi's movements became a bit stiff.

  Her hair was still damp and couldn't be put up yet, so Zhang Qi simply combed it out and let it hang loose.

  Gao Zhang stood up.

  Zhang Qi hastily walked to his front, lowered her head and helped him tidy up his collar. She faced him with a slightly red face, her long eyelashes fluttering as she tidied up the corners of his collar, her movements trembling slightly.

  At this moment, she was still trying hard to keep a straight face, her lips tightly pursed. Her eyes, which had clearly seen his exposed neck and chest, didn't even flicker once.

  Gao Changgong suddenly felt like laughing a little.

  He also smiled, with his eyes cast down, and chuckled: "No need to be so tense."

  Zhang Qi would not answer.

  He turned around, letting her help him tidy up the back of his collar. His eyes glanced over to the pile of clothes he had changed out of in the corner and he said softly, "I've been washing my own clothes since I was four years old."

  He was a real prince, washing his own clothes at the age of four? She seemed to see a small, tender doll, tiptoeing, struggling to lift water from the well and wash its clothes.

  Zhang Qi's movements paused for a moment, and she involuntarily looked up at him.

  Gao Changgong's voice was calm, without any self-pity or complaint. He simply said in a low tone: "In this life, no matter how prosperous and proud one is today, one must remember the times of decline and dependence on others. Without the help of others, one cannot even take care of their own food and clothing. Zhang Shi Aqie, this is not what you want."

  Yes. This is not what she wanted.

  Zhang Qi nodded slightly and replied in a low voice: "Yes."

  Although she had made up her mind and answered firmly, the words that came out of her mouth were still soft and gentle, as if she was being coy.

  Gao Chang Gong did not turn his head back to look at Zhang Qi.

  Compared with half a year ago, she has grown taller, her figure is slender and elegant, her charm is subtly revealed, and the girl's temperament is undoubtedly shown between her eyebrows and eyes.

  She has a delicate and lovely complexion, with a hint of seductive charm. It's easy to imagine that when she grows up, she'll be a stunning beauty who can captivate cities and nations. Those men from the south must have been deeply infatuated with her. No wonder Xiao Mo is still obsessed with her.

  Staring and staring, it took a while to notice. Under his gaze, Zhang Qi's face grew redder and lower. Now, her chin was even resting on her chest.

  Seeing her wanting to hide herself, Gao Chang's mouth twitched slightly.

  He withdrew his gaze and said in a low voice: "Zhang Shi Aqi."

  "Alright."

  "Get yourself tidied up and go see him."

  "Yes."

  Zhang Qi hesitated for a moment and couldn't help but ask: "Do you want to cover it up again?"

  As soon as he finished speaking, he looked at her.

  Zhang Qi immediately understood, she said in a low voice: "I know." He didn't even cover it up, why did she have to be nervous? Her own words were clearly distrustful of his protection, no wonder his eyes had a warning.

  After tidying up Gao Zhang's clothes and hair, Zhang Qi walked to the side of the water basin, scooped up some water again, and washed off the medicine powder on his neck and hands.

  Seeing her movements, Gao Zhang said: "No need to force yourself. The maids will bring hot water for you to bathe immediately."

  Zhang Qi's movements stiffened slightly, and she couldn't help but ask in a low voice: "Here... to take a bath?"

  Gao Chang Gong knew what she was worried about and couldn't help but curve the corners of his mouth upwards again. He looked at her and said seriously, "Yes."

  Suddenly, Zhang Qi's face turned red again.

  Her lips moved slightly, wanting to say something, but ultimately swallowed it back down.

  She had never been cared about what she thought, and any word that came out of her mouth would bring disaster if it wasn't proper. When she was young in her grandparents' home, she had also been innocent and made requests, but the kind of innocence and requests she had were always met with sticks and insults.

  It's been a long time, and Zhang Qi has forgotten how to directly and firmly express her own opinions. She has become accustomed to being cautious and observing people's expressions, then burying her grievances and unwillingness in her heart, and indirectly taking action in a subtle and reserved manner that leaves room for herself.

  For Gao Chang Gong, she said that he is not only kind but also has a predestined memory of her, believing in his character and generosity. She believes that even if he were to hate her the most, he would still leave her a way out.

  Among all living beings, he is the only one who gives her this trust, although this trust is built on the comments of others.

  Others, she always subconsciously fears, always thinking that now others care about her, only because she is still fresh, she has not let people get what they want, and she handles things with caution and has never made a mistake. If one day she really offends those people, beating and scolding would be light, one day being sold, growing old and ugly and being driven to the streets as a beggar woman, or, it may not even come to growing old and ugly, just getting tired of playing, perhaps they will get rid of her, kill her...

  My grandmother once said that my mother and father had a deep affection for each other back then. But men, their vows of love are only true when they want to get you, and the moment they do, those words become meaningless faster than anyone can forget. My grandmother also said that for women to be happy, we should not believe in the sweet nothings men say, but rather the status they give us.

  In those days, if a mother was abandoned by her husband, she still had her family to rely on and parents who could provide her with food. If she was abandoned, her only recourse would be the paupers' cemetery.

  Lowering her eyes, Zhang Yi looked at Gao Changgong again with caution and whispered in a low voice that only she could hear: "It's been two years..."

  Although his voice was low, he was so close to her and a martial artist, so he naturally heard it clearly.

  He didn't make a sound, his mouth corners twitched again, then he commanded seriously: "Hurry up."

  "Alright."

  Before long, Zhang Qi tidied herself up and smoothed out her hair and clothes. She followed behind Gao Changgong, walking in step with him as they headed outside.

  Xiao Mo and others were waiting in the courtyard. Gao Chang Gong was slow to come out, he pursed his lips. He kept pacing back and forth in the yard.

  As they turned around, a creaking sound was heard, and two people walked out of the house door fifty steps away.

  He quickly lifted his head.

  Unlike others who were involuntarily drawn to the man's appearance, he raised his eyes and fixedly looked at Zhang Qi behind Gao Chang.

  Zhang Yi was as she had been in Jiankang, slightly lowering her head and walking with short steps.

  But there's a difference though.

  She lowered her head, exposing the skin on her forehead, neck and small hands, which was incredibly white and smooth. You can't see her facial features, only this skin. Anyone can feel it. This is a rare beauty.

  As if she felt his gaze, Zhang Qi raised her head.

  As soon as he looked up, Xiao Mo felt a heavy blow to his chest, and involuntarily took a step back!

  Her eyebrows were like a painting, her spirit was delicate and charming. When she saw his face change color, her clear and transparent eyes with a hint of seduction revealed a questioning expression, as if asking him, "What's wrong?"

  It had been less than an hour, but it felt like an eternity since he last saw her.

  No. He had never seen such a beautiful Zhang Yi, she exceeded his imagination. She always revived his soul when he thought he could put it down, making him yearn for her to look at him with such eyes for the rest of his life.

  The two walked in front of everyone.

  Gao Changgong suddenly turned his eyes towards Xiao Mo.

  Xiao Mo was staring at Zhang Qi.

  His hands clasped behind his back, Gao Lian also didn't speak, he just stood there quietly, waiting for Xiao Mo to come back to her senses.

  After a while, Xiao Mo finally lifted his head and said to Zhang Qi: "Come over."

  Zhang Qi was taken aback, she lowered her head, hesitated for a moment, and then carefully walked forward with small steps.

  She passed by Gao Zhang Gong, and he did not stop her.

  Zhang Qi came before Xiao Mo.

  Xiao Mo swung his sleeve and strode elegantly towards a corner where a banyan tree stood.

  He slowly stood up and turned around.

  At this time, he had already recovered as usual, and his elegant and handsome face was filled with a smile, his eyes still bright and gentle.

  Looking down at her, Xiao Mo said softly: "You didn't struggle."

  His voice was filled with unspeakable loss, but his face still wore a smile. "Zhang Shi Aqi, I have been thinking of you day and night, fearing that you would be bullied by others. But now that you have fallen into someone else's hands, you don't even struggle."

  He pursed his lips, the young and spirited him, who had repeatedly hit a wall on her, couldn't help but speak in a hoarse voice, with a sharp and somewhat uncontrollable cold laugh: "Zhang Shi Aqie, it turns out you're cheap enough to follow anyone!"

  These words are heavy.

  He had never spoken such heavy words to her before.

  The people of Jiankang who value subtlety and elegance rarely say such unpleasant and direct words to others.

  Zhang Qi suddenly lifted her head up.

  Her small, bright red lips trembled, and after a moment, a small tear rolled onto her long eyelashes. Quickly lowering her head, Zhang Qi said in a hoarse voice: "I won't be a concubine, a concubine can be driven out at any time, the children born are so lowly they're not even as good as dogs... As a wife, when I'm old, there's still food to eat."

  He indeed enraged her.

  For the first time, Xiang Mu was stunned by Zhang Qi's resolute and direct words.

  "After a while, he said in a low voice: 'You know it's not that I didn't try, but your family's madam wouldn't agree.'"

  Zhang Qi's long eyelashes fluttered a few times, her lips moved, but she didn't say anything.

  Although she didn't say it, Xiao Mo understood.

  She thought that if he couldn't even give her a proper wife's position, then he should let go, and she wouldn't think of him anymore.

  Suddenly a sharp pain shot through his heart, and Xiao Mo muttered: "It's just a title!"

  He choked with emotion, again and again, with a puzzled and heartbroken tone, "But it's just a title! You know I'll hurt you and cherish you for the rest of my life!"

  Zhang Qi turned her head to look at the green leaves on the fig tree. The difference between a wife and a concubine, he understood, everyone in the world understood. Moreover, she had already made it clear earlier. A concubine, he would get tired of playing with anytime, and if he wanted to drive her away, she would be left with no one to rely on, begging for food and clothes, who would pity you then? The man who got tired of playing with you? The man who made vows but turned to another beauty? The man who was naturally forgetful, when he couldn't get you, you were a treasure, but once he got you, you were just a plaything?

  Pity her and cherish her for a lifetime! A man's oath, ah, didn't your father say something like that back then?

  In such a chaotic and disorderly world, a weak woman without a maternal family, brothers, or relatives to rely on, no matter how much money she has saved or land she has purchased, anyone who wants to take it can just take it. Anyone who wants to beat her to death can just do so. As a concubine, after being kicked out due to old age and loss of beauty, there is no way to survive.

  But it's just a title, yet this title can bring a lifetime of peace and stability!

  Moreover, with her grown-up appearance, she is a proper concubine and it's unlikely that the mistress would tolerate her.

  The two of them were already frozen in place.

  Gao Chang Gong gazed from afar and saw Xiao Mo's face turn black, while Zhang Qi pouted her lips, the corners of her mouth rising slightly. He stood with his hands behind his back, sternly shouting: "A Qi, come here."

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