Rebirth of the High Gate Mistress

Chapter 11 Newlyweds

 During dinner, Li Ling stood up, pushed Jing Shu and said, "It's time to get up and eat."

Jingshu turned over and muttered: "You go and eat, I still want to sleep."

Li Ling then put on his clothes and went out to eat.

As soon as Ziyun saw Li Ling come out, she was happy that the couple had reconciled, but she couldn't help but feel sorry for her young lady: she didn't even go out to eat, she must have been tortured by her uncle again.

 Bilu was worried when she saw that her young lady did not come out. She murmured in her heart: Could it be that my uncle was too heavy-handed and maimed the young lady?

Li Ling glanced at the two little maids with different expressions and ordered: "Tell the kitchen to stew some bird's nest porridge later, and serve it to the lady when she wakes up."

Ziyun quickly agreed to go, and Li Ling went out after having dinner alone.

 When Jing Shu woke up, it was already the willow branches above the moon.

Ziyun brought the bird's nest porridge, and after finishing the porridge, Jingshu handed the bowl to Ziyun, stretched her waist, and said lazily: "You go down and have a rest, I still want to sleep for a while."

Ziyun advised: "You just ate something, why don't you get up and walk around to eat?"

 After saying this, she regretted it. She couldn't even get off the ground to eat, and she had no strength to move around.

Looking at Jingshu lying weakly on the pillow, Ziyun said with heartache: "I have long advised you not to be angry with my uncle. Look, you are not the one who will suffer in the end."

Jingshu lay on the pillow, closed her eyes, and simply didn’t want to say anything.

"But now that my uncle can pick you up in person, don't you see how envious those noble ladies are." After saying that, she leaned into Jingshu's ear and whispered: "Especially the third girl from the Zhou family, her eyes are so greedy, My servant saw that you and my uncle’s carriage were both moving, and she was still holding back the curtain of the carriage to look at it."

"He was just along the way." Jingshu hummed.

"What is rare is my uncle's kindness. The young lady and my uncle are so angry, and I was worried that you would lose my uncle's favor because of this."

While the two were talking, Li Ling came in. Ziyun quickly stopped and retreated respectfully.

 Li Ling walked to the bed, took off his robe and hung it on the clothes rack at the end of the bed, and asked, "Are you feeling better?"

 He still has the nerve to ask? When he was pestering her on the bed, he never thought of loving her.

Jing Shu said nothing and turned her head sideways.

Li Ling said no more, went into the bathroom, washed up, and went to bed.

Seeing that she only had her back for him, he hugged her from behind, whispered into her ear and asked, "Are you still feeling better?"

 “What do you think?” Jing Shu asked.

Li Ling was silent for a while and replied: "I didn't control it well."

As he said that, he picked her up in his arms, turned her face, and said: "You left me in the study these two days, but I was bitten by mosquitoes. Can we make it even?"

Jingshu raised her head, her almond-shaped eyes glared at him and said, "You're such a slap in the face. How come I drove you to the study? You obviously went there by yourself, okay?"

Li Ling retorted: "That's not all the same. If you don't hate me, can I go to the study?"

Jingshu sneered: "If I don't accompany you to the General's Mansion, am I just showing off to you? It's obvious that you have a small belly."

 She actually said he had a small belly?

 This bride is really difficult!

Li Ling was afraid of irritating her like that day, so he stopped arguing. But Jingshu said reluctantly: "If you like to sleep in the study, I will order them to hang up the mosquito net, and you can stay there from now on."

After saying that, she broke away from his arms, moved the pillow inside, and turned her back to him.

 Li Ling moved over and hugged her from behind, put his face on her neck, and said in a hoarse voice: "Don't be angry, okay."

That last sentence was said very softly, as if coaxing her.

Jingshu turned around, looked at him and said solemnly: "If you get angry with me and move out again, don't come back again."

 “Yeah.” Li Ling nodded solemnly.

With that said, he took her into his arms again and repeated in her ear: "I know."

Jingshu believed that he could keep his word. Since he had already begged her in this way, she really stopped being angry and shrank into his strong arms and was embraced by him docilely.

Li Ling hugged her for a while, touched her through her pajamas with his big hands and asked, "Does it still hurt?"

Jingshu whispered: "It seems a little swollen."

Li Ling was silent for a moment, put his face against her hair, and whispered: "I'll go to Dr. Zhang to prescribe some medicine tomorrow."

Hearing that he actually wanted to go to the imperial doctor to prescribe medicine, Jing Shu raised her head and quickly stopped him: "What medicine should I prescribe? No need, just rest for two days and it will be fine."

How embarrassing it is to go to the imperial doctor to prescribe medicine because of this matter!

 “Go to sleep.” Li Ling patted her head.

 The night was quiet, the moon was hazy, and the newlyweds embraced each other and fell asleep.

It was already light when Jingshu woke up in Li Ling's arms. She glanced at Geng Le, rubbed her eyes and asked, "Why didn't you go to practice martial arts today?"

 Usually he would have gone to practice martial arts at this time, and when she got up, the side of the bed would usually be empty.

 “It’s raining outside,” he replied.

  Practicing martial arts in the early morning is his unshakable habit regardless of wind, rain or thunder.

Hearing what he said, she didn't want to ask any more questions, so she simply buried her head on his chest again and said, "Since I'm not going to practice martial arts today and have a rest, I might as well get some more sleep."

Seeing his young wife's lazy look, Li Ling promised, but he stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around her soft waist, and his other hand became restless under the quilt.

Jingshu hadn't fully woken up yet, so she held his hand in a daze, yawned and said, "Don't make trouble, I still want to sleep."

 He finally became more honest, leaned over and asked in her ear: "Is everything okay there?"

 What's better?

Jingshu was in a daze for a while before she realized what was happening. She was so frightened that she lost all sleep. She quickly stood up and sat up, and said to him: "It's fifteen today. I have to pay my respects to my grandmother. Get up quickly."

 (End of this chapter)