It was getting dark, and she had been kneeling in the yard and reading for two hours.
She didn't expect that this torture would be a thousand times or ten thousand times worse than she imagined!
The further I read, not only did my knees feel sharp pain like pins and needles, my mouth became dry, my voice became hoarse, and the whip on my back became more and more painful without any medicine.
The breath she struggled to hold on finally reached its limit.
But fainting is not the end.
Lu Twelve and Lu Fifteen are both straight men, the kind who don't care about women. When a bowl of cold water was poured on their faces, Ya Ge woke up.
The price for waking up is to continue reading.
She stayed up weakly for another half hour, and suddenly the sky started to rain without warning.
She was happy in her heart and turned to look at Lu Twelve beside her, as if silently provoking with her eyes.
All books are made of paper. If it gets wet from the rain, the handwriting will be blurred after drying, making it impossible to read clearly. Then it will be impossible to read.
Unexpectedly, Lu Twelve looked disdainful and took away all the paper scriptures in the box, revealing piles of bamboo scrolls underneath.
It turned out that the reason why such a large box was moved was because Lu Shengge had thoughtfully thought that it would rain, so he made extra preparations.
All the words on this bamboo scroll were carved and printed with ink, so even if it rains, it will not be affected.
She was soaked in the biting cold rain, looked at the scripture in her hand, and smiled sarcastically, "Lu Shengge, I really have yours!"
Seeing that she was still thinking about his young lady, Lu Twelve reminded her in a bad tone: "Read it quickly, it's already ten o'clock. If you keep lingering, I'm afraid you won't be able to sleep today."
In the countryside, people usually get up early during the day and go to bed early at night. When the sun sets, they go back to the house to eat. Tian Yi turned off the lights and went to bed long ago after taking care of his semi-paralyzed wife.
At night, the barking of farmers' dogs can be heard from time to time in the countryside, mixed with the sound of rain falling on the tiles, and the hoarse recitation of the Song of Songs, which is unexpectedly harmonious.
Lu Twelve held an umbrella and stood quietly under the eaves to guard.
...
This rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the spring cold comes in waves, which can make people shiver with cold.
In City S, it is also raining.
Shengge had just finished taking a shower and was sitting lazily on the bed, applying body lotion specially designed for pregnant women.
Ji Yuting sat cross-legged obediently behind her, and massaged her shoulders and neck very skillfully with his well-jointed hands.
"Shengsheng, I heard that your eldest brother..."
Shengge's hand applying lotion suddenly paused.
Ji Yuting consciously used the wrong words and changed his words: "I heard that Lu Chen did not sign the inheritance agreement today. Gu Ji went to the Lu family to find him and came out not long after."
"So what."
Shengge was expressionless, "He has always wanted the inheritance rights, and he will sign it. Now he refuses once or twice, but he just feels guilty and just shows it to me."
Hearing what she said, Ji Yuting didn't say anything else and obediently continued to massage her with the right amount of force.
The atmosphere in the bedroom quickly returned to its original state. Along with the sound of rain outside the window, there was a faint chilly atmosphere.
Not long after, the two were getting ready to sleep.
Lu Shiyi suddenly knocked on the door.
"Miss, um... Mr. Chen is here. He is standing outside the gate without even holding an umbrella. He refuses to leave even after saying anything. Do you want... to go down and take a look?"