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  Zhou Xuan returned to the Qin residence, where Dr. Qin and his daughter had not yet returned from their medical duties. Zhou Xuan told her mother-in-law about the move to the new house on Mid-Autumn Festival day. Madame Qin knew that she couldn't stop her daughter and son-in-law from moving out, so she said: "Since Quan has already paid respects to her husband, let them move to Zhuque Lane as they wish. But since Xiu has not yet paid respects to her mother-in-law, let her stay here for two more months to keep the old lady company."

  The needle was on the edge, doing a woman's red needlework. Suddenly, she heard it and her heart was greatly alarmed. The embroidery needle pierced the middle finger, and a bright red blood bead quickly seeped out. "Ah" cried out, hurriedly sucking her finger to stop the bleeding, her eyes staring at Zhou Xuan.

  Zhou Xuan looked at the needle with red lips and jade fingers, and couldn't help but think of the time he deceived her into kissing him. His heart fluttered, and he smiled at Qin Furen: "Mother-in-law said what? Don't you want to move in? Otherwise, it's not convenient for me to take care of both elderly people. It's more lively when we're all together as a family." He thought to himself: "This mother-in-law has too many things on her mind, it's better if she can be far away. But for the sake of Zhen and Que Er, I'll have to move in with them. I heard that the mansion is very big, so when we arrange our rooms later, let's keep some distance between us. It's not like now where we're always running into each other, making it inconvenient for me to flirt with my two little wives."

  Madam Qin listened and smiled with joy: "My son-in-law is really thoughtful, I am willing to move, but I don't know what my husband thinks, he has been living here for a long time. When he comes back, my son-in-law can persuade him."

  Zhou Xuan thought to herself, "What else do they want me to persuade?" She nodded in agreement and when she went out the door, she asked Su Jinzhen, "Jinzhen, how's the sewing of my clothes coming along?"

  The needle followed him out of the door and went to her own room to fetch clothes for her husband.

  Zhou Xuan followed behind Zhī Zhēn and also came in, as soon as he entered the door, he hugged Zhī Zhēn from behind. Zhī Zhēn whispered urgently: "Husband, don't do this, it will be seen..."

  Zhou Xuan dragged her to a corner that couldn't be seen from the outside, and asked in a low voice: "Needle, did your fingers get pricked? Let husband take a look."

  The needlework girl turned her face sideways. Her powdered face was rosy, and she bashfully raised the middle finger of her left hand.

  Zhou Xuan looked at her gesture and couldn't help but laugh uncontrollably.

  Xue Needle didn't understand why her husband was laughing, just as she was about to ask, Zhou Xuan suddenly pulled her hand over and sucked on the upright middle finger, sucking it repeatedly.

  The plump fingers trembled slightly as she spoke in a trembling voice: "Husband, don't suck anymore. The bleeding has stopped."

  Zhou Xuan sucked a few more times before stopping, turning the needle body over, and the two people faced each other, closely related, smiling and asking: "Needle, did you hear that you want to stay with your stepmother? Are you very unwilling?"

  Zhen Needle's face turned red as she said in a low voice: "It is right to serve mother, but Zhen doesn't want to leave her husband, and there's also Quan Mei."

  Zhou Xuan's face was close to the needle. He smiled and said, "The needle is also very good at talking now, is it my credit?"

  The needle threader opened her eyes in confusion, only to find Zhou Xuan's mouth already pressed against hers, taking her lips. It wasn't until then that she realized what her husband had meant by teasing her, and her tongue became agile and able to speak fluently.

  Embroidering needle on one side and Zhou Xuan kissing, on the other side, casting a sideways glance at the door, trembling with fear.

  They fondled each other for a while. Zhīzhēn's face was red as she gently pushed Zhou Xuan away, saying: "Husband, come and see the wolf-headed sweater I made for you."

  Zhou Xuan saw the chessboard T-shirt that Yīn Zhēn was sewing last time, and now it's done. On the chest, a dark green wolf head is embroidered, all stitched one by one, what a lot of effort!

  Zhou Xuan was deeply moved, and took the opportunity to hold the needle in his arms again, gently stroking her waist and buttocks, softly saying: "Needle, you've worked hard, this is too difficult an embroidery. Don't do things that hurt your eyes from now on."

  Xue Ying stuck her face to Zhou Xuan's broad chest. She obediently let her husband hold her for a while, then straightened up and said: "It's a pity that the weather has cooled down now. Husband can't wear it."

  Zhou Xuan said: "I want to wear it inside."

  A smile on her face, she asked: "Husband, what kind of autumn and winter clothes do you have in Australia? Draw them out, and I'll sew them for you."

  Zhou Xuan was uninterested in men's clothing, as long as it could keep out the cold. He had grown accustomed to wearing this long gown and thought for a moment before saying, "Right, has Needle seen that little undergarment of mine?"

  The needle blushed and nodded, thinking: "How could I have not seen it before? I've even washed it for my husband."

  Zhou Xuan said: "Find some good cotton cloth, make two pieces in that style for me. If I don't wear those, I won't feel at ease."

  The needle said: "It can be done, but that kind of elastic coarse thread cannot be found in the Tang Dynasty."

  Zhou Xuan scratched his head, forgetting that this era didn't have Velcro.

  "Sir, would it be possible to use a belt instead?"

  Zhou Xuan said, "Go." Xin Dao: "Hehe, wearing a small thong, too sexy." Thinking of this, he asked, "Needle, what else are you wearing under your skirt besides the garter?"

  "Goodness gracious, husband! Why ask such a thing? How embarrassing!"

  "Why don't I just lift it up and take a look myself?"

  The needle jumped in fright and quickly pressed both hands on her thighs.

  Zhou Xuan smiled and said, "I'm concerned about you. I always feel that wearing nothing under your skirt isn't right for your health. Come with me to the study room, I'll draw a small underwear design for you to see. You can make a few pieces for yourself and also for Que Er."

  Two people walked into a small study room, Zhou Xuan drew a black-colored suspender briefs with thick ink and said: "It's like this."

  The needle blushed and said: "It's too shameful, the sparrow will definitely not wear it."

  Zhou Xuan was speechless, thinking to himself: "This is really a strange thing, wearing underwear is embarrassing, but being naked from the waist down isn't?" He said: "Everyone has to wear this, it's the rule for men in our country, and wives have to wear that."

  The needle "oh"ed and said with a bashful expression: "Alright, let's make the needle first."

  At this time, Qin Que returned and shouted in the courtyard: "Husband——husband——"

  "Over here."

  Qin Que rushed in and asked: "Que'er heard that husband lost at chess, is it true?"

  Zhou Xuan smiled and said, "Three games with two wins, losing one game doesn't matter."

  Qin Que said after hearing Shang Chuanyuan's name: "Shang Chuanyuan is very formidable, it will be difficult to win the next two games."

  Zhou Xuan was eager to persuade the two young wives to wear underwear, saying: "It's okay, come and take a look, I've drawn a style of underwear for you and Zhinu."

  Qin Que's understanding of clothes was not as strong as that of a needle, she looked at it for a moment and didn't understand how to wear it. Zhou Xuan drew a picture on her thigh, and only then did she understand. Her pretty face turned red, and she scolded: "Husband, you're really reckless!"

  Zhou Xuan said with a straight face: "Sparrow, you're a doctor, don't you understand the benefits of wearing underpants?"

  The needle on one side said: "Sparrow sister, this is the custom of husband's hometown, all wives should wear it like this."

  Qin Que said: "We Tang Dynasty women also wear trousers, it's just that we don't often wear them."

  Zhou Xuan said: "I know, it's that kind of split pants, no way, wear the one I drew, needle, you make it for me in these two days."

  Zhou Xuan's attitude was firm and resolute, Qin Que didn't dare to disobey, and fell silent.

  Zhou Xuan was delighted to see that both of his young wives had agreed to wear underwear, but thinking about not being able to appreciate their charming figures in underwear before entering the bridal chamber made him feel a little downhearted.

  One night without words, the next day, the second round of the Jiangzhou vs. Shuzhou match in the three-state chess war began, and Zhou Xuan played white against Shang Chuyuan, this game cannot be lost again.

  If the first game Zhou Xuan still had some reservations about his chess skills, this game was all-out, using all his tricks from the start of the layout to fight for the initiative, and using a star position "together flying swallow" formula to deceive and gain an advantage, occupying the upper hand in just over 30 moves.

  Shang Zhuan's situation fell behind, his bitter melon face became even longer, his eight-character eyebrows kept moving, and he was thinking hard about a countermeasure to turn the tables.

  Shuangyuan's style as a typical ancient power chess player is strong in mid-game combat, but no matter how he provokes battles everywhere, stirring up waves of blackness on the board, Zhou Xuan remains unmoved like a rock in the middle of a river, maintaining his advantage throughout, and ultimately wins by four and a half points.

  Winning this game, Zhou Xuan was confident that his chess skills had improved, his ability to grasp the overall situation was stronger than before, and he was calmer when facing provocation from his opponent in advantageous situations, not getting entangled with his opponent unnecessarily.

  Shan Zhiyuan's sweat has come down, this game's complete defeat gave him a heavy blow, the whole board almost had no decent opportunity, from start to finish being suppressed by Bai Qi, Zhou Xuan is too powerful!

  Shang Zuan Yuan was extremely regretful for agreeing to Zhou Xuan's wager. If he lost again in the third game tomorrow, his chess name would be ruined and he would no longer be able to rank among the top eighteen chess players. This made Shang Zuan Yuan anxious and worried, thinking left and right without a winning strategy. Finally, gritting his teeth, he thought: "There's no other way, if the situation is really bad tomorrow, I'll have to use my ultimate move, although it's despicable, it's also for self-rescue, otherwise my chess name will be ruined!"

  Zhou Xuan didn't know that Shang Zhiyuan still had a despicable trump card. He returned to the mansion in high spirits, convinced that he had won a great victory, which was even more exciting than winning 10,000 taels of silver. He went straight into the small study, ready to replay the game from earlier, also known as reviewing the moves.

  The study door was open, Qin Xiao sat upright at the desk by the window, holding a brush and writing something.

  "Oh, today is a five-day rotation day off, so Sparrow doesn't have to go to the hospital."

  Zhou Xuan quietly walked in, his eyes fixed on the sparrow, which was writing very intently and hadn't noticed him coming in.

  Zhou Xuan quietly stood behind Qin Que, suddenly discovering that the style of Qin Que's dress today was very familiar. Wasn't this the set of classical elegant women's clothing he drew for Que'er last time?

  A cheongsam with a standing collar and blue floral patterns, tight-fitting and short, with sleeves covering three inches below the elbow, and bell-shaped cuffs. The lower part is a six-panel pleated skirt with blue silk piping. When worn on Qin Xiao's slender figure, the seated back view appears serene and beautiful.