Chapter 64: Can’t Get Up – When Sleeping, It’s Just Closing and Opening Eyes, One Hour…

Her fingers drew circles on his back while her other hand impatiently tugged at his waistband.

“This, this won’t work either…” Meng Huan looked around, feeling there was no convenient place.

And he didn’t know if it would work. Recently it hadn’t been standing up in the mornings, most likely it wouldn’t… Mm!

He was surprised to look down and find that it had stood up due to Wen Zhaoyin’s intimacy and touch. His little brother was revived!

The vague heat from that drink surged up. His face also felt a bit hot. Although his father-in-law sending wine was improper, the wine was indeed good.

“Huan…” Wen Zhaoyin’s murmur called him back to his senses. He suddenly had an idea and pulled her to walk north.

He remembered there seemed to be a pavilion in that direction. Recently someone had specifically hung mosquito nets around it. The main thing was it was especially close, just a few steps away.

“Let’s go there, to that pavilion.”

The two stumbled along in front, already unable to help interacting with each other.

Wen Xi lowered his head, holding the lantern and following far behind. He seemed to have a premonition of what his Young Lord and the family head were about to do in that pavilion. His mind couldn’t help wandering.

Pei Lan suddenly came chasing from behind, opening her mouth to call out, “Mast…”

“Steward Lan, don’t raise your voice. That’s my Young Lord.” Wen Xi hurriedly stopped her from speaking.

The latter carefully distinguished and found it was indeed Wen Zhaoyin and Meng Huan. Only then did she relax.

She asked in confusion, “What are the Master and Young Lord going to do?”

Going out to the pavilion to enjoy the breeze in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?

Wen Xi’s head went blank when asked. He glanced at her then quickly lowered his head again, stammering, “What, what can they do? Steward Lan, just follow along.”

He was an unmarried man. How could he be bold enough to speak of such things? Even if he was a brazen and daring person, he still wouldn’t dare directly discuss the masters’ bedroom matters with a woman.

Seeing his reaction seemed a bit abnormal, Pei Lan didn’t know what was going on. She suddenly got stubborn and kept pressing, “Tell me, I just got back from handling matters and don’t know. If I miss something and get punished by the Master, I’ll tell Young Lord Meng about you secretly eating snacks.”

The two served masters that frequently interacted. Over the past two years, they had become quite familiar with each other. When speaking, there were no longer so many reservations. Occasionally, they would even joke around.

Wen Xi avoided her gaze and turned his head, saying, “That was Young Lord letting me eat them, not stealing!”

Pei Lan found him amusing and was about to say something else when she heard vague moaning sounds coming from the pavilion.

She was no virgin. She instantly understood what was happening inside and finally realized why Wen Xi was being vague and unwilling to tell her the truth.

Wen Xi also heard the sounds. Although in the past when the masters were doing that, the two of them would stand guard together outside the door, going from initial embarrassment to long since becoming indifferent.

But this time the location was different. The wind blowing outside the pavilion seemed to be plucking at heartstrings, making it impossible for those present to remain calm.

Looking into each other’s eyes, something seemed to have changed.

Inside the pavilion, Meng Huan’s clothes were already disheveled.

Wen Zhaoyin still maintained some clarity. The stone table was cold. She considerately laid down clothing before lifting him onto it.

But because her actions were a bit hurried, she didn’t place him properly, causing Meng Huan to bump against the table edge. He immediately cried out in pain.

“Hiss! Be gentle.”

She mumbled something that sounded like agreement, or maybe disagreement. In any case, she didn’t let him hear clearly.

“Huan, Lingyi, Meng Huan.” Wen Zhaoyin called his name in a messy way, but if carefully distinguished, one could hear she was only calling him without any mention of others.

Meng Huan felt he seemed even more aroused. He impatiently urged her to hurry. Although the pavilion had gauze curtains, they didn’t block the wind at all. A slight breeze blowing in still brought a touch of coolness.

Her fingertips unintentionally brushed past, making his whole body tremble. The two didn’t know who was more passionate.

Wen Zhaoyin lifted her leg to step on one side of the stone table. With her hand gripping the table, she was about to step up with the other foot when she suddenly lost balance. The stone table tilted to the left along with Meng Huan.

Fortunately, her hands and eyes were quick. With her martial arts foundation, she hurriedly reached out to scoop him into her arms while rapidly retreating two steps back.

“Crash–”

The sound of stone hitting the ground wasn’t actually loud, but it couldn’t be helped that the two outside had sharp ears. Although knowing they shouldn’t peek inside, they were afraid something happened to them. In the end, they still ran over.

“Master!”

“Young Lord!”

Meng Huan wiggled in her arms to find a more comfortable position. He looked at Wen Xi and Pei Lan through half-closed eyes, not feeling embarrassed at all.

Wen Zhaoyin usually had a personality as steady as Mount Tai. To maintain her image, she also didn’t show much expression. She only lightly glanced at the two holding lanterns before gracefully walking out.

“Tomorrow, have someone reinforce the stone table securely. If this situation occurs again, hold the craftsmen responsible.”

Her stride was like the wind. If not for only wearing this undergarment with a disheveled man in her arms, she could be described as radiant as the clear moon after strong wind.

“Where are we going now?” Meng Huan hugged her neck and asked in a soft voice.

The latter tilted her chin to indicate the surrounding flowers and grass. Her eyes were filled with determination and persistence towards outdoor locations.

He raised his head to take a look. Although he also wanted to try, thinking that last year he had urged Wen Xi to pee in some unknown grass, he could only say, “Too many mosquitoes and bugs. Let’s go back, alright?”

Using this kind of voice, how could Wen Zhaoyin disagree? She quickly walked towards the Qingzhu courtyard according to his wishes. On the way, they even encountered Wang Gui looking around at Zu Jun’s door.

In the moonlight, Wang Gui didn’t see clearly. He thought it had succeeded. Excitedly and happily, he turned to go back and report, not considering at all why Wen Zhaoyin would head to the Qingzhu courtyard if it really succeeded.

On this side, the two had already successfully returned to the main house of the Qingzhu courtyard. What followed was an uncontrollable situation.

That wine was really strong. Meng Huan had just barely recovered. In one night, he was taken three or four times before stopping. By the time Wen Zhaoyin let him rest, the horizon was already turning pale with dawn.

The two were so exhausted they didn’t even call for water. They just held each other with their heads touching and fell asleep, not getting up until the sun was high in the sky.

This day, the always diligent Madam Wen, who had taken full attendance for many years, missed the morning court session for the first time.

After waking up, she sat on the bed and asked in a low voice, mindful of the still sleeping Meng Huan, “Why didn’t anyone call me for the morning court?”

Pei Lan had a bitter look on her face and hurriedly explained, “I called you several times. Each time you said your head hurt and to sleep for another half quarter hour, but you never got up…”

“Then why didn’t you forcefully pull me up?” Wen Zhaoyin frowned, always feeling it wasn’t like her to be repeatedly called and not get up.

Pei Lan’s face grew even more bitter. She immediately lifted her sleeve to reveal her arm. “Look, these are all from being hit while trying to wake you.”

Not only did she not get up, but she even hit someone. Wen Zhaoyin was completely puzzled, not remembering doing such a thing at all.

It was already this hour now. The morning court session was about to end. Even if she went now, she wouldn’t make it in time.

Raising a hand to slap her own forehead, she inwardly sighed that men hindered matters. If not for her father’s scheming cup of wine, she wouldn’t have missed the morning court.

Seeing her deep and serious expression, Pei Lan quickly added, “This servant saw you really couldn’t get up, so I took sick leave for you, saying you got a cold from reading documents too long in the pavilion yesterday.”

These words made Wen Zhaoyin’s mood slightly better. She thought since she already took leave, she might as well rest enough today. She laid back down and even waved her hand to dismiss people.

Meng Huan woke up in a daze. Seeing her still sleeping beside him, he couldn’t help feeling a bit surprised.

She usually practiced martial arts, attended morning court, or sat reading in the study. There had never been a time when he woke up and could still see her lying next to him.

The sun really rose from the west today.

“Why are you still here?”

Wen Zhaoyin pulled him closer to her and then said, “Naturally to keep Huan company.”

“I mean, why didn’t you go to morning court?” Meng Huan was quite immune to sweet talk. After all, his rank in his previous life seemed a bit higher.

“You want your wife to leave that much?”

How dare he have such thoughts? He hurriedly shook his head. “No, no, I’m just curious. If you don’t want to say, then don’t.”

“By the way, you should have realized it was that wine’s fault yesterday, right?”

She turned her head to look directly at him, pinching his waist. “You’re still so bold in speaking. If it were other men, they definitely wouldn’t even dare make a peep.”

Meng Huan raised his head. “I’m also exhausted, alright? Of course I have to speak up and complain. Besides, if you really ended up with Xie Yunjin, I truly couldn’t stay in this family.”

“What do you mean?” Wen Zhaoyin felt that with someone like Xie Yunjin, no matter what, he would at least put on a superficial act. Even if he really gained a position in the Wen family, he obviously couldn’t openly make things difficult for Meng Huan to the point of forcing him out.

Who knew Meng Huan would say, “I can’t stand my woman having another man.”

“Oh? So it’s because of jealousy?” Wen Zhaoyin laughed uncontrollably. She never imagined a man would bring up jealousy and even talk about his woman. It sounded quite interesting.

Meng Huan could clearly feel her laughter was casual and careless. He really wanted to solemnly tell her this wasn’t jealousy at all, but that no one could accept their partner’s affections being divided.

It was only because this was a female-dominant world where the restrictions on men were far greater than on women, leading to the notion of men being jealous.

But then he thought, even if he said these words, they would just be laughed off and not taken seriously, so he might as well not say them.

There was really no such thing as complete empathy in the world. Unless Wen Zhaoyin could be like him and transmigrate to a male-dominant ancient era, only then could she understand his current predicament.

But this was obviously impossible, so he stopped his wild imaginings.

After lying with Meng Huan for a while longer, Wen Zhaoyin eventually got out of bed.

She had a ton of things to handle and absolutely couldn’t be like him, lying flat like a salted fish all day. Even escaping morning court and sleeping the entire morning like today was a rare break for her.

What her father did yesterday definitely couldn’t be let go, but she couldn’t find evidence for now and could only temporarily endure for a few days before settling scores with those involved parties after the autumn harvest.

This direct and obvious scheme really left her feeling cold.

She never thought her own biological father would be like those profit-seeking aunts, hardening his heart to scheme against her while claiming it was for the family.

She indeed couldn’t really do anything to him, but sidelining was necessary. In the future, her father could forget about meddling in her life and just quietly live out his remaining years.

As for that Xie Yunjin, his intentions were too impure. She was worried that keeping him in the manor would inevitably lead to more incidents sooner or later. He couldn’t be driven away, so she might as well write to the Xie family to have them come retrieve him.