Chapter 9: It’s Okay If You Haven’t Learned, A Male Lady Will Teach You Tomorrow《……

How to make a woman feel inferior? Start by constantly hitting her with reality!

In the middle of the warm bed was a short table. Wen Zhaoyin sat on the right side, reading a book by the light from the window. Even though she was resting, she still sat upright.

Meng Huan was sitting on the left side, but he was lazy. He took two pillows, stacked them behind his back, and leaned against them. If it weren’t for his handsome face and being dressed properly, making him look like a noble son, lying there would be no different from a salted fish.

“I heard you say last time that you were doing some Surveillance Censor work, is it a small official position?”

Wen Zhaoyin’s hand that was turning the page paused, not even lifting her head, “Hmm, it’s just a third-rank official position.”

“Th-third rank?” Meng Huan wanted to say it wasn’t a very high position, but swallowed his words. He knew a bit about the ranking system. “Then what do you specifically do normally, do you not have real power?”

Wen Zhaoyin put down the book and raised her head, not understanding why he would ask this, but thought for a moment and said: “Well, just impeaching officials, maintaining court discipline, catching those who don’t do their jobs properly as officials. The final decision-making power is with Her Majesty.”

In her view, not being able to execute before reporting was not having much power. After all, some corrupt officials liked to struggle. If the Empress hesitated while considering the bigger picture, these corrupt officials could live a few more years.

Meng Huan fell silent after hearing this. In this era, those who could directly reach the Empress’s ears and could casually arrest people were considered to have no real power? Then there was probably only one person in the world who had real power.

So he wanted to find faults from another direction, “You said last time that your aunts are all military generals, are you not in good health so you pursued the literary path?”

Wen Zhaoyin tilted her head, smiling unintentionally, “What are you implying? Whether my body is good or not, you should have felt it, right?”

“Huh?” Meng Huan was stunned by the question, his hand foolishly propped on his chin, blinking several times before he understood the subtle implication in her words.

He frowned, how could she not follow the routine at all, disrupting his train of thought. “Who asked you about this! I didn’t imply anything.”

After saying that, he added: “Women are just dishonest with their words. You clearly thought of it but won’t admit it, and even say it’s me who thought of it, heh.”

Generally, girls are relatively shy about this aspect. Even for the bold ones, they wouldn’t take the initiative to admit they want it. That would seem loose. Even if no one said so, the girls would subconsciously condemn themselves.

As if not taking the initiative, or refusing, avoiding, being conservative, could prove one to be a good girl.

Wen Zhaoyin put down the book she had just picked up again, “I’m a normal woman, what’s wrong with wanting it?”

She said it too straightforwardly, making the ill-intentioned Meng Huan feel awkward instead.

“Yes, you’re right, but, but how can a woman just say these things…”

As he spoke, he found that Wen Zhaoyin was actually looking at him with a pitying gaze, and his voice gradually weakened.

“Sigh, a man shouldn’t bring up these things. If you talk about it privately with me, it counts as an intimate exchange. But when I take you out in a while, you must be careful not to say these outrageous things outside.”

Wen Zhaoyin reached across the short table and took his hand, gently wrapping it with her own. She thought, as an illegitimate son, Meng Huan must not have been raised by his biological father’s side, but loosely raised by his stepfather. Otherwise how could he not even understand these things.

“It’s okay, if you really don’t understand, I’ll invite a male lady tomorrow. That lady is the most renowned for teaching 《Male Virtues》 far and wide.”

Meng Huan’s mouth was slightly open. Renowned? What renowned? How did he feel this wasn’t a good word? His survival instinct made him really want to say there was no need to invite the lady. Not only could he read, he had even gone to university!

But before he could speak, Wen Zhaoyin started talking about something else, “You said staying in the Bamboo Courtyard is suffocating, so go ahead and walk around the residence. I was worried your body hadn’t recovered before, that’s why I didn’t let you go out.”

“Really?!”

“Of course.”

After getting an affirmative answer, Meng Huan directly jumped up from the bed, happily bouncing a few times. Then he bent down, hugged Wen Zhaoyin’s face and directly kissed her.

“Smack!” The sound was quite loud.

After the kiss, he wanted to stand up, but was pulled by a slender hand grasping his waist sash, not letting him up. Even though it seemed she wasn’t using much strength, he just couldn’t break free.

Not only could he not break free, she also fiercely tugged, causing him to fall on top of her with no defense. Immediately after, that slender hand pressed on the back of his head, and then his lips felt a warmth…

“Is this how you thank me? Far from enough.”

Pei Lan silently retreated and helped close the door, standing expressionlessly at the door on guard. On the other side, Wen Xi had a complex expression and found an excuse to leave after a short while.

Inside the room.

The atmosphere was just right.

“This is daytime!”

“You’re shy?”

“How is that possible? I like it a lot!”

“Hey, wait, wait a minute, I’m a bit sore…”

“Hiss! I told you to stop, why are you taking advantage and going further!” Meng Huan glared, wanting to use his hands to push away, but the other party’s strength was greater.

“I’m really sore, why don’t you believe me?” He unhappily patted her arm.

Actually, he was sore the previous two times too. But the first time, to save face, he didn’t say anything, thinking maybe it would be fine the next time and it didn’t affect the operation anyway. The second time, he encountered a drunk Wen Zhaoyin, who tied his hands and blocked his mouth, so he could only endure silently.

This time he was really a bit worried. Could it be that the original body had some hidden ailment? Being transmigrated into a female-dominated world was miserable enough. If his precious also had some issues, he wouldn’t even have a place to cry.

Other men might feel there was no face in saying it, but he believed one mustn’t conceal an illness out of shame and should seek early treatment. The Wen family had a great household, surely they weren’t afraid of not being able to treat some pain.

Wen Zhaoyin saw tears faintly shimmering in the corners of his aggrieved eyes and finally took a short break, even consoling: “Don’t be afraid, men will feel pain after losing their virginity. It’ll be fine after a few more times.”

“What! Me? Losing virginity?” Can the words ‘men’ and ‘losing virginity’ be used together? Meng Huan was shocked and terrified, especially suspecting he had heard wrong.

Wen Zhaoyin slowly rose and fell, then pulled up his left hand, “Look, the chastity sand on your palm has disappeared.”

He stared at his own palm in a fluster. Chastity sand? He had that before too? Damn, what kind of setting does a man have in this female-dominated world!!

Meng Huan wanted to ask the Heavens if they had a grudge against him, and also, “Can you stop talking first!”

Wen Zhaoyin smiled and shook her head, wiping a bead of sweat from the corner of his forehead, then steadily grasping his two wildly grabbing hands and pinning them above his head.

Seeing his teary eyes, shocked little face that was both red and white, she became even more energized.

She was respectful to others, had a gentle and humble temperament, and always showed restraint in her usual unruffled manner.

However, there was one thing she never restrained.