Lin Zikui himself didn't know what he looked like. There was a bronze mirror in the room, but the blurry mirror was not enough for him to see what he looked like now.

She had no inner garment, only a semi-transparent bamboo green jacket draped over her body. Lin Zikui could imagine why Zhao Ling was staring at her. This attire was really inappropriate.

He kicked the door shut and was about to change into clean underwear when he heard the door creak. Lin Zikui hadn't changed yet, so he quickly reached out and lowered the silver hook that hung the curtain.

He forgot that the mosquito net had just been replaced and it let light in. Xiao Fu strode in and lifted the net.

Lin Zikui sat in the corner, hugging a messy silk quilt, with only a wet head and two white arms exposed.

Xiao Fu looked at him, and he also looked at Xiao Fu.

"I, I'm changing clothes." Lin Zikui said, looking away.

"Can't I watch you change your clothes?"

Of course he saw it, but Lin Zikui couldn't say it. Xiao Furen got into the stuffy bed and lowered the white curtains. Lin Zikui grabbed the pea green silk quilt and looked at him silently.

Xiao Fu stared at him intently: "You change, I'll watch."

Lin Zikui: "I won't change it."

Xiao Fu: "Aren't you going to do the windmill with Lao Si in the afternoon to enjoy the cool air? How are you going to go out if you don't change your clothes?"

Lin Zikui whispered, "I'll wait until you get out before changing."

"What if I don't go out?" Xiao Fu said as he moved closer to him. The sultry breathing and body temperature in the summer gradually climbed up Lin Zikui's arm. He curled up his toes and was squeezed into the corner of the bed by Zhao Ling. Small bumps appeared on his skin.

Lin Zikui has always been passive when it comes to intimacy. He wants to resist, but he has no reason. He wants to push him away, but he is afraid that Zhao Ling will be angry, so he often lets him hesitate at the bottom line.

Kissing was fine, Lin Zikui could still accept it. But considering Ling's enthusiasm for intimacy, I'm afraid they'll have to kiss for a long time.

Amid the noisy cicadas, Lin Zikui tilted his head slightly and twisted his neck, saying very softly, "It's hot. I just took a shower and don't want to sweat."

"Are you embarrassed to let me see you? Then close your eyes." Xiao Fu's voice became softer and he unfastened the bamboo green belt he was holding in his hand. The belt was quite thin, just enough to cover his eyes, yet it let in a dim light, and he placed it on Lin Zikui's eyelids.

Lin Zikui closed his eyes almost subconsciously, but his eyelashes trembled nervously. The light allowed him to feel the figure and movements in front of him. Feeling it as well, Zhao Ling untied the belt of his black brocade robe, covered his eyelids with it, and tied a knot behind his head.

Lin Zikui bit his lower lip, and everything in front of him went completely dark.

The chirping of cicadas outside the window and the breathing sounds nearby became clearer and clearer.

At first, Xiao Fu probably found a thick handkerchief and started to wipe his hair slowly, bit by bit, until all the water droplets on his head were washed away. Lin Zikui hunched his shoulders slightly, his heart hanging.

Xiao Fu began to kiss his shoulders, moving up along the soft line of his neck to his ears.

Lin Zikui silently rested his forehead against the rosewood bed wall.

He said nothing, just trembled.

When Zhao Ling was kissing her from the back and then going further, Lin Zikui suddenly raised her hands to push him away, but he grabbed both wrists with one hand.

"How can we not let the bride see us after two months of marriage? What do you think, husband?" Xiao Fu had just taken out a belt and there was another one on his inner garment. He wrapped the white cotton belt around it twice and tied Lin Zikui's wrists behind her back. He tied it loosely so that it didn't strangle her. Lin Zikui bit his teeth uncontrollably, trying to hold back the sound that was about to escape from his throat. Xiao Lang kissed him several times until his waist and abdomen collapsed, and he buried his face in the pillow in embarrassment.

Knowing that the child was sleeping in the side room, Lin Zikui was very worried. He almost cried and said no, asking him not to kiss him anymore.

Xiao Zhaoling: "Where is wrong? Here? Or here?"

Lin Zikui fell asleep. Xiao Fu was in a hurry to go to bed. It was just 3:00 p.m. and the brightest outside the tent. He guessed that the fourth brother would sleep until 5:00 p.m., so Xiao Fu was in the mood to torment him. Lin Zikui's hair, which was almost dry, was sweating again and needed to be washed.

Lin Zikui never thought that just playing around could last so long! Having sex in broad daylight, how ridiculous!

He asked Zhao Ling what time it was. Xiao Fu squinted his eyes, glanced out the window and said, "It's 3 p.m."

Lin Zikui turned over and sat up: "Then let me go, it's been an hour!"

Xiao Fu hung up the tent and was sweating all over. This was the way it was that day. It was the hottest time of the day and he was sweating all over just sitting there. If you are intimate, you will sweat profusely just by hugging each other.

Lin Zikui wanted to wash again, but Xiao Fu pulled him over and untied the straps on his wrists. Lin Zikui immediately pulled down the two belts in front of his eyes. His eyes suddenly saw the light and he closed them uncomfortably.

He tried to adapt, and Xiao Fu's heart softened at that moment, so he leaned over and kissed his lips. Lin Zikui tasted something not very good, and suddenly opened his eyes, hesitatingly saying: "You just...did you eat it, don't you feel uncomfortable?"

Xiao Fu smiled and said, "What's so uncomfortable about serving the young master?" Anyway, he didn't know what taste was, so he just ate it. Lin Zikui was so annoyed that his ears turned red, his lips trembled slightly, and he didn't know what to say.

Xiao Fu took his hand and said, "It's like eating candy."

Lin Zikui was stunned: "You..."

Xiao Fu's tone was almost innocent, and his pupils were dark and bright, "Lin Lang likes to play with children. After all, the fourth child belongs to someone else. I ate it, just in case I can give birth to a child."

Lin Zikui's eyes went dark and his face suddenly turned red. He pulled up his clothes, opened the window and called for the servants in the yard to help fetch some well water.

Xiao Fu was still savoring the memory when he saw Lin Zikui leaning against the window, somewhat unsteadily.

What's going on? This shouldn't happen.

He did his best to let Lin Lang feel the pain, and did not do anything excessive at all.

Xiao Fu thought about it and thought that he was probably hurt by the rubbing.

"Bring more well water. Ask the kitchen to add some ice to the lychees and bayberries I brought back and make a few bowls of ice. And have someone fetch some ice back. Bring back a cartload every day from now on." Xiao Fu also opened the window and shouted. Soon a guard came over and reported from more than ten feet away that the young master had woken up.

Xiao Fu: "Woke up so quickly? Let him continue sleeping."

Guard: “Uh… yes.”

"Is Xun'er awake?" Lin Zikui was a little anxious. When the well water came, he hurriedly washed him. As soon as Xiao Fu took off his clothes, Lin Zikui quickly rinsed and dried him and went out. It seemed that he really liked the child.

Xiao Fu: “…”

Yuwen Xun listened to his father. His father told him to continue sleeping, so he continued to lie there, panting from the heat and pretending to close his eyes.

As soon as Lin Zikui stepped into the wing room, Yuwen Yan opened one eye.

Lin Zikui: "Is Xun'er still sleeping?"

Lin Zikui's gaze met his open eye. Yuwen Xun said, "Master, my brother asked Xun'er to continue sleeping, and Xun'er dared not disobey."

"Is he usually so strict with you at home?" Lin Zikui knew that they were not real brothers, and Yun Yun was just a child of Xiao Zhaoling's relative.

"As for usual things," Xun'er thought for a moment and shook his head, "Brother, you should be stricter with my emperor... with my brothers. You should make them ride and shoot, compete in martial arts, and also compete in literature and take exams."

Lin Zikui sat down, and Yuwen Yu looked at his loose black hair. Xiao Fu had just tangled it for Lin Zikui, so he just combed it straight for Lin Zikui. Yuwen Yu looked at it and said, "Master, your hair is like silk."

The child was sweet-mouthed and loved to praise others, so his mother often taught him that he should treat all elders in the same way. Before his mother left, she also warned him to be filial to his father, listen to his father carefully, and make his father like him.

On the carriage leaving the palace, the emperor's father told him: "You made Master Lin happy. I will take you out of the palace next time."

Lin Zikui felt embarrassed by the child's praise and picked him up: "Do you want to go and make a windmill with the master?"

"I want to, but my brother won't let me."

"He asked me to do that. You don't have to worry about him."

"My brother will be angry."

"He won't. He's angry with you, and I'll be angry with him."

Xiao Fu, who had been standing outside the door for a long time, heard it with his excellent hearing and his face turned black with anger again.

Yuwen Xun said: "But no one in the world dares to be angry with him. Everyone is afraid of him."

Lin Zikui thought that this was saying that Xiao Zhaoling had strange problems and was good at martial arts, so he shook his head and said, "Master, you dare to do it. Master, you are not afraid of him."

Xiao Zhaoling pushed open the door.

Lin Zikui looked towards him.

Xiao Zhaoling: "We want to build a windmill for cooling off, how about you two do it? Bring me the blueprints and I'll saw the wood."

The windmill used for cooling off was modified by Lin Zikui based on the principle of a water wheel. It can easily create strong winds just by pedaling.

After two hours of work, only half of the work was done. It was getting dark and dusk was approaching.

Xiao Fu ordered his men to send the fourth child back. On the carriage, Yuwen Yan was reluctant to leave: "Master, can I come tomorrow?"

"Tomorrow?" Lin Zikui thought for a moment, "If your family agrees, you are welcome to come here."

Yuwen Xun looked at his father eagerly.

The emperor's father didn't even look at him and told the groom, "Send him back."

"Does he have a stepmother in his family?" Lin Zikui watched the carriage go away. In fact, he did not ask any questions that he should not have asked that day, such as Xiao Zhaoling's family and Xun'er's family. But Xun'er herself said that her mother was not favored.

Xiao Fu thought for a while: "Oh, the stepmother is also dead, but there are other concubines."

Lin Zikui: "Are his grandparents here? He is so young and his parents are gone. Is there anyone to take care of him at home?"

Xiao Fu turned his head to look at Lin Zikui, knowing that he was worrying for nothing again: "Although the fourth son is a bastard, he lives a relatively good life. You can see that no matter what he does, there are always people busying around. You can tell that he has never suffered."

"Oh..." Lin Zikui lowered his head slightly. His parents had passed away, just like himself, so he couldn't help but feel the same. He had also thought about the issue of children. Zhao Ling was his wife, but she was unable to give birth. If he could not raise a child, when he was older, he could just take in some good students, so that there would be someone to see him and Zhao Ling off to the grave.

He did not dwell on it and went back to the house. The kitchen brought him two bowls of freshly made lychee and bayberry drink. The lychees and bayberries were pounded with ice cubes and brown sugar and served with flower petals. Lin Zikui could not help but eat two bowls in the afternoon. However, he had never eaten bayberries and lychees before. They were rare treats for him.

Seeing that he liked it, Xiao Fu asked someone to go back to the palace to get some more. It was originally a tribute, so the Empress Dowager and His Majesty had some, and the four princes also had some.

Xiao Fu withheld the portion that was originally intended for Xun'er. After all, Xun'er was young and knew nothing, so he decided to give this delicious fruit to the young master.

In the evening, two bowls of bayberry and lychee drinks were served. Even if Lin Zikui was dull-witted, he should have thought of this matter.

Something like this is worth a fortune, sweet and refreshing when you eat it, and can be called a delicacy on earth. How can you get it so easily if you are not a royal relative?

Could it be that Zhao Ling has some relationship with the royal family?

He said he was from Yunnan. Lin Zikui thought, could it be the Yunnan Royal Palace?

Lin Zikui thought too highly of himself and felt a little scared and worried, but he never thought it was so out of reach.