The Fourth Year of Proxy Marriage to a Noble Family

When the Wei family fell into decline, after the eldest sister found a new, high-ranking match, the unloved Yinluan was forced to take over her and the Wei family's engagement to maintain appea...

Chapter 21 Chapter 21 Why didn't she think of borrowing sperm to have a child? ...

Chapter 21 Chapter 21 Why didn't she think of borrowing sperm to have a child? ...

The Wei family was silent late at night. Pang had gone to bed long ago and no one around her came to watch over them. Zhu Yinluan relaxed a little.

The gatekeeper was dozing off beside a stone pillar with his arms folded. When he saw Zhu Yinluan coming, he was so scared that he quickly opened the door. Seeing that the man was shivering from the cold, Zhu Yinluan asked someone to bring him a quilt.

He also instructed Mingya to urge the storehouse to prepare winter coats for the maids and servants as soon as possible, otherwise when the solar term passed and people poured into the capital, they would be caught off guard and everyone would be frozen to death.

After returning to the yard and quickly washing up, Zhu Yinluan lay down and felt as if her whole body was exhausted. Although she was tired, she felt strangely relaxed.

Her mind became much clearer, and she recalled what Shen Jingzhan had said to her when she met him just now.

Why should you bother yourself because of other people's eyes? Aren't you just asking for trouble?

Yes, he is right.

In addition, she couldn't help but think of the man's familiar and gentle profile under the candlelight.

This familiarity… Actually, she had this feeling every time she met Shen Jingzhan several times before.

But...but what?

Has she met Shen Jingzhan? It seems not.

Zhu Yinluan thought about it and gradually fell asleep.

This time, she started dreaming again, and the dream was similar to the previous one.

Just a few days later, the dream came back again. She felt dazed. The fragments in the dream were almost the same as what she had dreamed before. In the dream, she was talking to a man whose face she could not see clearly. The effect of the drug had not yet worn off. She slept so deeply that she could not hear what was said.

Later, the scene changed and turned into an incomparably beautiful dream.

At first she felt hot all over, and the man next to her tried to comfort her. She was crying softly, and he held her in his arms, just wiping her tears.

Zhu Yinluan didn't know where it started. The fingertips that wiped her tears turned into his thin lips.

He didn't wipe it for her again, but kissed her gently.

Numerous kisses fell on her face, and then the process of the quilt rolling in the dream began.

He held her slender waist and moved her back and forth.

This dream was so real that Zhu Yinluan felt as if she were there herself.

Even the moment when the man pinched her waist and completely released himself inside her, she was completely submerged in his burning heat.

It was also because of this that she woke up.

Zhu Yinluan gasped for breath and found that the sky was dark.

The person on guard today was Jiaohui. When she heard Zhu Yinluan's voice, she immediately walked in.

"Miss, are you okay?" She was asking about Zhu Yinluan's reaction after taking the medicine.

"Fortunately..." He opened his mouth, his voice so hoarse.

Jiaohui hurriedly brought her a bowl of hot tea and helped Zhu Yinluan to drink it.

"Miss, the strong drug may harm your body. If you..."

Before she finished speaking, he took a porcelain bottle and placed it next to her.

Zhu Yinluan asked what it was?

She said she took medicine that made people sick but didn't hurt her body.

"How do you have such medicine?" Zhu Yinluan asked.

"I didn't know that the young lady wanted such medicine before." She explained that when she was walking around the streets, she had to use some unorthodox methods to make a living. This was what she made at that time. Although it has been stored for a long time, it is still effective.

Zhu Yinluan didn't hesitate for too long and took her porcelain bottle.

After she lay down, she couldn't fall asleep, so she asked Jiao Hui through the curtain, "Did you know Shen Jingzhan when you were walking around the streets before?" To be precise, it was about what happened before Shen Jingzhan.

The curtains covered the view, so Zhu Yinluan didn't see the expression on Jiaohui's face that suddenly changed and then quickly subsided when she mentioned Chen Jingzhan.

"What I heard were just some rumors that everyone knows."

"They say that Master Shen is extremely talented, a rare talent, and there is no one else like him."

"Is there no news about what happened before?" Zhu Yinluan was not giving up.

Jiao Hui shook her head, "I really don't know."

Zhu Yinluan sighed, but felt that it was reasonable. How could others easily know about Shen Jingzhan's affairs?

"Take a rest." She didn't ask any more questions, and Jiaohui breathed a sigh of relief.

“…”

The Wei family is temporarily at peace, but the Shen family is brightly lit at this moment.

Old Mrs. Shen woke up after the wind blew at night and asked about Shen Jingzhan's whereabouts, and learned that he had just returned.

Old Madam Shen asked the servant where he had been, and the servant said he didn't know. Then she asked where Shen Jingzhan came back from, and the servant still said he didn't know.

It's not that he doesn't know, it's that he doesn't dare to say it.

So, Old Lady Shen snorted and laughed and asked someone to call Shen Jingzhan over.

He had not come at first, saying that it was getting late and there was nothing important so he would not disturb the old lady's rest.

The old lady knew his temper, so she told someone to spread the word that if he didn't go, she would come over herself.

It's not that Shen Jingzhan couldn't just leave, but the old lady was making a fuss. If she didn't do what she wanted, there would probably be more trouble tomorrow.

The man arrived late, and Old Mrs. Shen looked at him and greeted him respectfully.

She didn't ask him to sit down. After a while, she asked, "Where did you come from so late?"

Shen Jingzhan chuckled and answered irrelevantly, "Is grandma feeling better?"

"Haha..." Old Madam Shen sneered, "Aren't you the one who knows best whether my body is healthy or not?"

"Grandma, what are you talking about? I don't understand." Shen Jingzhan still had a faint smile on his handsome face.

Old Mrs. Shen felt very disappointed when she saw how nonchalant he was.

Outsiders saw that the Shen family was in great good shape, especially her, the eldest grandson, who was ranked first among the young masters in the capital and was better than the late marquis and the current marquis.

But who knew that Chen Jingzhan was also a troublesome person. It had been such a long time, but he still hadn't married and had children. He was not in the mansion every day and moved out early. It was very difficult to see him. Sometimes people were sent to look for him, but they couldn't find him.

"Don't you really understand or are you pretending not to understand?" Old Mrs. Shen asked again.

"My grandson naturally really doesn't understand."

He pretended to be confused, and Old Lady Shen didn't beat around the bush with him, "If you had agreed to marry and have children sooner, my illness would have been cured."

Shen Jingzhan didn't say anything, and Old Lady Shen snorted again, "You have to give me a definite answer on when you will get married and have children. You can't just keep dragging it on like this, right?"

What's even more infuriating is that he didn't stop his family from looking for a girl for him, and once he had chosen the right person he didn't show up. As a result, Old Lady Shen was too embarrassed to look through the list of noble ladies in the capital and ask a matchmaker to talk, for fear that others would make up stories to say that the Shen family was putting on airs and making fun of others.

I thought Shen Jingzhan would remain silent this time, but he rarely gave a definite answer, "At the latest in late spring next year."

Old Madam Shen thought she had misheard. She exchanged a glance with the maidservant beside her, then looked at him, narrowed her eyes and asked, "Really?"

"When has a grandson ever lied to his grandmother?"

"You can't guarantee it!" Although Shen Jingzhan gave a definite answer, Old Lady Shen was also worried that he was fooling people. What if it was a delaying tactic?

"Since I have already said so, I will not lie to you, Grandmother."

"Wait..." Old Mrs. Shen realized something was wrong, and she repeated the question, "Next spring..." It was only three or four months away.

Time flies, especially as the year draws to a close.

He spoke so readily, could it be that... "Which girl do you like?"

Now that he has said that, he must have taken a liking to her, Mrs. Shen was sure.

Shen Jingzhan didn't say anything, and since he didn't speak, he didn't deny it.

"Whose girl is this?" Old Mrs. Shen became excited and asked him to sit down.

It seems like he will not give up until he has tricked the person out.

"It's getting late. Grandma is not feeling well. She should go to bed early. I won't disturb you."

Mrs. Shen was not willing to give up until she had gotten the name out of her mouth.

She asked someone to stop Shen Jingzhan and mentioned the names of several noble ladies in the capital to observe Shen Jingzhan's reaction, but he looked calm and there was no clue at all.

As a last resort, she thought of what the second wife Shen Jiaxian had come to tell her some time ago.

Even though she didn't believe it, Old Lady Shen still blurted out to test it, "Could it really be the young lady of the Wei family?"

Although Shen Jingzhan's expression did not change much, his steps paused slightly. Old Mrs. Shen noticed it, and she suddenly looked serious and told him to stop.

Unexpectedly, the other party turned around and asked her with a smile, "Grandma, what nonsense are you talking about?"

Looking at the entire Marquis' Mansion, only Shen Jingzhan dared to speak to Old Madam Shen like this.

But at this moment, Mrs. Shen didn't care and just stared at him.

Shen Jingzhan also looked over, his brows slightly furrowed in a ridiculous arc.

Even so, Old Lady Shen still asked, "So, you have nothing to do with that young lady?"

"What does grandma think a married woman has to do with your grandson?"

She couldn't avoid him, like a shy young grass that would hide at the slightest touch. What connection could there be?

"Since there is no connection, it happened before..." Old Mrs. Shen brought up this matter, saying it was both a question and an explanation.

"My cousin doesn't listen to the Master's teachings attentively, and is always making trouble. Now he is meddling in my affairs. He really needs to be disciplined."

Old Mrs. Shen remembered what Shen Jiaxian had said that day, asking her not to tell anyone. At that moment, there was really nothing she could do.

"Your cousin also cares about you."

"Really?" Shen Jingzhan raised his eyebrows slightly.

Old Madam Shen added, "Jiaxian doesn't have any bad intentions, so don't cause trouble for him."

Shen Jingzhan just smiled.

"Whether you have anything to do with the Wei family or not, being too close to the wives of court officials is bound to be criticized. You should be more careful in the future."

I want to say that even a hero can be tempted by beautiful women, but I don't think it sounds nice.

More importantly, being stared at by her eldest grandson, Mrs. Shen couldn't say anything to disparage Zhu Yinluan.

He changed the subject temporarily, "...Don't damage his reputation."

Shen Jingzhan answered irrelevantly and bowed, "Since Grandmother is not feeling unwell, then you can have a good rest. I will take my leave."

Old Mrs. Shen couldn't keep him, so she had to nod and let him go.

In the inner courtyard study, the candlelight flickered gracefully.

The handsome man in white clothes and black hair, he picked up the brush and focused on painting, the lifelike girl on the paper was eating noodles with her head down, the corners of her eyes were red.

After completing the last stroke, he put down his brush and collected the ink.

The man stared at the girl on the paper and couldn't help wondering, if she really had other intentions, why didn't she think of climbing up the ladder and asking him to lend her sperm to have a child?

Or do you feel like everyone else, that there is no chance for you and him?