Chapter 66 Wei Yin had no choice but to go to Elder Pei's side to give him...

Wei Yin had no choice but to go to Elder Pei's side to pour him wine. Lu Hun sat quietly beside Wei's father with his head down. Wei's father asked Lu Hun some questions, and the boy, though shy, answered them all logically and clearly, subtly concealing some things that couldn't be said. Wei's father learned that Lu Hun was a scholar, so he tested him on some academic matters. After the boy finished answering, Wei's father was slightly taken aback, seemingly somewhat surprised. However, it was only for a moment before Wei's father smiled without showing any emotion, as if he had nothing more to ask. So he personally took the wine pot and poured wine for Lu Hun. The boy hurriedly held it up with both hands to receive the wine, and Wei's father laughed at his cautious manner.

“Young Master Lu, please don’t be so formal. I’m not very particular about etiquette. This wine is homemade. I brought it here especially for Elder Pei to try. Please taste it and see what you think.”

The young man nodded in agreement, holding the wine. Seeing that Wei's father was staring at him, he said nothing and quietly swallowed the wine.

Seeing that her father was about to continue pouring wine for Lu Hun, Wei Yin couldn't help but say, "Father, he's young, don't make him drink so much."

Wei's father ignored her words, but Lu Hun said softly, "Sister Wei, it's alright."

"That's right." Father Wei patted his shoulder approvingly, then glared at Wei Yin. "Nobody says anything, so why are you worrying? Stop focusing on giving Old Master Pei wine and bring him a bowl of porridge to warm his stomach."

Old Master Pei watched with amusement, not stopping him, and let Wei's father pour wine for Lu Hun.

Next, Wei's father continued to give Lu Hun drinks. Even though Lu Hun's head was a little swaying from drinking, after taking a deep breath to regain his senses, he remained silent, obediently holding out his own wine glass and letting Wei's father pour it for him. If Wei's father didn't pour it, he wouldn't touch it anymore. He sat quietly beside Wei's father, listening attentively to what Wei's father was saying.

It's like a sensible child traveling with their elders.

Finally, Wei's father fixed his gaze on Lu Hun. Although the boy was quite drunk, his eyes remained sincere and obedient. Wei's father couldn't bear to keep pouring him more alcohol. "Alright, kid, drink less. Your hands are shaking. Go sit on the veranda outside and sober up. Don't get yourself drunk, or you won't feel good when you wake up tomorrow."

"Yes, Lord Wei." Upon hearing this, Lu Hun could only put down his wine cup and stand up in a daze.

Wei's father looked at the boy, then shook his head with amusement.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Wei Yin quickly helped the drunken Lu Hun out.

After the two left, Old Master Pei, who had been mostly silent, finally smiled and glanced at Wei's father, "How was it?"

Naturally, the question was directed at Lu Hun. Wei's father shook his head and chuckled, "This child is young, but very well-behaved. He's quite pitiful to look at, and I can't bear to make things difficult for him."

Pei Lao: "Indeed."

“Lu Hun…” Wei’s father pondered, “But I always feel like I’ve seen this child somewhere before, and I’ve heard of him somewhere before, but I can’t remember where… Judging from his appearance, he is intelligent and very learned, but his family must be poor. But that doesn’t matter. As long as Yin’er likes him, let them be.”

Old Pei just smiled and remained silent.

Corridor.

Old Master Pei didn't like tending to flowers, plants, and trees. The courtyard in autumn looked desolate and lonely, with few flowers and plants to decorate it. There were only a few welcoming pines that were left unattended all year round. They grew crookedly and arrogantly.

Lu Hun helped Wei Yin out, his steps were already unsteady, his face was pale, and his lips were tightly pursed, as if he was afraid that they would vomit.

Once they reached a secluded spot, Lu Hun painfully clung to the railing and vomited.

Wei Yin let him vomit, gently wiping his back with a handkerchief. When he had vomited enough, she brought him a cup of fragrant tea to rinse his mouth.

She wiped the boy's pale lips with a handkerchief and scolded, "If you can't drink, then don't drink. Why did you keep pouring yourself cup after cup?"

"It wouldn't be right not to drink my sister's father's wine."

Lu Hun had been drinking all night, and although he had vomited it all up, he wasn't a strong drinker and was still quite drunk. However, because of the alcohol, his eyes had lost some of their usual gloom and looked bright and clear.

He stared blankly at Wei Yin.

"What are you going to do?" Wei Yin realized that something was wrong with him.

Lu Hun remained silent. Suddenly, he raised his palm and covered Wei Yin's eyes, saying, "You must kiss your sister."

As soon as he finished speaking, the young man pushed forward, shoving Wei Yin against a pillar. She couldn't see anything. The young man's lips, slightly tinged with the coolness of wine and fragrant tea, quickly pressed against her red lips.

Then, the boy reminded her, who was still in a daze, "Sister, open your mouth and let me in."

"Stop fooling around, people will pass by here. If my father and the others come out, they'll see us easily."

"If you see it, you see it."

"Lu Hun." Wei Yin, hearing the boy's bold words, pushed his head away and asked, "Are you still happy about your sister's divorce and can't help it, or are you drunk? Do you know what you're saying?"

"I'm not drunk." Lu Hun shook his head, even though Wei Yin's eyes were covered by his hand and she couldn't see it at all.

"Are you really not drunk?" Wei Yin continued patiently, "Then tell your sister what you just said again."

Lu Hun pondered for a moment, feeling somewhat lost.

"I want to kiss my sister."

"Sister, open your mouth."

"Let me go in and kiss my sister."

Wei Yin chuckled softly, "Alright, you remember. Well, when you sober up later, you can't be so blushing that you can't speak, understand?"

"No, that won't happen." Lu Hun was anxious and didn't want to hear her say any more. "Sister, Lu Hun wants to be close to you. Please don't talk anymore."

Wei Yin laughed, ignoring him, and deliberately clenched her teeth.

The boy sensed her deliberate act, but dared not force his way in. He softened his voice and pleaded, "Sister, Lu Hun wants to kiss me. Sister, please let me in to kiss you."

The boy's voice was so soft it was almost dripping with water, and even a little pitiful.

Wei Yin was really susceptible to his charms and couldn't bear to see him like this, so she first steadied his waist to prevent him from being unable to stand up after being swept and licked wildly by the inexperienced young man. Only then did she release her lips and let him in.

Wei Yin was forced to endure the boy's fury. Even though she held him tightly, her body still slumped down. The boy would always try to pull her down a few times. Lu Hun's injuries had not fully healed and his strength had not fully recovered, so he simply sat down and held her on his lap.

A strong northerly wind picked up outside.

The wind blew the trees to one side.

At this moment, Po Jun woke up from somewhere and flew to Lu Hun and Wei Yin's side. Seeing that the two of them were only focused on kissing and did not notice its presence at all, it was not annoyed. It just followed the direction of the wind blowing into the corridor, sometimes leaning towards Wei Yin and sometimes towards Lu Hun, as if the wind was watching their behavior the whole time.

The wind blew in and blew right onto the boy.

Lu Hun was slowly sobered up by the wind. He stopped moving and stared blankly at Wei Yin, whose eyes he had covered. Wei Yin was sitting on his lap with his arms around her, and one of his hands was through her outer skirt, holding a soft spot on her waist.

Lu Hun snapped out of his daze and came to his senses.

Turning his head to the side, Po Jun immediately poked his sword-like head out to look at him, as if asking, "Why did you stop?"

Lu Hun clearly remembered something, his expression slightly embarrassed. He slowly released his hand from Wei Yin's eyes, allowing her to stand up.

When Wei Yin saw that the young man had started to droop his head again, she knew that he had sobered up.

"Why aren't you kissing me anymore?"

Lu Hun remained silent, without even looking up, as he quietly straightened Wei Yin's wrinkled clothes and hair.

Wei Yin deliberately lowered her head and asked him, "Do you remember what you just told your sister?"

Lu Hun immediately shook his head, refusing to admit it.

Seeing his expression, Wei Yin wanted to tease him, "Just now someone said he wanted to kiss you, sister, and he was really impatient, constantly telling you to open your mouth so he could come in and kiss you."

"Sister," Lu Hun said, unable to bear listening any longer, "please stop talking."

That time he was in the house during the day was because he knew she had divorced him and was so happy that he was so bold. It was probably the only time in his life that he was so bold.

Wei Yin wouldn't let him off the hook. "Maybe Po Jun heard it all. Po Jun, is this what Lu Hun just said to me?"

Po Jun was actually still sleeping somewhere at that time and didn't hear anything, but it lied through its teeth and deliberately tapped the sword head hard.

It heard it, it heard it.

That's exactly what they said!

Um!

Wei Yin patted Po Jun with satisfaction, "Look, it heard everything. You still think you can't recognize your sister after you've sobered up?"

Lu Hun was so embarrassed he could hardly lift his head, but he dared not say anything to Wei Yin. He became angry and raised his hand to take back Po Jun. Po Jun was unwilling to go back and tried to run away, but before he could run away, Lu Hun grabbed it in his hand. Then, the entire sword disappeared from his hand.

Just as Wei Yin was about to laugh, she suddenly sensed a gaze from somewhere. She looked up and saw her father, Wei Fu, standing not far away, looking at them with an unreadable expression.

Lu Hun also discovered it.

His face froze for a moment.

Clearly, Wei's father witnessed the entire scene of Po Jun being captured.

However, Wei's father did not show any shock or disbelief. He just stared at Lu Hun for a long time. Wei Yin thought for a moment, then walked over without making a sound. Just as she was about to say something to make excuses, Wei's father waved her away.

"Don't try to fool me, your father can still see."

Wei Yin was at a loss for words.

Wei's father withdrew his gaze from Lu Hun and then said, "Wei Yin, Young Master Lu, please come with me to Elder Pei's study. I have some questions for you."

study.

Wei's father stood behind the large desk where Pei Laochang was writing. Only after Wei Yin and Lu Hun followed him in did he sit down in the chair. His gaze lingered on Lu Hun again, but this time it was more serious and meticulous than ever before, as if he wanted to figure out exactly what Lu Hun was.

Lu Hun pursed his lips, "Lord Wei..."

"Don't say anything yet," Wei's father interrupted, raising his hand. "Where's that sword you were carrying? How did you put it away? Show it to me again."

Clearly not expecting him to want to see the sword, Wei Yin and Lu Hun hesitated for a moment. Lu Hun then stepped forward and stretched out his hand. A moment later, an extremely long, rusty sword lay in his palm.

Po Jun didn't move; it seemed confused and dared not move.

Father Wei walked over, reached out and took the sword from the boy's hand. He examined the entire sword from top to bottom, even the fine lines on the hilt, and then twitched the corner of his mouth: "It's the Po Jun sword that His Majesty used to wear."

He swiftly gripped the sword and swung it to the side.

There was a sharp sound in mid-air, like tearing silk.