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On the way back, the candlelight was dim.
Cui Zhijun lowered his eyes. Taishi Zheng looked at him from the side. His face was filled with sadness. Zheng clenched his palm, but today, for some reason... her warm palm couldn't warm him.
As a result, the word "Erlang" that was stuck in Zheng's throat was not uttered out loud even when she arrived outside the Yinzhu Yatang.
I stepped through the door and went to the corridor where there was wind but no moon.
Aunt Wu and Fu Yuanzi had already taken up residence in the small corner room, so they wouldn't disturb anyone else in the courtyard. Silence fell. Cui Zhijun turned to look at Taishi Zheng and, with a weary expression, whispered, "Xiao Zheng, will you sit here with me for a while?"
Zheng responded, "Of course."
She raised the corners of her mouth slightly, and then called out, "Erlang."
Their hands folded in the hallway, Zheng felt a slight warmth creeping into Cui Zhijun's palm as it pressed against the back of her hand. When she looked up again, he remained silent. Zheng stroked Cui Zhijun's arm with her free hand, quietly edging closer to him and resting her head on his shoulder.
Time passed by second by second on each other's cheeks.
After a long, long time, when the dark clouds in Cui Zhijun's eyes were blown away by the wind, he suddenly said, "I'm sorry, Xiaozheng."
Zheng stood up in a daze, staring at his eyes.
Why apologize?
Zheng didn't understand, but didn't rush to ask.
She wanted to hear Choi Shik-jun tell her why... but Choi Shik-jun's answer was, "I got you involved in all these complicated matters for no reason."
Cui Zhijun's tone was sincere and his eyes were indifferent.
He apologized for the distress and hurt that tonight's events had caused Taishi Zheng, even though this had always been the state of the Bo Mansion. But Cui Zhijun believed that if Taishi Zheng hadn't married him, she wouldn't have had to deal with these troubles. This was a quagmire he'd once been trapped in, unable to escape. Therefore, Cui Zhijun felt deep down that Taishi Zheng's life deserved to be as warm and bright as before, not entangled in these matters as it was now.
She shouldn't have to change for him.
But why is Cui Zhijun so worried? If he doesn't care and think carefully, why would he feel guilty? Where is Erlang, the man who never exchanges his heart with anyone?
He didn't even realize it.
Zheng stood beside Cui Zhijun in silence, her hand slowly withdrawing from his grasp. Cui Zhijun thought she was angry, irritated. But he saw no point in defending himself, so he simply turned around and watched Zheng stand up and walk out the hallway.
Unexpectedly, he just called Xiao Zheng and didn't ask where she was going.
Zheng suddenly came up from behind him.
Cui Zhijun was stunned for a moment, and then he felt that soft, warm face pressed against his neck. Zheng rubbed his neck like a spoiled child, greedily enjoying Cui Zhijun's scent, which was still very fragrant.
The anger that Cui Zhijun imagined did not come as expected.
After a pause, Zheng leaned over and whispered in his ear, "Erlang, life has been complicated. You must have had a hard time over the years. But it's not your fault that things have turned out like this, so why should you apologize? I'm very happy to meet you. Don't apologize. I'm here with you from now on. If anything goes wrong, we'll handle it together."
"And thank you for caring about my feelings."
Zheng lay on Cui Zhijun's back, gazing into the distance. She thought of the days back at the Bo's mansion. The morning was just as chaotic, and Cui Zhijun still returned exhausted. But back then, he could only close the door and endure the hardships alone. But now, she was here. He no longer had to endure loneliness, nor did he have to bear it all alone.
They are husband and wife, supporting each other and working together. No one can only seek the good of one side.
The sound of the zither falls softly in my ears.
In the twenty years he had lived in the Bo Mansion, his parents' endless demands and expectations, and his siblings' preoccupations, Cui Zhijun had never felt such warmth. Likewise, no one had ever cared about his feelings. So at this moment, pressed against Taishi Zheng, Cui Zhijun began to crave her brightness and warmth.
He replied, "Xiao Zheng, I want to thank you too."
Two small laughs dispel the boredom of the night. This is probably the meaning of husband and wife, the meaning of fainting.
They care about each other and are concerned about each other.
After experiencing the ups and downs of life, they can still draw strength from each other.
Zheng saw the atmosphere relax and Cui Zhijun's resentment gradually subsided. She reached out and groped his chest, commanding, "Cui Erlang, turn around."
Cui Zhijun looked at the pair of malicious hands in front of him, not knowing what was going on, but he still turned around wisely.
As soon as he turned around and sat down, Zheng sat astride his legs.
Zheng stretched out her arms and wrapped them around Cui Zhijun's slender neck. Fearing she might fall from his lap, Cui Zhijun also reached out to protect her slender waist. Seeing the person in front of him moving in an ambiguous manner and with a fixed gaze, Cui Zhijun couldn't help but ask, "Xiao Zheng, what are you doing?"
Zheng didn't answer. She just rubbed Cui Zhijun's neck with her small hands and asked, "Did she hurt you today?"
"No, don't worry." Cui Zhijun's answer was brief and straightforward.
Zheng got the answer and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
She withdrew her arm and cupped Cui Zhijun's face again. She looked at Cui Zhijun, and Cui Zhijun looked back at her. The couple stared at each other. Zheng could only sigh: This is truly an exciting, addictive, and heartbreaking face. Zheng didn't believe that Cui Zhijun had never flirted with other young ladies before, but seeing Cui Zhijun's usually innocent and dull appearance, Zheng had some doubts.
Erlang, Erlang, what should I do with you?
Zheng traced his features with her fingertips, saying, "You're so brave today. So, you asked me what I should do?" Zheng suddenly lowered her voice and deliberately engaged in some dirty talk with Cui Zhijun. "Let me try. If I want to reward you tonight, is this gesture feasible?"
Zheng was becoming more and more unbridled, but she was only good at talking, and she could talk dirty without hesitation.
If I really come to work under your command, it will depend on Cui Zhijun.
These two really complement each other.
Cui Zhijun coughed as he finished speaking. He had originally intended to let her go tonight. But now, his suppressed desire was aroused by her. Cui Zhijun took advantage of the situation and silently rested his head on Taishi Zheng's shoulder, saying in a deep voice, "It's possible."
As soon as these words were spoken, Zheng suddenly felt a burning sensation under her skirt, and she looked down in disbelief.
Push! Push her...
Zheng was horrified and pushed Cui Zhijun's chest to escape. She was scared and said, "Cui Erlang, you don't have to react so quickly - I haven't thought about it yet!"
Cui Zhijun suddenly picked him up, kicked open the door, and said sternly: "It's too late, it's not up to you now."
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When Tai Shi Zheng woke up from a night of tossing and turning, it was already the next day.
She only remembered waking up early and seeing Choi Shik-jun kiss her on the forehead before leaving. She was half-grown then. She didn't know what time it was. When she opened her eyes again, it was already daylight. She was thirsty and groped her way out of bed to find some water. But her body went limp. Leaning against the table, Zheng suddenly remembered the last night, when Choi Shik-jun had come into the room and sat on the edge of the bed, holding her in his arms, their aggressive postures shifting constantly. She just wanted to curse.
We agreed to move it gently.
Cui Zhijun, you beast, I was really fooled by you!
Zheng looked out the window and said that she would have a good sleep today. No one and nothing could shake her determination to lie in bed.
"Madam, get up—"
But just as she took a sip of water and prepared to slowly climb back into bed, Fu Yuanzi suddenly pushed the door open, sending a cold breeze in. Zheng shivered with cold air and quickly got into bed. Fu Yuanzi stood in front of the door and glanced around the room, wondering, "Eh? Where's that person? I saw him getting up just now?"
Zheng lay in the quilt with a peaceful look on her face.
It wasn't until Fu Yuanzi came over that she noticed the person on the bed. She scratched her head, thinking that maybe she had seen it wrong.
Zheng thought that this way she could avoid Fu Yuanzi's interruption, but unexpectedly, Fu Yuanzi came forward and sat beside Taishi Zheng's bed, stretched out his hand to shake Taishi Zheng, who was pretending to sleep, "Madam, madam, get up, get up. The Bo's Mansion is very lively today."
Zheng closed her eyes tightly, unmoved.
But her ears perked up, not wanting to miss any information. Fu Yuanzi withdrew her hand. Knowing Taishi Zheng, she turned around and sat up beside the bed, recounting to her word for word what she had seen and heard that morning. "This morning, the second young lady of the second house sent someone to report to the Kaifeng government, and the second lady couldn't stop them. The government later sent people to arrest young Lady Zou and bring her to court. Do you know who they sent? It was his young master Zhisong. You see, this young master was oppressing his new concubine, and then the wife of the first wife was injured and sued. My God, this is something I have never seen before. The county magistrate of the Zou family is probably on his way there as well."
"Our Earl's Mansion is about to become a laughing stock in the capital. I wonder if the Emperor will punish Scholar Cui?"
What? There's such a thing?
How come I missed it this morning?
Zheng lay in bed, making faces and scratching her head. But even if Mount Tai collapsed before her, she still wanted to sleep more.
Zheng thought that after Fu Yuanzi finished learning the tongue and saw that she had no reaction, she would get up and leave. Who knew that this girl would suddenly turn around and lie down next to Taishi Zheng, saying loudly: "There is one more thing, the most important thing, my lady must know! It is - the master wants you to come home for dinner today."
Zheng was frightened by Fu Yuanzi and finally opened her eyes. "Dad asked me to go home for dinner? It's not a festival, why did he ask me to go today? I won't go."
"Okay, I knew you were pretending to sleep." Fu Yuanzi got up and replied nonchalantly, "You have to go. The master said that our eldest young lady is back. He told you to go home today. Okay, my lady, don't sleep in."
"Our eldest young master's wife, eldest young master's wife...how could there be such a thing in our family—" Zheng sat up in surprise, mumbling to herself, then suddenly remembered something and shouted, "Ah!? It's my dear eldest brother's sister-in-law, who has been married to him for several years, whom I have never met and don't even know her name!"
After hearing this, Zheng no longer mentioned her sore waist, threw off the quilt and got out of bed. She grabbed Fu Yuanzi's arm and said, "Let's go home, Yuanzi. Let's go home now—"
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