Peng Fuxi
Chapter 29: Peng Fuxi
Peng Zuoyan fulfilled her promise and transported Nalan Han's body back to the mansion. It was also covered with white cloth. The dead were all people close to her, which coincided with Chao Lanyu's memory at that time.
"Oh."
Peng Zuoyan saw her standing there sneering with a distorted and sarcastic expression, and couldn't help asking, "Ah Huan, what's wrong with you?"
"Peng Zuoyan, this is the second time I've collected their bodies. I'm sending black-haired people off for good."
Both pains were caused by him.
He deliberately ignored the resentful look in her eyes. Peng Zuoyan sat down leisurely, sipping his tea and saying, "It was just an accident."
There is really no limit!
Yi Huan retracted his gaze and half-knelt down. He lifted the white cloth with his fingers and smiled with his head lowered. "Ah Han, it's been two years since we last met. I didn't expect that we would really meet again."
"I'm sorry I couldn't pick you up when you got here."
The stench of the corpse spread far away, mixed with a foul smell. Peng Zuoyan looked over unhappily, "Ah Huan, I'll have my men clean up after you before you look at her."
"Are you disgusted by her stinking? From her death until now, and it's the end of summer. Ah Han is not a god, so how could she not stink? It would be better if she were a god."
I can escape by casting a spell, and I can return to heaven after death and live a good life. Either way is better than being a speechless corpse now.
"Ah Han, it's okay, I'll wipe it for you."
Yi Huan lifted Nalan Han's hand with a handkerchief. When she took off her sleeves, the old and new wounds on his wrist became particularly obvious. She took two seconds to react. Seeing that she couldn't wipe off the blood, she leaned over and sobbed.
"I'm sorry, Han. All your ambitions have been destroyed by me. You endured for many years to get to where you are today. It's so sad that you met me."
Her hair was blown by the wind onto Nalan Han's hand, which was covered with blood scabs. The wind made her hair sway, as if she was reluctant to let Yi Huan blame herself and was trying to comfort her.
During the two years they were together, Nalan Han was mostly encouraging and never made Zhou Zheng cry.
Whether it was Yi Huan or Zhou Zheng, Nalan Han was always tolerant.
"This is the last time. Luckily, I don't have anyone around me anymore." Yi Huan forced a smile and said in a casual tone, "Ah Han, Changzhou is where we first met, and it's also where you can realize your dreams. Can I take you back?"
The soul returns to its wish to mourn the deceased.
Peng Zuoyan interrupted, "Ah Huan, the body can be cremated. We can't go to Changzhou at this stage."
Yi Huan pretended not to hear her. He held her hands in both and continued to ask, "You want to go back too, right? I dream of returning to Changzhou all the time."
The lying corpse turned into a jar of white ash. Yi Huan found a hidden and safe place in the house and temporarily placed Nalan Han there.
Peng Zuoyan didn't stop him, and said with a grim expression, "Don't you feel uncomfortable eating, living, and sleeping with a dead person every day?"
"Han, look at me, I feel relieved."
As the seasons changed, Peng Zuoyang took two concubines in succession within a year. Although he didn't pay much attention to them, he would occasionally visit them to keep things fresh.
This time the number is also related to the power behind the two concubines.
When talking about this, Peng Zuoyan seemed to sigh: "Ahuan is still worry-free. There are no conflicts of interest behind her."
"He's heartless and has no conscience."
"No one is as conscienceless as you, unable to see the kindness others show you."
Yi Huan had never seen such a shameless person before, and he fought back without mercy: "You are so good that you can even detain and force people. Your kindness is really eye-opening."
Peng Zuoyuan rubbed the chess piece in his hand and said with a smile, "Still holding a grudge? You have such a bad temper."
He threw the warm chess piece into the warm white collar and it slid inside the clothes. The sudden chill made Yi Huan shiver, but his playful and teasing attitude made her even more angry.
His skin felt strange, and Yi Huan couldn't take it out immediately, so he angrily scolded, "You're crazy! You slut!"
Peng Zuoyan half-leaned and stretched one leg, a smile still on his lips, "Ah Huan, you can take off your clothes and take it out now, but my aim is still okay, right?"
"Neuropathy."
Yi Huan turned her back, and the chess piece slipped deeper into the water because of her movement. She had to take off her clothes to get it out. She called Yun Hu to go to the inner room with her and scolded him again.
Just as the piece was about to land, a servant from the main courtyard came to announce, "Sir, there is good news, great news."
"Oh? Go ahead."
"My wife is pregnant!"
Peng Zuoyuan shook the chess piece in his hand with a complicated expression, and put it into the chess basket with his eyes downcast. When he looked up again, he was smiling.
"Let's go see A-Luan."
She had just finished getting dressed, and Yunhu, fearing she might be unhappy, advised, "Madam, being pregnant is a good thing. You'll be able to..."
Yi Huan interrupted her with a smile, "It's indeed a good thing. Go and give the order to have more food served tonight and a jar of plum wine. Since it's a good thing, let's celebrate it."
"yes."
In the courtyard at night, Yi Huan drank two glasses of fruit wine and hummed a song while enjoying the night view.
Yun Hu poured her some wine, looked at her expression and said softly, "Auntie, just let it go."
"I see hope."
No matter how much Peng Zuoyan was attracted to her, she could not resist the temptation of a harmonious and happy family. Yi Huan only wanted Cui Luan's child to be born safely, and she would completely fade out of their family's sight.
Yunhu was puzzled and didn't ask.
Looking up at the sky, Yi Huan relaxed and said, "The relationship between the three of them is getting better and better, and my good days are also slowly coming."
Following Peng Zuoyuan's instructions, the kitchen delivered bowls of medicine after meals three times in a row.
"What's this?"
"The eldest son ordered the kitchen to prepare it, saying it was a nourishing medicine. I brought it to my aunt."
Yi Huan sensed something was wrong and asked, "What are you treating?"
"I am only responsible for delivering it, I don't know anything else."
Yi Huan pushed the bowl forward and replied firmly, "I don't want to drink it."
The kitchen maid was immediately frightened and knelt on the ground, pleading, "Auntie, the eldest master ordered that you drink it under his supervision. This medicine is good for your health, and the eldest master will not harm you."
"What's going on?"
Yi Huan sat still and asked, "What kind of medicine is this?"
After sending everyone away, Peng Zuoyan glanced at the calming water surface and said evasively, "Medicine to heal the body."
"I'm not sick, I don't need any medicine."
Peng Zuoyan simply said, "Ah Huan, the mistress is pregnant. This medicine will be your support in the future."
Now that Cui Luan is pregnant, Peng Zuoyong feels that after Yi Huan recovers, he will give Yi Huan a child after some time. This is both a favor and a favour.
Oh, it’s medicine for fertility.
Yi Huan sneered, "What a grand occasion."
"What did you say?"
"I say you are so generous. One child for each of us. I praise you for being so generous!"
Yi Huan became angrier and angrier as he thought about it. He said harshly, "Are there other women in your backyard? Are you tired when you're sowing seeds? When four children of similar age are born, will you be able to tell which one is whose?"
Peng Zuoyan would misunderstand the meaning of her words and automatically ignore her vulgar description.
"You are different from them. They don't deserve to get pregnant. They are just two things."
That arrogant and noble face showed undisguised contempt for them, and Yi Huan trembled at the sight. If he had no interest in her, she would also be one of "them".
"I'm truly honored to be chosen by you."
"No matter what, Ah Huan, you have to drink this medicine."
Yi Huan was quiet for a while, then suddenly said, "It's been less than a year. Have you ever thought about Cui Luan's situation? She's still pregnant. Are you suitable for taking a wife, a concubine, and taking medicine?"
Peng Zuoyan stared at her playfully and sneered, "You're here to complain. Of the four of you, you're the most proud."
"Fuck you!"
Those two words again. Peng Zuoyan leaned closer, "Ah Huan, I've always been curious. What do you mean by 'mother'? What are you scolding me for?"
"That's just my catchphrase, I'm not scolding you."
Peng Zuoyan clearly didn't believe it, and leaned forward with his shoulders bent, saying, "Every time I make you angry, you always say that. I always feel uncomfortable when I hear it, and I feel uncomfortable in my heart. Ah Huan calls me and I feel comfortable."
Noticing his slowly changing expression, Yi Huan backed away, cursing inwardly, "Stop! I won't say that anymore. I'll quit. I'm not scolding you."
"Oh? How do you prove it?"
Peng Zuoyan stood still with his hands behind his back, certain that she couldn't escape from his grasp. He smiled and said, "Ah Huan, even if you don't scold me, you have to make me feel comfortable."
Yi Huan didn't expect Cui Luan to cause trouble so soon.
Caideng held her posture, raised her chin and said, "Auntie Huan, Madam asks you to come over and serve her."
"I have several servants in my courtyard. You can take any of them you like."
"Madam Huan, Madam asked you to go. She also said that if you don't move today, I will come to invite you every day at this time in the future."
Yi Huan interrupted impatiently, stood up and complained, "She really has so much free time. Let's go, lead the way."
"Madam, Aunt Huan is here."
The morning sickness from the first four months gradually subsided, and Cui Luan's appetite improved recently. The flesh on his cheeks also grew back, and he looked very wealthy.
The two of them didn't get along. Yi Huan stood still without any intention of greeting and asked, "Madam, do you want to talk to me about something?"
"I want to discuss with Aunt Huan that you come and serve me medicine after every meal."
What a joke! Yi Huan asked with amusement, "Madam, are you so confident? Aren't you afraid that I might do something secretly?"
Cui Luan's expression was stern. "If you dare to touch my son, I will not forgive you."
Yi Huan also guessed that she didn't dare to be so confident, as this matter was meant to humiliate her.
"What makes you think I'll be so humble? Madam, you have no right to interfere with me."
"Aunt Huan, just these three words."
Yi Huan was not one to tolerate such behavior. Her hair was tied up, revealing her entire face, which was now filled with obvious anger. "Madam, I don't want to compete for your favor, but now I can't tolerate you anymore."
Cui Luan realized something was wrong and stepped back, protecting her stomach with one hand. "What do you want to do? Cai..."
The scalding hot teacup rested against Cui Luan's bulging belly. Yi Huan said sinisterly, "Madam, if you continue to act like a demon, I will give you this cup of hot tea as a greeting gift for you, my young master and my young lady."
"Ah! Stop it, don't you dare!"
The hot tea burned her fingertips, and Yi Huan squeezed them tightly and pushed forward. When she touched Cui Luan's hand, she didn't move any deeper. She said casually, "Madam, if you want to see who's faster, me or them, I'll play along."
"Yi Huan, how dare you! My husband will never forgive you."
Yi Huan's voice was even louder than hers, resolute and violent: "I would risk my life for a concubine, do you dare to take the gamble, Madam?"
Cui Luan naturally didn't dare to gamble, and his initial arrogance was suppressed by her.
"How many times did he come to see you in the four months since you were diagnosed with pregnancy? Did he know the doctor's name? Did he investigate whether the doctor was reliable? Did he know how many times a day you took medicine? Did he know what you liked to eat most during pregnancy?"
Cui Luan murmured, then retorted dryly, "It's not your place to ask about the master."
"Madam, if I were you, I would switch to the medicine from the Siyuan Courtyard." Yi Huan put down his cup and sat down, saying carefully, "You should know best. If I were pregnant, would Peng Zuoyuan treat me fairly? He can't treat me fairly when it comes to adults, let alone children."
"Why should I be used as a tool by you? It's just a bowl of medicine. Whether I can get pregnant or not is another matter."
No wonder he picked on her, it turned out he knew this.
Pointing at her belly, Yi Huan sighed and said, "Madam, it is the instinct of parents to fight for their children. I don't want to get pregnant, I don't want to have children, it's something I can't do, so I beg you, if it is exposed, just expose me, I dare to say it and I dare to take responsibility."
Cui Luan looked at her, feeling a little uncertain. "You are already in the harem and have been deeply involved. If you say you won't fight, I don't believe it."
"I don't fight because I don't care. In order for me to continue not caring, I can't have children."
Yi Huan is not heartless, nor does he dare to guarantee that he will remain unmoved. He just wants to keep his heart as much as possible and cut off the emotions that may affect him.
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