Chapter 111: Thoughts That Cannot Be Revealed to Others
Seeing that the lady was humbly asking for advice, Lord Wen, who came from a Hanlin family, felt obliged to accept it.
"good."
He picked up a brush, spread out the rice paper again, dipped the brush in thick ink, and just as he was about to write, the brush was snatched away from his hand by his wife.
Meng Qinghui picked up the pen, took his hand, and placed it in her own hand naturally.
"Can you please teach me personally, my dear husband?"
Lord Wen was stunned when he heard this.
The two have been married for five years and even have a child, so they have done more intimate things.
It’s just… very proper and appropriate.
Ever since she got pregnant... she couldn't be more polite and proper - the two of them haven't had any contact for a long time.
Well, teaching your wife to read and write is a graceful and not inappropriate thing to do.
"Okay, ma'am, this is the first step, and then..."
Lord Wen was tall and graceful, with an elegant figure. His thin and strong hand was holding his wife's soft and boneless hand. Their bodies were very close, and her warm back was just against his waist and abdomen, and she was almost in his arms.
Inadvertently, he smelled the faint fragrance of her hair and the lapel of her clothes, and a few scattered hairs gently touched his cheek...
Suddenly, he had some thoughts that only when he went into the tent at night would it not be against the rules.
Although the wife, his closest relative, is by his side, this is broad daylight and in the elegant study. She is a lady from a famous family, a descendant of sages, and she is pregnant. How could he have the idea of humiliating her like this!
“Well, just write it like this.”
Lord Wen hurriedly finished writing, took a step back, and quietly distanced himself from the person in his arms.
Meng Qinghui clenched his fingers and gritted his teeth.
"My dear husband, come here and see if this is what I wrote. Is it correct?"
She naturally took her husband's hand, handed him the pen, and gently held it in her own hand.
The slender fingers that had never touched the water of spring held his hand vaguely, which was more like a caress than writing.
The qi and blood rise to the head, the subtle fragrance is deep and shallow, and the soft fragrance is in the arms, making people feel uneasy.
She happened to write very slowly.
Each stroke was made slowly and gently, sometimes left, sometimes right.
Even Mr. Wen, who is well-read and can write thousands of words, can hardly finish writing this word.
After finally finishing the last stroke, Lord Wen breathed a sigh of relief.
When I looked again, I found that the lady had written it wrong!
He will teach it again.
He simply couldn't teach any more.
Lord Wen sat back in his chair as naturally as possible, speaking in a calm tone.
“Yes, that’s how it’s written.”
Meng was stunned, realizing that she had clearly made the mistake on purpose.
But he didn't want to teach himself to write the correct word again.
She was a little disappointed - the trick Chen Qi taught her didn't work!
"Madam, I think you are a little tired today. Why don't you study tomorrow?"
Um?
And tomorrow?
OK.
Meng Qinghui put down her pen and stood up very gracefully.
Then, she leaned over and kissed him.
"Thank you, my husband, for taking the trouble to guide me."
Well, try this trick again.
Lord Wen secretly gripped the armrest, his body stiff.
In broad daylight, in the elegant study, is she... is she...
Have you discovered that you have had those thoughts that cannot be seen by others?
Meng Qinghui straightened up by holding her waist. When he saw her waist, Lord Wen regained consciousness.
"You're welcome, Madam. Please go back."
He didn't get up to see her off, but just started flipping through the book.
Meng Qinghui walked to the door, looked back and smiled, her beauty beyond compare.
"I will come again tomorrow."
Meng went out and returned to the rear house, secretly regretting that she shouldn't have used unreliable methods like Chen Qi to treat her husband, who had always been upright and steady.
At the study door, Lord Wen took a long time to stand up, but the beautiful thoughts in his mind could not be shaken off.
Meng was a beautiful woman, and he was full of vigor and passion, and was deeply in love with her. However, he always restrained his thoughts and behaved in a restrained manner, fearing that he would lose his gentlemanly demeanor and rashly offend this lady from a sage and famous family.
But today, it was particularly difficult for him to observe this etiquette.
He crumpled the paper into a ball and kneaded it again and again in his palm, his mind full of thoughts that he could not tell anyone.
Why, why do you have to do this!
He really... was having a hard time enduring...
Fortunately, when he finished reading the sage books and returned to his room in the middle of the night, he had regained his gentlemanly demeanor.
Mrs. Meng was sleeping soundly, and he lay peacefully beside her.
No words were spoken that night.
That day, Chen Qi said goodbye to Wen Mansion and went home. Just after lunch, she saw her elder sister Yu Zhong coming to the house and said she wanted to take Xiu Jie home.
Chen Qi smiled and said, "If we leave today, Yu Jing will be bored for half a day. Why not ask Xiu Jie to stay for a few more days? I will arrange for someone to send her back."
Yu Zhong smiled and shook his head.
"You're already in poor health, and having such a young child come over every few days would be too annoying. Besides, her aunt has a new baby, and they're having a full-moon banquet tomorrow, so I have to take her to visit relatives."
Chen Qi was completely puzzled after hearing this.
"Your sister-in-law? Didn't she just get married in September? How could she have a child so soon?"
Yu Zhong smiled helplessly, and seeing that the child was farther away, he walked forward and lowered his voice.
"It wasn't her...it was the maid in my brother-in-law's room who gave birth. Because it was the first-born child in his family, they asked the concubine to give it to her. Even though it was a concubine's child, they still had to hold a good banquet."
Chen Qi sighed inwardly, speechless, and thought of the concubine who kowtowed to Meng and paid her respects.
She had long known that even the He family's eldest son, whose family background was so modest, had a maidservant who was a few years younger than him, besides his elegant and virtuous wife, Yu Zhong. Although she usually cleaned and washed like an ordinary servant, when Yu Zhong was away...
That night, when Wen Boyuan was studying hard in his study, Xie Yuduo was reviewing some business documents in his bedroom.
Because Shen Qi was resting on the couch in the west room, he didn't even want to go to the small study in the east. He just lay on the beauty couch in the west room and looked through the documents.
This beauty couch was short and narrow, just right for Chen Qi to lie on. He couldn't put his feet down while lying on it, so he simply leaned on it and refused to move away.
Chen Qi lay on the bed, gently stroking her five-month-old belly, watching him flipping through documents across from her. She was feeling a little depressed because she had something on her mind.
He has been busy with a lot of business recently and looks tired.
"Yuduo, are you very tired recently?"
Xie Yuduo didn't look up, but rubbed his brows which had been furrowed for a long time.
"good."
"You can't sleep well at night."
"fine."
Chen Qi was pregnant and had a hot body, so she didn't like to cover herself with a blanket. Xie Yuduo was afraid that she would catch a cold, so he got up again and again to cover her.
"Have I wronged you recently?"
"……kind of."
He used to be unrestrained, but recently, considering that Shen Qi was pregnant, he was forced to restrain himself for a long time.
Seeing him take over, Shen Qi hesitated for a while, but still tried to ask.
"Which maid in our family do you think is good-looking?"
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