After returning to the Imperial Preceptor's residence, Ning Qing had Xiao Tong summon the steward and asked him to settle the two brothers, Jia Lan and his brother, nearby.
The butler was also a very perceptive person, and settled the two of them in Anhe Courtyard nearby.
Ning Qing smiled and waved her hand with satisfaction, dismissing them all.
Looking at the plates of exquisite vegetarian dishes laid out on the table.
Ning Qingzhen had absolutely no appetite.
He picked up his chopsticks and then put them down again.
After thinking for a moment, he called over the boy and asked him to fetch some wine.
Upon receiving the instruction, the boy immediately turned around to fetch it.
Before long, Ning Qing tasted her first sip of wine in this little world.
It's fragrant, delicious, and leaves a lingering aftertaste!
Good wine.
Ning Qing drank three large pots of it.
The servant boy beside him was so shocked that he couldn't speak. The Grand Preceptor usually didn't drink a drop of alcohol, so why did he drink three large jugs of it today?
Could it be that even the aloof and ethereal Imperial Advisor has the worries of a mortal?
The child went through everything that had happened that day in his mind.
The final conclusion was that the problem lay with the two people the Grand Preceptor brought back.
The woman named Jialan was exceptionally beautiful, with a face that could topple kingdoms, and an alluring appearance like a fox spirit.
Could it be that the seemingly otherworldly and ethereal Grand Preceptor has been dragged down from his pedestal by that fox-spirit-like man?
No, no, impossible! They only met today, it's impossible for it to happen so quickly!
There must be another reason why the Imperial Advisor drinks.
Perhaps the Imperial Advisor suddenly felt like trying the wine; it wouldn't be so bad!
The child nodded vigorously; that must be the reason.
Ning Qing sipped her wine, admiring the little boy standing to the side, whose expression changed as unpredictably as a palette of colors.
She beckoned to him, "Come here."
The child immediately went over.
Ning Qing said, "Go to the kitchen and get some good food to take to Jialan and the others."
The little boy was secretly crying.
She cried out: "No way? No way? The Imperial Advisor really took a fancy to that man in red?"
Ning Qing saw him standing there in a daze.
He thought to himself: This kid looks clever, but he's not actually that clever!
He waved to him, telling him to hurry up and get ready.
With a complicated expression, Xiao Tong stepped back and headed towards the kitchen.
Night fell, fading away the last rays of light and bringing darkness.
Ning Qing had taken off her clothes and was soaking in the bathtub.
His two arms were casually draped over the edge of the pool.
He couldn't help but think: How wonderful it would be if I could take a bath with my wife right now!
Unexpectedly, a clear voice with a hint of seductive allure came from behind.
"My lord, your clothes are ready."
Ning Qing turned around in disbelief.
Jialan, dressed in a simple red robe, stood tall and elegant behind him, holding clean clothes in his hands.
Her almond-shaped eyes held a hint of allure, adding a touch of flirtatious charm.
Seeing Ning Qing turn around, her eyes filled with surprise.
A faint smile played on Jialan's lips.
He spoke softly, calling out, "My lord."
Ning Qingchao nodded.
"Um".
But in my mind, I screamed like a groundhog.
I'm taking a bath right now! What's this little imp doing here?
Suddenly, a smooth, large hand landed on Ning Qing's shoulder, and a clear, slightly lingering voice reached her ears.
"Servant, help the master rub his back."
I picked up a damp white towel and began to rub my back with varying pressure and rhythm.
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