Chapter 130 The Fool's Bride for Good Luck (5)
Xie Rong looked up, panting heavily, unable to utter a word.
This idiot is truly an idiot...
This was the first time Xie Rong had ever experienced the feeling of being about to die, and he was experiencing it with a fool.
Compared to fools, those men in the past were far too restrained.
He opened his lips and spoke in a soft voice, tears welling up in his eyes. The thin layer of snow-white skin wrapped around his slender waist trembled and he couldn't tell whether he was playing the fool or the fool was bullying him.
The night was still long. In the latter half of the night, Xie Rong seemed to have sobered up. He had previously found it interesting to teach this fool how to do things, but now he became impatient.
I have to teach you everything, and ask you everything. It's so annoying.
I've taught you so many times, but an idiot is still an idiot!
...
Even an idiot can be the main character, so why can't he?
Xie Rong's body heat rapidly cooled, and hatred surged forth.
God is truly so unfair.
He kicked Lu Chuan off the bed with all his might, but the kick to the man's chest muscles caused no pain or discomfort.
"Wife?" Lu Chuan rolled on the ground and stared at him blankly.
To be precise, I'm watching...
Lu Chuan said blankly, "Wife."
As he spoke, he tried to come closer... but Xie Rong, with a cold face, suppressed the urge to tremble and kicked him away.
He turned his head to look at the wall.
A Western clock hangs on the wall, and a riding whip hangs below it.
On the day of Xie Rong's wedding, while he was sitting in the house, the servants who were keeping him company chattered on and on, mentioning that this riding whip was used by the silly young master to tame wild horses before he became silly.
They used to tame horses, but the horse trainers went mad, so they were perfect for taming idiots. Look how good he is; he even knows to avenge the horses.
Xie Rong smiled slightly, her eyes filled with venom, mixed with the tears she had just forced out on the bed, making her look pitiful, like a delicate and beautiful poppy.
"Bring the things over, let's continue playing the game," Xie Rong said, raising his chin slightly and pointing to the riding whip on the wall.
Lu Chuan sat up from the ground and, obediently, took the riding whip and gave it to him.
But Lu Chuan quickly became aggrieved, saying, "Wife, it hurts."
"I don't want to play this, I want to play the one I just played," the fool was still thinking about how enjoyable the game he had just played with his wife was. Suddenly falling from heaven to the bottom of the abyss, he was no longer so foolish.
"Do you remember what I said?" Xie Rong toyed with the riding whip in his hand.
The fool muttered, "Only obedient fools get wives."
Xie Rong smiled and said, "It's good that you remember."
Taming a fool is like taming a horse; you can't just whip it, you also have to feed it grass.
Xie Rong had no grass, so he could only give it to the fool...
Who knew the fool would become addicted to it, and from then on, he would refuse to drink the tea that the servants brought him every day, and would only pester him to drink it.
Today, Xie Rong and Butler Zhao were checking accounts in the study when the fool pushed open the door and crawled into his room, saying, "Wife, have some water."
The fool didn't hear his wife speak. When he looked up, he saw his beautiful wife looking down at him with a cold expression.
Lu Chuan pursed his lips and tugged at his skirt.
Xie Rong ignored him.
“If the young master wants water, just have the servants make it,” Zhao Tongguang said.
Lu Chuan turned his head, a sudden thought flashing through his silly mind, and asked angrily, "My wife won't give me any, so did she... give it all to him? Did my wife play games with him too? Did she reward him with a riding whip too?"
A fool is a fool; he can't keep a secret and will say anything without any shame.
Fortunately, the other two people present were not ordinary people.
Xie Rong was equally shameless, only finding the idiot too noisy.
Zhao Tongguang remained standing there like a wooden statue, seemingly uninterested in what games a foolish young master and a young, beautiful, and restless young mistress who wanted to have an affair could play in their new house.
"Fool, are you sure you want to drink now?" Xie Rong reached out, his soft palm gently stroking the fool's resolute face, with the nonchalant air of petting a cat or dog, his tone as helpless as if dealing with a clingy pet.
He didn't treat Steward Zhao as an outsider.
On the night of their wedding, before leaving, Old Master Lu entrusted him with only this huge Lu mansion, the silly young master, and this Butler Zhao.
It seems that Zhao Tongguang is most likely a confidant of Old Master Lu, and he is kept here for two purposes: to keep an eye on him and to assist him.
But Zhao, the steward who was supposed to stay and monitor the young mistress, turned his back and went outside. In the cool spring breeze, he continued to flip through the account books, listening to the sounds inside with a calm mind.
Before the commotion inside had even subsided, another commotion arose outside.
The sound of horses' hooves grew louder as they approached, stopping in front of the courtyard gate. A tall, imposing figure pushed aside the gatekeeper and strode in, leading a white steed.
"Second Young Master, the Eldest Young Mistress is busy; you cannot barge in!"
"Why lock the door in broad daylight?" The man, dressed in a military academy uniform, with sharp eyebrows and military boots, walked over. Hearing this, he sneered and kicked the tightly closed door. "Could it be that you didn't have enough fun with that idiot on your wedding night, so you're hiding in the room doing some shady things during the day?"
He laughed at himself after saying that.
What can a fool do? Does he even know what a wedding night is?
“Young Master,” Zhao Tongguang said calmly, blocking the doorway, “Now that the eldest young mistress is in charge, you must abide by her rules.”
Shen Gaoyang looked him up and down and couldn't help but scoff, "Look at how eager you are to protect your master. Could it be that you were the one who went into the bridal chamber for the idiot? Since you won't let me in, why don't you tell me how men and men go into the bridal chamber?"
Although Shen Gaoyang was a cousin of the Lu family, he lived in the military academy and only had one day off a month. After spending a lot of time in the military academy with that group of rogue soldiers, he felt that he spoke quite politely, though with a hint of teasing.
He was kept in the dark at school and only learned after school today that Lu Chuan had become mentally impaired a month ago.
That scoundrel who always dominated him has become an idiot! An idiot marrying a wife? His uncle must have been frantic to come up with such a stupid idea of a marriage to ward off bad luck.
Overjoyed, he couldn't wait to see the fool.
Zhao Tongguang said, "If Young Master has nothing else to attend to, please return."
“Who said I don’t have one?” Shen Gaoyang pulled on the reins. “I heard that my cousin used to have a whip specifically for taming wild horses. Now that he can’t use it anymore, it’s useless to keep it. I might as well give it a try.”
Zhao Tongguang thought expressionlessly, "That horsewhip is being put to good use right now."
“Everything in the house now requires the young mistress’s approval,” Zhao Tongguang said. “Young Master, you should go back and wait.”
"Isn't my cousin's wife inside?" Shen Gaoyang raised an eyebrow and glanced maliciously into the room. "I'll just go in and ask her."
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