Seeing Bi Yue stand up and salute, Eighteen said to Wei Min: "Sir, this is the person who helped the master on the street."
There is a deep meaning to what Eighteen said. She only said that she gave a hand, but did not say that she pulled him to save his life, or that she deliberately pulled A'ruan to fall.
Wei Min nodded, lowered his eyes and saw Bi Yue's weight resting on one foot, her frail body swaying. He did not ask him to sit down, but said, "In that case, then you should recover in the Wei Mansion. When your foot is healed, I will take you to see someone."
Meet someone? who?
Bi Yue was holding the bag in one hand and supporting herself on the table with the other hand to maintain her balance. Upon hearing this, she lowered her eyes to hide her expression.
Seeing that Wei Min was about to turn around and leave after he finished speaking, he could not help but ask in confusion, "Who are you taking me to see, sir?"
Wei Min stopped at the threshold and looked sideways at him. Half of his face was hidden in the shadows, and it was dark and unclear. He said, "My Lady."
Bi Yue's eyes trembled violently, her pupils shrank, and she immediately clenched her fingers on the table into fists to suppress the panic in her heart. She lowered her head unnaturally, her eyes rolling around, and asked timidly, "Why do you want to take me to see the princess?"
Bi Yue felt that Wei Min was looking at him with disdain as if he were a fake, and suddenly he felt a chill on his back and his hair stood on end.
Wei Min sneered, looking at Bi Yue with cold eyes and a chill in his voice, "If you are smart, you shouldn't ask any more questions."
Wei Min stepped over the threshold, stood at the door, lowered his eyes, straightened his sleeves, and said softly: "Since Ah Ruan is fine, I will give you two choices, die in the Wei Mansion or return to the East Palace. You choose one and give me the answer tomorrow."
After saying that, he turned around and left. Shi Ba Zhe considerately closed the door, leaving Bi Yue, who had a pale face, alone in the room.
The moment the door closed with a "click", Bi Yue felt as if all her strength was suddenly taken away from her and she fell down on the embroidered cushion.
…
The Wei Mansion had recently hired two chefs. Their cooking skills were pretty good and the meals they made for lunch were also tasty. Wei Min took a look and moved a small table to the bed, so A Ruan didn't even have to get out of bed for lunch.
After a good night's sleep and applying medicine, A'ruan felt that the minor bump on his knee was healed. However, Wei Min was worried and didn't even let him take a bath at night, saying that he couldn't touch water.
It's hot and humid in the summer, and even if you don't move during the day, you will sweat a little. What's more, A Ruan went to the street this morning. If I don’t take a shower at night, I will feel sticky and uncomfortable no matter how I toss and turn.
When Wei Min came back refreshed after taking a shower, he saw A Ruan leaning against the head of the bed in a thin shirt with his chest loose and half open. His delicate, protruding collarbone was faintly visible through the shirt as his chest rose and fell with his breathing.
A Ruan seemed to be feeling a little hot, and casually raised his hand to tug at his clothes. The belt loosened, and the collar opened wide, revealing half of his round shoulders, which were white with a hint of pink.
Wei Min had originally intended to walk to the end of the bed and put the towel in his hand on the hanger beside him, but now, when he casually glanced over and saw this scene, his eyes darkened and he suddenly couldn't move.
"Aruan." Wei Min called softly, threw the towel on the table, walked over and stood beside the bed, bent down to kiss Aruan's pink lips, and put his palm on his waist and stroked his back.
A Ruan tilted his neck to meet her passionate kiss, his eyelids lightly closed to hide the clearness in his eyes, and he waited for his wife's next move.
The docile A'ruan made Wei Min unable to stop. He could not help but take off his outer shirt, stand on one leg on the ground, kneel on the other leg beside him, and cover the person on the bed completely under her.
Ah Ruan stretched out the tip of his tongue and licked Wei Min's upper lip, then held it in his mouth and sucked it gently, causing Wei Min's eyes to tremble and his breathing to become unstable. His hot and dry palm reached in from the back of his waist to the hem of his shirt and caressed the skin on his back.
Wei Min kissed A Ruan's chin down, and the wet kisses went from his fair and slender neck to his collarbone and shoulders.
Wei Min's lips had just touched A'ruan's collarbone, but before he opened his mouth to bite, he was gently pushed away.
Wei Min was stunned, with obvious lust in his eyes. His voice was hoarse and he looked at him in confusion, "A Ruan?" Didn't you want it just now?
A'ruan was also a little moved, and the corners of her eyes were dyed a charming red because of the kiss just now. He panted violently for a few moments, and when his breathing stabilized, he bit his lower lip lightly and raised his hand to "speak":
——I haven’t taken a shower yet, I’m dirty.
Wei Min narrowed his eyes slightly, held A'ruan's face with the base of his palm, moved his lips closer, tilted his head and opened his mouth to bite his earlobe. A'ruan shrank back and raised his hands to hug her thin and strong waist.
Wei Min bit his earlobe and said, "Aruan, have you learned bad things?"
Her hoarse, lustful and unclear nasal voice made Ah Ruan blush and his heart beat faster. He almost threw down his weapons and surrendered.
——I want to take a bath…
A Ruan raised her hand and pulled Wei Min's head out of the crook of her neck, then leaned over and kissed the corner of her mouth soothingly, with a hint of grievance and request in her gentle eyes.
When Wei Min looked into his eyes that seemed to speak, he immediately lost his temper and sighed imperceptibly, "Wait, I'll have someone bring you some water."
When the water was delivered to the ear room, A Ruan was already sitting there waiting. Wei Min saw him walking over impatiently and immediately glanced at him sideways.
A Ruan smiled at her and pointed at the door to indicate that she could go out.
Wei Min rolled up his sleeves, bent down and reached out to test the temperature of the water in the bucket. "It's not too cold or too hot, just right." He saw Ah Ruan standing up and coming over, so he said, "Your legs can't go into the water. Just sit there and I'll wipe them for you. If you want to take a shower, wait until your knee wound scabs over."
Ah Ruan frowned slightly when he heard this, looking a little unhappy. His knock was not serious, so there was no need to take such careful care. Besides, it was too torturous to let his wife give him a bath.
In terms of patience, A Ruan, who was in a hurry to take a shower, was naturally no match for Wei Min. In the end, under her gaze, A Ruan could only take off his thin undershirt reluctantly.
Seeing A'ruan pursing her pale lips and blushing with embarrassment, Wei Min couldn't help but chuckle, took a wet towel to wipe his face, lowered his head, his eyes full of tenderness, and asked him, "You are already an old couple, why are you still so shameless?"
A Ruan grabbed the clothes on Wei Min's waist, glared at her and signaled her to stop talking.
Wei Min took care of A'ruan as carefully and attentively as if he were taking care of a child. She was so serious that A Ruan felt as if his knee was not broken but that he was paralyzed and unable to move.
Seeing that his wife really enjoyed the feeling of serving him, A Ruan simply cooperated with her without saying anything.
When Wei Min was washing A'ruan's hair, he suddenly said to him, "Shi Ba told me today that Wang Baiyue looks a bit like you. I went to see her this afternoon..."
--Um?
Ah Ruan was waiting to hear the second half of the sentence. Seeing that Wei Min was busy bending over to scoop water, she raised her hand and tugged at her clothes, urging her to continue.
Wei Min smiled, tilted the scoop in his hand and poured water on A'ruan's long hair, and protected his eyes with his other hand. His tone was deliberately a little nonchalant, and he slightly curled his lips, "My A'ruan is still the most beautiful. Even his hair is prettier than his."
There was an unintentional tenderness hidden in her laughing voice, like the tiny fluff in a feather, gently scratching the softest part of Aruan's heart, making him feel itchy in his heart, but he couldn't scratch it even if he wanted to.
Wei Min lowered his eyes and saw that A Ruan's ears were red. He smiled again and said in a low and seductive voice, "No one is as pretty as you."
There is no man who doesn't like to hear his wife say sweet words, and A'ruan is no exception, with a red face and trembling eyelashes.
After washing his hair, A Ruan sat up straight on the embroidered cushion. Wei Min stood behind him and wiped his hair. As he was wiping, he couldn't help but bend down and kiss the top of his head.
A'ruan sensed something and looked up at her. Wei Min smiled and kissed him on the forehead again.
The atmosphere between the two was thick, and it was impossible to wipe the hair. Wei Min bent down and hugged A Ruan from behind, burying his face in the crook of his neck, and asked softly, "A Ruan?"
A'ruan leaned his back in her arms, wanting it too, so he turned his head and kissed her cheek in response.
Wei Min's eyes were intense, and without saying a word, he picked the person up and strode towards the bed.
When the thin gauze curtain hanging on the bed in summer is pulled, the spring scenery inside is immediately blocked out, leaving only the creaking sound of the bed.
…
The next morning, after Wei Min got up, he heard Eighteen say at the door that Wang Baiyue had made her choice and was willing to go with her to see the princess.
Wei Min paused in tying his belt, curled his lips and sneered at the person sent by Jiang Wuyong, without commenting.
She turned around and walked back to the bed, folded up the bed curtains and hung them with the golden hook, then sat on the edge of the bed, bent down and propped her arms on A'ruan's side, lowered her head and said to him, "A'ruan, I want to eat the dumplings you made when I come back tonight."
A Ruan struggled to stick his head out from the thin quilt, tried hard to open his stuck eyelids, nodded, and raised his chin towards her.
Wei Min lowered his head and pecked him lightly on the lips. A Ruan then curled back into the quilt in satisfaction, ready to sleep for a while longer.
Wei Min smiled, raised his hand to brush away the loose hair on his forehead, and then left.
After the morning court session, the servant of the Eastern Palace quickly walked into the study, bowed to Jiang Wuyong, and whispered, "Your Highness, the Minister of the Dali Temple, Wei Min, requests to see you."
When Jiang Wuyong heard these two words, he thought there was something wrong with his ears. He half stood up with his hands on the desk and leaned forward to ask, "Who do you say wants to see you?"
The servant repeated, "It's the Minister of the Dali Temple, Wei Min."
Jiang Wuyong sat back in his chair, frowned suspiciously, rubbed his chin and muttered quietly, "What does she want from me?"
Seeing the attendant still waiting for her reply, Jiang Wuyong raised his hand to straighten his clothes and said, "Let her in."
This was Wei Min's first time in the Eastern Palace. He felt that although the place where the princess lived was low-key on the surface, it was luxurious and exquisite in every detail. She was indeed a person who knew how to enjoy life.
After arriving at the study, Wei Min bowed to Jiang Wuyong, who was sitting behind the desk, and said, "Your humble servant greets the princess."
Jiang Wuyong lazily leaned on the back of the chair, looking at his fingertips with drooping eyelids, "What a rare guest, Mr. Wei, you would not come to my place without a reason. Why did you suddenly come here today? Is there something?"
Wei Min seemed not to have heard her sarcastic tone and said, "I want to give the princess a beauty."
"Oh?" Jiang Wuyong became interested. He held the handle of the chair and sat up slightly. He looked at Wei Min inquiringly and suddenly smiled, "What do you mean, Wei Qing?" Are you here to show your goodwill?
Wei Min said: "Your Highness will know it at a glance."
As she finished speaking, Eighteen and Bi Yue walked in from the door.
The moment Jiang Wuyong saw Bi Yue, his face darkened, but he quickly regained his composure and asked Wei Min with narrowed eyes, "What does this mean, Wei Qing?"
Wei Min drooped his eyelids and said in a neutral tone: "Return the property to its original owner."
"I dare not accept the gift from the princess," Wei Min looked up at Jiang Wuyong and said, "I only have my master at home, and he is the only man around me. I cannot afford anyone else."
Jiang Wuyong laughed sarcastically and said something obscene, "We are all women, who can be free of the smell of sex?"
She looked at Wei Min with contempt, "If we talk about the most pretentious person in Jiang, besides Lao Ba, it's you, Wei Min."
Wei Min had a smile on his face, but it didn't reach his eyes. He said, "I just wanted to tell Your Highness today that the man in my family is my lifeblood. If I find someone doing harm to him in the future, I won't send him back to you in a friendly manner next time."
Jiang Wuyong's face darkened upon hearing this. He slammed the desk and stood up. He pointed at Wei Min and said angrily, "Wei Min! Do you know who you are talking to? You are just a small fourth-rank official. Let alone your husband, it would be easy for me to kill you!"
Wei Min was neither humble nor arrogant, and was not frightened by her at all. He said in a nonchalant tone: "I am a low-ranking official, and I rely entirely on Your Majesty's favor.
I am currently investigating the case of Duke Huai, following the orders of Your Majesty and the Emperor. If something happens to me at this time, what do you think Your Majesty will think of you?
The nobles supported the princess, and she even killed a fourth-rank official who was investigating the case for the sake of the duke... By then, you should know what the emperor will think. ”
What would the emperor think? Naturally, one would think that this princess might have rebellious intentions.
Jiang Wuyong's face was as gloomy as water. He threw his sleeves behind his back and asked with narrowed eyes, "Are you threatening me?"
Wei Min clasped his hands and said, "I dare not. I just want Your Highness to know how much my husband means to me. Don't send anyone to the Wei Mansion again. This way, we can keep to ourselves."
Jiang Wuyong gritted his teeth, his face tense, and stared at Wei Min steadily. Wei Min let her look at him with his eyelids drooped. After a while, he heard Jiang Wuyong say word by word with difficulty: "Since Wei Qing doesn't like it, forget it. Leave."
When the princess said this, Wei Min knew that she had compromised, and he bowed and retreated with Eighteen.
After Wei Min left, Jiang Wuyong was so angry that he overturned the desk in front of him and said angrily: "Who does she think she is? How dare she threaten me? She thinks the Queen Mother treats her as her confidant by using chicken feathers as a token of authority? She is nothing more than a dog raised by the Queen Mother!"
But she is still a mad dog protecting her husband!
Bi Yue was still in the study, holding her breath and lowering her presence from beginning to end, and only knelt down when Jiang Wuyong lifted the desk.
Jiang Wuyong's face turned blue with anger. He raised his hand to straighten his messy clothes, sat down and leaned back in his chair. He glanced at the people kneeling on the ground and yelled angrily, "Useless things! I sent people to train you for so long, but you are not even as good as a villager!"
Biyue knew that Jiang Wuyong was taking his anger out on her, so she didn't dare to say anything and just lay prostrate on the ground. He quietly argued in his heart that although Lord Wei was not a son of a wealthy family, his appearance was no less attractive than any other man.
Jiang Wuyong took a breath for a while, and after he calmed down, he waved his hand to let Biyue leave. He glanced at the messy study with gloomy eyes, leaned back in the chair, and snorted coldly with ambiguous meaning.
The author has something to say: Small theater
Princess: I have a backup plan! (Hum╯^╰)
Wei Min: You said it as if I didn't know Bi Yue came in, idiot →_→
Princess: ⊙?⊙! _(:зゝ∠)_T﹏T
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