Chapter 177 Extra: Zhou Yi x Nangong Muyan (I)

Nangong Muyan and Zhou Yi's wedding was scheduled for June 21, just a few days after the 100th day of the national mourning.

After the imperial edict came down, the Prime Minister's Mansion and the Zhou family began to prepare for the relevant matters, including preparing wedding clothes, making a sedan chair, dowry and betrothal gifts... Both families took great pains to take care of everything.

Nangong Muyan was forced by Luo Siyi to go to Junyue Wine House to find Zhou Yi to "cultivate feelings".

"Yan'er, you can see that Zhou Yi doesn't like you yet. As the saying goes, a man chasing a woman is like a mountain, and a woman chasing a man is like a veil. You liked him first, and then forced him. You are the one who is at fault. So you should take the initiative and look for him more often. After a long time, let him see your good side, and love will grow over time, don't you understand..."

Nangong Muyan stood in the basement of Junyue Restaurant, looking at Zhou Yi with a stunned face, and Luo Siyi's exhortation echoed in her ears. She felt a little emotional. She never dreamed that she would still chase a man one day.

"What are you doing here?"

Zhou Yi looked at Nangong Muyan who walked in, with obvious vigilance in his eyes, and couldn't help but cover his collar.

Seeing Zhou Yi's defensive face, Nangong Muyan felt a surge of anger in her heart. She took a deep breath, tried to calm down, walked to the table and sat down, poured herself a glass of water, and drank half a glass slowly before she calmed down.

"Why don't you say anything? If you don't say anything, I'm leaving." Zhou Yi was very flustered. He stood up from his seat and planned to escape and leave the room to Nangong Muyan.

However, he was pulled back by the back of his clothes just when he walked to the door.

Nangong Muyan pushed him back to his seat, looked at him as if he was avoiding snakes and scorpions, chuckled, stretched out her hand to clamp Zhou Yi's chin, and leaned over slightly. The two looked at each other, and the distance between them was only a few feet, so close that she could kiss him as long as she lowered her head.

Some bad memories came to his mind. Zhou Yi was frightened by her action and his face turned pale. He wanted to push her away, but then he thought of her holding a child. He raised his hand halfway and then put it down awkwardly. He had to look away and sat stiffly, looking a bit pitiful.

Nangong Muyan was pushing it further and pressed her body down a little more until they were close enough to hear each other's breath. Then he slowly said, "I missed you. I came to see you." After

the words fell, Nangong Muyan looked at Zhou Yi's expression that looked like he had swallowed a fly, and laughed out loud. His mood inexplicably improved a lot.

Seeing that Zhou Yi was getting angry, Nangong Muyan stopped and returned to her seat, saying lightly: "You do your thing, don't worry about me, I'll just sit here for a while, and the guards will come to take me back to the mansion when the time comes."

Zhou Yi looked over with doubt, and heard Nangong Muyan say: "But you have to pay for a meal for me."

"You want to stay so long?"

Zhou Yi was shocked, thinking that she was talking about sitting for a short while, but she actually wanted to stay for dinner.

Nangong Muyan smiled and nodded, and then saw Zhou Yi's face changing from time to time, and finally retracted his gaze as if resigned to his fate, lowered his head and continued to do what he had just done.

The room was quiet for a while, with only the "crackling" sound of the abacus and the slight sound of paper flipping.

At first, Zhou Yi would glance at Nangong Muyan from time to time. Seeing that she was just looking around aimlessly and not making any trouble, he gradually relaxed his mind and focused on doing his own things. In the end, he even forgot that there was such a big living person in the house.

Nangong Muyan took the glass of water and drank it slowly. After looking around the room, her eyes fell on Zhou Yi's face again.

Zhou Yi, who was serious about the accounts, was flipping the account book with one hand and touching the abacus with the other. He looked focused and focused, which surprisingly made Nangong Muyan feel much more pleasing to the eye.

It was early April, the weather was getting warmer, and the breeze was gentle.

After Nangong Muyan became pregnant, she was lucky enough not to experience morning sickness. The only difference from the past was that she was sleepy.

At this moment, the room was quiet and peaceful. Nangong Muyan stared at it for a while and then felt sleepy. The sound of the abacus in her ears became vague at some point, just like listening to the singing on the shore underwater, separated by a layer of invisible barrier.

Zhou Yi finished looking at the bills of the tenants in the suburbs of Beijing and planned to drink some water and take a break. He raised his eyes and saw Nangong Muyan lying on the table, sleeping soundly with his arm as a pillow.

Zhou Yi walked lightly to Nangong Muyan's side and stood still. After hesitating for a moment, he bent down and shouted, "Hey, don't sleep here. You'll catch a cold easily."

No one answered.

Zhou Yi called a few more times, but the sleeping person didn't move. He reached out and pushed the person's arm again: "Nangong Muyan, don't sleep here..."

Still no response.

"Why are you sleeping like a pig..."

Zhou Yi complained softly, with a tangled look on his face, but he didn't notice that the eyelashes of the person lying on the table trembled.

In the end, he couldn't bear it, so Zhou Yi leaned over and stretched out his hand, carefully picked up the person horizontally.

Zhou Yi steadily carried the person and planned to walk to the next room. As soon as he stepped out of the door, he saw a waiter standing outside the door with a few booklets in his hands.

"Young Master, Uncle Li asked me to deliver the account book, hehehe..."

The waiter looked at Nangong Muyan in Zhou Yi's arms and smiled a little teasingly.

Now everyone in the capital knows that the young master of their Junyue Restaurant is the son-in-law of Prime Minister Nangong, and the marriage was granted by imperial decree, which is a great honor. As a result, all the businesses of the Zhou family have been much better recently.

"Put it in." Zhou Yi said casually, and walked into a nearby room.

Occasionally, he was too lazy to go home and slept here, so there was a bedroom next to the accounting office.

Zhou Yi put the person on the bed gently, and also helped to take off the shoes and cover the quilt, and then stood by the bed for a while.

Nangong Muyan is undoubtedly very beautiful, he knew it from the first time he saw her. But this person is too bad. After knowing what she did to Jiang Ning, even the most beautiful face in Zhou Yi's eyes looked hateful.

Not to mention what she did to him afterwards...

If possible, Zhou Yi didn't want to have anything to do with this person, but fate played a trick on him. Now she was sleeping peacefully in his bed, pregnant with his child. In the eyes of everyone, she was his wife-to-be.

Alas...

Zhou Yi sighed in his heart, bent down to tuck in the corner of the quilt, walked to the window, closed it, and went back to the next room.

Listening to the footsteps fading away, the sleeping person opened her eyes, her eyes were clear. She looked around and saw that this was Zhou Yi's room, and Nangong Muyan's eyes showed a little smile.

This person is really fun, don't be awkward, he's a little cute!

Nangong Muyan rubbed the quilt, closed her eyes, and fell asleep again. More than an hour later, the door was pushed open, Zhou Yi walked to the bed, stretched out his hand to shake her shoulder and called: "Don't sleep anymore, get up and eat, don't sleep anymore..."

In order to maintain her character of "sleeping like a pig", Nangong Muyan deliberately waited for a long time before pretending to wake up with sleepy eyes.

"Zhou Yi?" The man who just woke up rubbed his eyes, sat up from the bed, looked at the quilt on himself, turned his head and looked around the room, and asked curiously: "Where is this? Why am I sleeping here?"

Zhou Yi replied unhappily: "My room, you fell asleep on the table, and I couldn't wake you up, so I brought you in."

"Oh, so that's it?" Nangong Muyan looked as if she had suddenly realized something, looking at Zhou Yi's bright smile, with malicious cunning in her eyes: "Thank you, carry me in."

The word "carry" was emphasized, and Zhou Yi's little thoughts were exposed, and his face froze.

Nangong Muyan smiled, got up from the bed, her combed hair was a little messy after sleeping, she raised her hand to pull out the hairpin, and quickly tidied herself up again.

Zhou Yi stood aside and waited. When he saw her put her hair up and was about to take people out to eat, Nangong Muyan suddenly came over and gave him a quick kiss on the face.

The warm lips touched and left in an instant, like petals falling from a tree branch into the gurgling stream.

"What are you doing!"

Zhou Yi's fur instantly stood up like a cat whose tail was stepped on. His eyes were wide open, and he took three or four steps back to the door. He also raised his sleeves and wiped the place where he was kissed vigorously, trying to erase the strange touch.

"Thank you, I just wanted to kiss you."

Nangong Muyan looked at this blatant disdain, not annoyed at all, but tilted his head, smiling innocently.

"How can you be so grateful? Are you thanking me? You are so ungrateful and heartless! I shouldn't have cared about you and let you catch a cold while sleeping on the table!" Zhou Yi was so angry that he was incoherent and didn't know what he was saying.

"Is it that serious? It was just a kiss..." Nangong Muyan didn't understand. They had already slept together, so what was a kiss?

"Do you think you can kiss me whenever you want?"

Zhou Yi was furious and wiped his face fiercely a few times.

Seeing that Zhou Yi was about to rub his face red, Nangong Muyan quickly stepped forward and grabbed his hand, lowering her voice to coax him: "I'm sorry, how about I give you a heads up next time?"

"Not great!" Zhou Yi pulled his hand back and gritted his teeth and said: "There won't be a next time, and you are not allowed to kiss me in the future!"

"Okay, okay! I was wrong this time, I won't kiss you again in the future, don't be angry..." Nangong Muyan went along with the coaxing and tried to calm him down first. It would not be fun to tease someone too much at one time.

Seeing Nangong Muyan actively admitting his mistakes and showing a good attitude, Zhou Yi's anger subsided. He was about to say some other precautions to prevent future troubles, such as not to hug him or touch him, but he heard the person in front of him speak softly: "Zhou Yi, I'm hungry."

"Then, let's go and have dinner."

Zhou Yi paused and swallowed the three rules. He planned to emphasize them to Nangong Muyan again after dinner.

Zhou Yi took the person to a private room. The table inside was already filled with food, both meat and vegetables, with good color, aroma and taste. It looked quite appetizing. Nangong Muyan got hungry as soon as he smelled the food.

"I don't know what you want to eat..."

Before Zhou Yi finished speaking, Nangong Muyan had already sat down, and while picking up chopsticks, she answered: "I'm not picky about food, I'm easy to take care of."

In addition to being sleepy after pregnancy, Nangong Muyan also had a problem of being very afraid of hunger. It seems to be related to blood sugar or something. Anyway, she will have uncontrollable palpitations when she is hungry, and she must eat immediately.

Therefore, as soon as Zhou Yi sat down and brought the bowl, he turned his head and saw that Nangong Muyan had already eaten half a bowl.

After half a bowl of rice, the feeling of being hungry to death subsided. Nangong Muyan breathed a sigh of relief, and finally she could eat politely.

"By the way, where are uncle and aunt? Why can't I see them?" Nangong Muyan asked casually.

"I went to the shops. Several shops are changing owners. They need to check the accounts and hand over personnel." Zhou Yi answered casually.

"Does your family still have shops?"

"Not many, only about 30 or 40."

"Thirty or 40 in the capital is not a lot? What do you sell?"

"Everything, food, wine, silk fabrics, rouge and powder, gold and silver jewelry, pawnshops, etc. There are also several shops that are just rented out to others and simply collect rent."

"You are a rich second generation!"

Nangong Muyan was a little surprised. She thought the Zhou family only ran a hotel before, but who knew it was a big business. No wonder Zhou Yi told her that his family had many houses and let her choose the one she liked to live in.

"What second generation?" Zhou Yi had never heard of the term "rich second generation".

"It means your family is really rich." Nangong Muyan explained.

"Oh."

The two were silent for a while, and the only sound in the room was the sound of dishes and chopsticks colliding.

After finishing the meal, Zhou Yi called a waiter to clean up the table, and he returned to the cashier's office. Nangong Muyan naturally followed him closely.

After a good meal and sleep, Nangong Muyan was in high spirits. She sat on the chair and stared at Zhou Yi with interest, and continued with what she had just said: "Your family has so many industries, but your uncle and aunt have only you as their only son. It's quite rare."

"My mother almost had a dystocia when she gave birth to me. My father felt sorry for her suffering, so he only gave birth to me."

Zhou Yi explained, then glanced at Nangong Muyan's belly, and continued: "What's so strange about this? I will only have one child in the future."

Nangong Muyan understood what he meant, and quickly stated: "You can take concubines. Have as many as you want. I will never interfere."

"It's said that there is no rule of taking concubines in our Zhou family."

"Rules are dead, people are alive. As long as you like, you can take as many as you want--"

"Shut up! I don't like it. I only want to marry you."

Zhou Yi didn't want to say these nonsense. He glared at Nangong Muyan fiercely and interrupted her.

Nangong Muyan kept silent obediently, smiling with curved eyebrows. "

I only want to marry you" sounds like a love talk.

Zhou Yi looked at the smiling person with a puzzled look on his face, not knowing what she was laughing at.

After an afternoon of peace, Jin Hui and Li Jiu came to pick up Nangong Muyan at about 7 p.m.

The two stood outside the door, first calling Nangong Muyan "Miss", then looked at Zhou Yi and respectfully called her "Aunt".

After Jiang Ning became Princess Hening, there was only one young lady in the Prime Minister's Mansion, so there was no need to add the word "Second" in front of Nangong Muyan's address.

Zhou Yi looked at the two guards and was happier than seeing the God of Wealth.

Great, Nangong Muyan is finally leaving!

Nangong Muyan saw the joy on his face clearly, curled her lips and smiled lightly, and when she reached the door, she turned around and said, "I'll take my leave today, I'll come again tomorrow."

The joy on Zhou Yi's face disappeared completely in the blink of an eye.