Chapter 162
Yi Ning was about to say something, but Luo Shenyuan closed his eyes and pressed on her.
He is so heavy! Yi Ning's face turned black under his pressure. She reached out to push him, but found that his breathing was steady and he seemed to be asleep.
Fell asleep just like that? Yi Ning looked at his profile, incredibly clear, from his eyebrows, nose, to his lips, every inch familiar yet strange. The night was so quiet, she reached out and slowly touched his face. There was a little stubble on his chin, a little prickly. With a broad forehead and thick eyebrows, he was extremely handsome. She felt an inexplicable stir in her heart.
The stench of alcohol was overwhelming, and Yi Ning struggled to crawl out from under him. Unexpectedly, as soon as she moved, Luo Shenyuan grabbed her. He opened his eyes, as if he hadn't fallen asleep yet. "Where are you going?"
"You've drunk too much." Yi Ning said, "I'll ask the maid to prepare some bath water for you."
Luo Shenyuan nodded, let go of his hand with relief, and closed his eyes again.
Yining had been sleeping soundly that night, but halfway through she felt someone's hand on her waist, pulling her out of the covers. Before she woke up, she felt the hot, wet lips against her face. She'd been up all night, feeling the scorching heat and the strong, powerful body. They tossed and turned until the early hours of the morning. No matter how she called out, he couldn't hear her. The pain returned, and Yining bit his shoulder in anger, asking him to be gentler. But in the end, she couldn't say anything.
The weather is clear and cool in autumn, and the morning sunshine is usually very good.
When Luo Shenyuan woke up, the light shone through the window paper onto the bed, and he saw Yi Ning sleeping soundly curled up in his arms.
He rubbed his brows and sighed softly, "Drinking is a mistake. Once you let your mind relax, you lose control of yourself."
Yining seemed to have been woken up as well. Her legs ached when she moved. She subconsciously asked, "What time is it now..."
Luo Shenyuan immediately leaned over to block the light from outside, holding her inside. He reached out and lowered another curtain, plunging the room into darkness. He whispered, "It's still early, you should get some sleep."
Luo Shenyuan rose to wash his face, then returned to dress after a moment, lifting the curtains. Yining had already woken up and felt as if someone had lifted her up and placed her on the bed. She could smell the delicate fragrance of soap, and the hold was firm. She didn't open her eyes, afraid he'd notice she was awake.
When Mother Xu came in with a copper basin to wash her, it was already dawn and Luo Shenyuan had already gone to court.
Yining thought of being lifted up by him and gently placed in his arms. It seemed like she was still a child, wanting to please him so much, always trying to get close to him, and he would eventually have no choice but to pick her up.
Yining was distracted and only came back to life when Fan's mother called her. She just said, "...ask the kitchen to make some nourishing soup with herbs like Gastrodia elata and Codonopsis pilosula."
Mother Fan hesitated: "Is this for my uncle?"
While drinking the porridge, Yi Ning said, "I'll drink it mainly because I need to replenish myself. If he wants to drink it, leave some for him."
She has exhausted so much energy that she is in so much pain that she can't even walk.
Lin Hairu went to Xinqiao Hutong today to give gifts to the Xie family. She couldn't go to Yining. Xie Yun didn't like her, so her presence would only cause trouble. She stood in the courtyard, examining the layout of the backyard. After a while, she felt unsatisfied. She called the housekeeper over and said, "...move those pine trees away; they're blocking the feng shui. Also, buy me some grape seedlings so I can build a grape trellis here."
Yining likes to build a grape trellis in the yard. In the summer, when you enjoy the cool breeze, the branches are full of purple grapes. When they are ripe, they can be picked and distributed to each room and yard.
Aside from the time the steward came to see her, this was the first time Yi Ning had summoned him. The steward hesitated, "Third Madam, can the grapes survive if we build a grape trellis in this autumn..."
Qingqu was holding a fan beside her to block the sun. Yining turned to look at him. When she was at the Duke of Ying's mansion, she had established her prestige. Whatever she said, people would rush to do it. She turned back to look at the dense pine trees, which blocked the sunlight from entering the Winter Warmth Pavilion. "It will survive naturally. Just go and prepare."
The steward nodded and withdrew. This third wife looked young and innocent, and amiable, but when she was serious, she was also very decisive.
There’s nothing wrong with building a grape trellis...but the furnishings in this courtyard were planned by the Third Young Master himself.
When Luo Shenyuan returned from court, the steward hurried over to tell him, "Sir, Madam said today... that she wants to move the pine trees in your courtyard and plant grapevines. You specially moved those three pine trees from Phoenix Ridge, saying it was for feng shui reasons. It took a lot of effort, and I've been hesitant and haven't done it yet."
Luo Shenyuan felt somewhat helpless after hearing this. He smiled and said, "...If she wants to move, then she can move. From now on, whatever she wants to do is up to her. She doesn't need to tell me."
As long as she wasn't bored.
The steward really wanted to ask, what if the Third Madam wants to demolish the house? Do you agree?
How could the Third Young Master, such a principled man, allow his wife to do whatever she wants?
But Luo Shenyuan had already entered the yard, and Lin Yong, who was accompanying him, turned around and whispered to him, "Just listen to the Third Madam and be tactful."
After receiving Lin Yong's instructions, the manager nodded in agreement.
Yi Ning was in the study, checking the mansion's accounts. With Lin Hairu away, they fell under her care. Fortunately, compared to when Wei Ling disappeared, the accounts at the Duke of Ying's mansion were relatively small. Several maids stood by, reconciling the accounts with her. She looked calm and composed, like a housekeeper. There was a small bowl of soup next to her, which she drank from every once in a while.
Luo Shenyuan stood there quietly for a while. Seeing that she was quite busy, he did not disturb her and went to the bathroom to change into his official uniform.
Daimao and her maid Juxiang were sewing outside. Daimao was treated like a half-lady in the Duke of England's mansion, so she wasn't very good at sewing. She asked Juxiang to make her a few more handkerchiefs. Juxiang naturally didn't dare to refuse. Juxiang glanced inside the room and suddenly whispered to Daimao, "Sister Daimao, didn't you say that day that Madam Fan wanted the son-in-law to take you in as a concubine?"
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