Chapter 448: It always needs to be spacious... to feel comfortable and relaxed
Although the steward bet on the wrong horse and lost ten taels of silver, he still smiled from ear to ear.
He cheerfully walked over to the gambling table, looked at the mountain of silver, and called out, "Alright, alright, the excitement is over! Winners, line up and follow the records left by the princess to collect your money from me!"
Those who bet on Tianyi to win immediately lined up happily, while those who bet on Anyi could only retreat in disappointment. However, when they thought of the spiritual spring water promised by the princess, although they didn't know what it was, it must be a good thing since it made the two major secret guards fight for it. The depression of losing money disappeared in an instant. However, the secret guards of the An brand were somewhat dissatisfied that their boss actually lost.
Tianyi looked at the direction where the two masters disappeared and breathed a sigh of relief. Then he walked over to Anyi, who was still holding the precious jar with a complicated expression on his face. He patted his shoulder and whispered, "Brother, I'm sorry for what happened just now. I had no choice."
An Yi snorted in annoyance and turned his head away: "Humph! If it weren't for the master... cough! How could you have won so easily? It's an unfair victory!"
Tianyi smiled helplessly, moved closer, and lowered his voice: "Think about what the bet is between the princess and the master? If I really lose, the master will have to sleep alone in the study tonight! If the master really sleeps on the bench all night, the anger... Even if you win, do you think you can bear it?" He made a gesture of wiping his neck.
When An Yi heard this, he shuddered and instantly felt that the pain in his shoulder was not so severe, and the frustration in his heart was mostly gone.
He shrank his neck and muttered softly, "...The master is really... too shameless! He can't afford to lose!" His voice was as small as a mosquito's hum.
Tianyi raised his eyebrows mischievously: "Then why didn't you complain loudly in front of the master and the princess just now?"
An Yi was choked and speechless. He could only glare at Tian Yi fiercely, hugging the big jar tightly in his arms. His figure flashed, and he disappeared silently into the shadow of the corridor like ink blending into the water.
The excitement is over and the noise is dying down.
Tianyi stood there, his eyes casually sweeping across the rockery next to him.
Under the cold moonlight, he saw a familiar wine gourd lying quietly between the rocks. It was the one he had accidentally left there when he and An Yi were fighting for it.
He walked over, bent down to pick it up, and stroked the cold wall of the gourd with his fingertips. Thinking of the chaos tonight, he couldn't help but shake his head and laugh, and turned around to blend into the night.
Back in the master bedroom, Mo Liyuan's deep eyes, like a deep pool, quietly gazed at Lan Xiyue in his arms. A gentle arc appeared at the corner of his lips, and his fingertips gently brushed across her slightly furrowed brows, "Yu'er?"
Lan Xiyue could only respond softly, "Husband, husband, husband..." She called out countless times, glaring at the smiling man with a reproachful look, "Is that all right?"
In response to her, Mo Liyuan let out a low laugh.
He leaned over, and his warm lips gently covered hers with an undeniable tenderness.
The scents blend together, like orchid and musk, and the warmth quietly fills the room. In the silence, only each other's heartbeats and breathing remain.
After an unknown amount of time, Lan Xiyue finally became exhausted and fell into a dark dream.
Mo Liyuan's eyes were full of love and affection. He carefully picked her up and walked steadily into the hot spring.
In the mist, he washed her with extremely gentle movements, as if she were a rare treasure.
After wiping off the water droplets and changing into her pajamas, he gently placed her back into the quilt.
He lay down on his side, holding her soft body in his arms, feeling the comfort, and closed his eyes contentedly.
The next morning, Mo Liyuan had already woken up. His eyes lingered on the peaceful sleeping face in his arms, and the smile on the corner of his lips lingered for a long time.
He casually picked up a strand of her inky black hair that was scattered on the pillow and gently scratched her delicate cheek with the end of her hair.
Lan Xiyue felt an unbearable itch and raised her hand unconsciously.
Mo Liyuan's smile deepened, with a hint of mischief, and he continued to tease her with her hair persistently.
Unable to bear the annoyance, Lan Xiyue finally opened her eyes irritably, and met a pair of eyes filled with smiles and playfulness.
"Mo Liyuan, you..." She spoke in a slightly hoarse voice, a hint of anger from just waking up.
Before she could finish, Mo Liyuan lowered his head and placed a kiss as light as a feather on her smooth forehead. His voice was low and coaxing: "Yuer, have you forgotten what you promised your husband last night? Hmm?" The last tone rose slightly, with the hoarse magnetism unique to the morning.
Lan Xiyue was extremely helpless and pushed his strong chest: "Husband! Disturbing someone's sweet sleep is not a gentleman's behavior!" There was a mixture of shame and anger in her tone.
Mo Liyuan's palm was warm and generous, gently smoothing her slightly furrowed brow. "Don't worry, Yue'er. The new furniture is all ready. I thought we could go put it away together when you wake up, okay?"
Lan Xiyue curled her lips and muttered softly, "There's no need to disturb my sweet sleep so early. You were like that last night..." Before she could finish her words, she only snorted softly, a blush on her cheeks, showing her shame and annoyance.
Mo Liyuan's smile deepened upon hearing this. "I do need to go out and take care of some business later. I just want to have breakfast with Yue'er. After you finish your meal, you can come back and catch up on some sleep. Okay?"
What else could Lan Xiyue say? She could only obey and stand up.
After calling Chuchun and Chuxia in to help them wash up, the two of them went to the side hall to have their meal.
The table was filled with a dazzling array of exquisite side dishes. Mo Liyuan picked up a round, plump bun with a thin skin and thick filling and placed it in the white jade bowl in front of Lan Xiyue. He spoke tenderly, "My lady, eat slowly. Be careful not to burn yourself."
Lan Xiyue's ears felt slightly hot when she heard this, but she pretended to be calm and picked up the silver chopsticks: "Thank you, husband."
Mo Liyuan's eyes flickered with a smile, "Madam, why do you need to be polite to your husband?"
Lan Xiyue snorted lightly, said no more, and concentrated on the delicious food in the bowl.
After the meal, Mo Liyuan naturally took Lan Xiyue's hand and walked to a quiet and secluded courtyard in the backyard.
This place is shaded by green trees and few people come here.
He flicked his robe sleeves lightly, and the door opened in response, and a light, elegant scent unique to new wood blew in.
As she stepped into the house, Lan Xiyue saw at a glance an extremely large, exquisitely carved rosewood bed placed in the center, with curtains hanging down like clouds.
She couldn't help but twitch her lips slightly. She turned to look at the person beside her, her eyes full of inquiry: "Is the size of this bed too... grand?"
Mo Liyuan raised his sword-like eyebrows slightly, leaned over and whispered in her ear, his warm breath brushing against the sensitive earlobe, with a hint of cunning: "It was specially built with great care, thinking that when you rest in the space in the future, it must be spacious... to feel comfortable and relaxed." He paused deliberately, hinting at something.
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