Chapter 325 Let him also taste what it's like to be alone in an empty house.
Zhou Congxian said, "Brother-in-law, I have married into the Meng family and am now the son-in-law. How can I stay in the Meng family's residence?"
“Our marriage certificate has been formally approved before His Majesty.”
He finally managed to bring his beloved wife and son back to his side after a long and difficult journey.
She was soft and fragrant, but he had only held her for a few nights.
He had even mastered the exact pattern of Xiaopangxi's nighttime awakenings, and could accurately scoop him up at the first whimper, thus avoiding waking his mother.
He has devoted so much effort to this family!
Now, this brother-in-law who suddenly appeared out of nowhere is actually trying to send him to the guesthouse, not even allowing him to enter.
Where is justice?!
To everyone's surprise, Meng Xingjiang simply snorted coldly after hearing this.
"Young Master Zhou, I'd like to ask you something."
"Were you the one who married my sister back then?"
Zhou Congxian, “…”
To deceive everyone, he was stationed far away at the border.
The wedding ceremony was conducted by Guo Fan's sister, who disguised herself as a man.
This was a secret that they all kept to themselves.
It was also his biggest regret.
Meng Xingjiang: "Yao'er once wrote me a letter, saying that the marriage was just an act."
"I didn't rush back from Dingxian immediately."
“I didn’t carry Yao’er out; it was all an act, so it doesn’t count.”
Zhou Congxian: "...That was just a stopgap measure!"
He squeezed out those words through gritted teeth.
His voice was extremely dry.
Meng Xingjiang remained unmoved.
He made a "please" gesture, his attitude firm and leaving no room for negotiation.
"Before you two are formally married and have paid respects to Heaven and Earth and your parents."
"Young Master Zhou, please go to the guest quarters to rest."
After saying that, he turned around and closed the courtyard gate, even locking it with a "click"!
They bypassed Zhou Congxian and drove away.
"Your Highness should rest early!"
Half an hour later.
A dark figure, like a ghost, silently leaped over the high wall and landed precisely and lightly under the crabapple tree in the courtyard.
Zhou Congxian patted the fallen leaves off his clothes.
You think you can stop him with just a lock? Did he train in martial arts for nothing?
I straightened my slightly disheveled clothes, looked up, and met a pair of smiling eyes by the window.
Meng Shilan, wearing an overcoat, was leaning against the window frame, her eyes revealing an undisguised mischievous smile.
"Our General Zhou, is he... climbing over the wall?"
Zhou Congxian's handsome face instantly turned red.
He strode forward, climbed through the window, pulled her into his arms, and fiercely sealed her lips with his.
He only loosened his grip slightly when the person in his arms began to have difficulty breathing.
His forehead pressed against hers, his voice filled with grievance and resentment.
"Shi Lan, your brother... he's gone too far!"
Meng Shilan smiled, her eyes crinkling, and reached out to smooth his furrowed brows.
"This is the problem?"
Zhou Congxian gritted his teeth. He, a dignified general, was actually forced to climb over his wife's wall in the middle of the night by a weak scholar!
A glint flashed in Zhou Congxian's eyes.
"Men can hold grudges too."
"On the day he marries He Ran..."
"I'm going to make him taste what it's like to be alone in an empty house!"
Zhou Congxian held her tightly in his arms, his chin resting on the top of her head.
His voice was muffled, carrying an overwhelming sense of grievance.
"I never knew that I had to climb over the wall to see my wife in my own home."
He said this as if he had been greatly wronged.
Meng Shilan couldn't help but burst out laughing.
"You're still laughing!"
Zhou Congxian pinched her waist with dissatisfaction, but the force was so gentle that it was like tickling.
Meng Shilan leaned against his warm embrace, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat, and felt a sense of peace in her heart.
She tilted her head back, her watery eyes shining brightly in the dim candlelight.
"My brother just feels sorry for me."
Zhou Congxian paused.
Meng Shilan stretched out her slender fingers and gently traced his strong jawline.
“I fled the capital and finally settled down in Ding County. But Xiao Shu rushed back to the capital. He always felt that I had been wronged and wanted to get revenge for me.”
Her voice was soft, carrying a hint of melancholy, but also a touch of warmth.
“He wasn’t targeting you. He just wanted to tell me that the Meng family will always be my support, and that I will always have his older brother behind me.”
Zhou Congxian fell silent.
The woman's words in his arms were like a warm current, soothing the restlessness and frustration in his heart.
He wasn't unaware of Meng Xingjiang's intentions.
It is precisely because I understand that I am even less able to refute it.
He owed her far more than just a proper wedding.
He tightened his arms around her, pulling her even closer into his embrace, as if trying to embed her into his very bones.
"I know."
His voice was terribly hoarse.
"It's my fault that you've suffered so much."
"Therefore, I absolutely cannot let him succeed!"
Zhou Congxian changed the subject, his tone becoming increasingly vehement.
Night was falling.
A chill seeped in through the cracks in the window frame.
The atmosphere inside the room gradually warmed up with the kiss.
"Mother..."
On the warm kang (heated brick bed), Little Fatty's incoherent babbling could be heard.
The little guy rolled over, smacked his lips, and seemed to be having a sweet dream.
This tiny sound instantly shattered the enchanting atmosphere of the room.
Zhou Congxian froze in place.
Meng Shilan quickly pushed him away, straightened her slightly disheveled clothes, and blushed.
She lowered her voice and said, "It's all your fault, making such a commotion."
Zhou Congxian, “…”
He looked at the culprit who had cooked him alive and then turned around and accused him, and then at his son who was sleeping sprawled out on the heated kang. He felt a lump in his throat, neither able to get up nor down.
He took a deep breath, resigned himself to his fate, and skillfully tucked the blanket around his son.
These were all his misfortunes.
That's enough.
There is ample time.
Anyway, my brother-in-law's wedding is coming up soon.
...
The next morning.
The atmosphere in the main hall of the Duke of Zhenguo's mansion was somewhat subtle.
Meng Yushan sat in the main seat, slowly sipping his porridge.
Meng Xingjiang remained calm and composed, eating his breakfast as if the person opposite him were just a wisp of air.
Zhou Congxian, on the other hand, had a "kind" smile on his face.
He kept serving food to Fu'er and Xiao Pang, seemingly demonstrating his undeniable status at all times.
"Fu'er, eat more of this fish porridge to nourish your body."
"Little Fatty, come here, let Daddy peel an egg for you."
Fu'er nodded obediently, while Xiao Pangxi opened his mouth, waiting to be fed. The two children ate with great relish.
Looking at these two childish men, Meng Shilan felt both amused and helpless.
She served her grandfather a bowl of soup and said softly, "Grandfather, please try this. It's a freshly made yam and pork rib soup from the kitchen; it'll warm you up."
"Okay, okay." Meng Yushan accepted it with a smile.
"Father."
Fu'er chewed on a shrimp dumpling, tilted her little face up, and asked in a clear voice, "Where did you go last night? My brother and I woke up in the middle of the night and didn't see you."
Children's innocent words can be the most deadly.
Upon hearing this, the air in the flower hall instantly froze.
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