Yin Hui’s heart was pounding; that man was so powerful, he still had enough strength after farming all morning. After she placed Ning next to her sleeping sons and looked at the side for a while to make sure that the three children were fast asleep, Yin Hui quietly left, closed the door, and headed to the west room.
When she got to the door, she heard a slight sound of water coming from inside. Maybe she drank too much fish soup, so Yin Hui only felt her face getting hotter. She lifted the curtain and walked in. When she raised her head, she met Wei Luo’s undressed back. At the same moment, Wei Luo also turned around, saw her, and said in a low voice, “Let’s unbolt the latch.”
Yin Hui lowered her eyes, turned around, and gently inserted the latch, so as not to wake up the children over there with a sound.
There was also a layer of door curtain inside, and once it was put down, the situation inside couldn’t be seen clearly from the outside.
As soon as she was done, Wei Luo called her again and asked her to go over and help him wipe himself.
Yin Hui seemed to have no reason to refuse.
When standing in front of him, the heat from his body rushed towards her, and Yin Hui suddenly remembered their wedding night. The first time she undressed him, she was so nervous.
“What were you talking about in bed this morning?” Wei Luo looked at her slightly trembling eyelashes and asked suddenly.
Yin Hui shook her head and knew what he was referring to.
He was dressed like a farmer, and she made a joke on a whim.
“I didn’t say anything,” Yin Hui said in a perfunctory way, wiping with less force.
Wei Luo grabbed her hand, saying, “You asked me where I got in from.”
Yin Hui did say that, but she didn’t feel anything when she said it. Now hearing him repeat it, Yin Hui’s face was on fire, wishing she could find a crack in the ground and drill in.
The embarrassment caused a layer of begonia powder to float on her neck.
Wei Luo pulled her into his arms, grabbed the hand she subconsciously used to push him, leaned over to her ear, and said, “Princess Shu is noble, why don’t you come to serve me, a barbarian?”
With that said, he actually treated her like a barbarian.
In a trance, Yin Hui also felt as if she had transformed into a noble and beautiful yet powerless princess, unfamiliar with her own circumstances. The servants, guards, and even her husband who typically surrounded her disappeared, leaving only one barbarian who had intruded.
When Yin Hui was awakened by the sound of him getting up, she opened her eyes sleepily and vaguely saw a tall figure standing beside the bed, putting on clothes.
Because the clothes were very unfamiliar, Yin Hui shrank instinctively inside.
When Wei Luo saw it, a smile appeared in his eyes. Did she really think of him as some kind of a barbarian?
Yin Hui recognized him the next moment and didn’t miss his brief smile. When some images appeared in her mind, Yin Hui glared at him, grabbed the quilt, and covered the top of her head. Wei Luo didn’t care. He went out to make sure the children were still asleep, checked the yard again, then turned back and sat by the bed.
Yin Hui lay with her back to him and asked, “What time is it?”
Wei Luo said, “It’s getting late; I’ll send someone to bring the saplings after you clean up.”
He was actually urging her to get up.
There were only three shabby courtyards in Taoran Hall. When the gardeners walk around the yards later, if Princess Shu would sleep soundly in it, how decent was that?
Yin Hui snorted, “Is the lord afraid that some rough man will come in again?”
Wei Luo pinched her ears. He could be a rough man himself, a real rough man, but he didn’t even have the slightest chance of being close to bullying her.
After making a fuss, Yin Hui also knew that it was time to get down to business, so she turned around in the bed and asked him to sit at the table.
Wei Luo also sat down, drinking tea while watching her hide behind the curtain, putting back her clothes one by one.
After a while, the couple came out in neat clothes, and Wei Luo went to the backyard to watch the gardeners bring in the fruit trees for transplanting with soil, including cherry, peach, jujube, and orange trees, two of each kind.
When Chang Feng led the gardeners back down, Xiao Heng and his brother and sister also woke up, happily watching their father plant fruit trees.
Yin Hui also followed the children to see. Wei Hao rolled up his sleeves and dug eight tree pits next to the corner of the wall. The Majestic Shu became more proficient in swinging a shovel.
“Father, can we eat cherries this year?” Xiao Xun asked greedily.
Wei Luo looked at the two cherry trees that were not as thick as Xiao Ning’s arms and speculated, “Next year.”
When he said this, Xiao Heng, Xiao Xun, and Xiao Ning surrounded a cherry tree in a circle. Walking around, they all looked up at the cherry branches with their small faces up.
Yin Hui’s gaze was fixed on Xiao Heng’s small face.
In this new life, she could accompany the three children to wait for next year’s cherries to ripen. In the previous life, did Xiao Heng in the previous life still have a mother?
A breeze blew, and the tender green leaves of the cherry trees shook slightly.