Chapter 303: Getting Along (2)

Mo Bai happened to come out from the courtyard at this time. Seeing the group of people outside who were clearly still wanting more, he knew what they wanted to do. Without needing to say much, Mo Bai stood side-by-side with Jing Sa, the two of them blocking the small courtyard gate tightly from left and right.

Lou Xiwu had thin skin. Being spoken to like that by Qi Tianyu, her already flushed face was now almost burning. Glaring at him in annoyance, Lou Xiwu shouted, "You only know how to make fun of people! If you're really capable, find a way to get past these two door gods!"

Qi Tianyu raised his eyebrows slightly. Getting past them was impossible. When it came to martial arts, if it were only Jing Sa, he could try, but now that Mo Bai was here too, he definitely wouldn't be a match. Looking back at the group of people behind him waiting to see a good show, he knew they wouldn't help. Qi Tianyu sighed, he'd have to rely on himself.

After pondering for a moment, Qi Tianyu suddenly smiled cunningly: "I have a way!"

After saying this, Qi Tianyu turned and ran toward the backyard. Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what he was going to do, but seeing his confident look just now, they became a bit curious and expectant.

Outside the Lanyue Lou courtyard, the group of idle people couldn't get in and refused to leave, standing in front of Lanyue Lou waiting to see what this so-called "way" of Qi Tianyu's was.

Before long, Qi Tianyu walked over with a big smile, holding two wooden basins and dragging a few tree branches thinner than a woman's wrist. Everyone was confused—what kind of way was this?

Placing the wooden basins on the ground, Qi Tianyu shoved the tree branches into the hands of Su Ling and Yan Hongtian, who were still looking confused, and said triumphantly, "We can't get in, so let's make them come out!"

Gu Yun glanced sideways at Qi Tianyu with a look of "looking at an idiot": "Come out? How?" An inch of time on a wedding night is worth a thousand gold; at a time like this, it would be a ghost if Lou Xiyan were willing to come out. Qingfeng also found this person quite interesting.

Qi Tianyu chuckled. Amidst the confused gazes of the crowd, he raised a tree branch, banging it against the wooden basin to make a strange *peng-peng* sound, while shouting at the top of his lungs: "Fire! Fire! Come save the fire!"

"Come quickly! Save the fire!" In the silent night, the abrupt shouting immediately pierced the night sky, full of penetrating power.

Watching Qi Tianyu, who was banging the wooden basin while shouting with all his might, Gu Yun stroked her forehead in a daze and sighed, "Heaven..." How could Lou Xiyan have such an idiotic, damaging friend?

Lou Xiwu was also stunned. Was this the way Brother Qi was talking about?

Although this so-called way was truly both idiotic and boring, for two men who had been drinking all night and were in high spirits, such crazy behavior seemed quite attractive. Seeing Su Ling and Yan Hongtian look at each other, they actually waved the tree branches in their hands, banging on the wooden basins while howling. Gu Yun and Qingfeng retreated to the side, not knowing whether to laugh or cry. Qingfeng had never seen Yan Hongtian like this; she couldn't imagine he was also this crazy, and she couldn't help but laugh.

Hearing the calls, the servants and guards of the Prime Minister's mansion rushed over, some carrying water buckets and wooden basins. But upon seeing the scene before them, everyone was stunned.

Steward Jing and Guard Mo glared at the few people shouting in front of the courtyard with dark faces, but they didn't dare to step forward to stop them. The people "causing trouble" were the Emperor, General Su, and the Master's good friend, Young Master Qi. What were they supposed to do?!

Thus, in front of Lanyue Lou, a few men were acting like drunks, a group of servants were clueless, and in the middle of the night, the Prime Minister's mansion was in a state of chaos.

They messed around for the whole night, and Lou Xiyan naturally didn't show his face. An inch of time on a wedding night is worth a thousand gold; they were just having fun, and once they had enough, they dispersed.

Having been restless all day yesterday and sleeping on the recliner all night, and then waking up early today, Qingfeng didn't feel tired after seeing her sisters in the afternoon. Now, huddled in the carriage, she felt so tired she was about to faint. She leaned against the carriage window, wanting to take a nap. Just as she leaned over, her shoulder felt heavy, and Yan Hongtian pulled her over. He smelled of alcohol, but he didn't hold Qingfeng in his arms, only letting her lie halfway on his lap while he continued to lean against the carriage and close his eyes to rest.

Yan Hongtian had also drunk a lot of wine today, but the aura about him was completely different from last night. Yesterday, she didn't even dare to get close to him, but at this moment, she could sleep peacefully resting on him. Perhaps she was too tired; Qingfeng didn't think about why and fell into a deep sleep.

"Gao Jin, slow down."

Listening to the deliberately lowered voice inside the carriage, Gao Jin pulled the reins lightly, and the four fine horses that could travel a thousand miles a day trotted along the quiet street—or to be precise, walked...

Qingfeng didn't expect that she could sleep so soundly in the carriage, and only woke up faintly when she was picked up by Yan Hongtian. Fuling had been guarding the palace gate and hurried up to meet them when she saw them return. The master quietly allowed the Emperor to carry her into the courtyard. Fuling didn't know where they had gone today, but in the way the two looked at each other, there seemed to be something more; they were no longer as confrontational as they used to be.

Fuling walked in front and pushed open the door, but the Emperor didn't carry the master inside, instead placing her on the swing under the big tree. Fuling broke out in a cold sweat. The master's body couldn't handle swinging on a swing right now! Just as she was struggling with whether to go up and remind him, she saw the Emperor standing beside the swing, leaning lightly against the tree trunk, pushing Qingfeng gently with one hand. The soft force was controlled very well, and the swing only swayed slightly.

Qingfeng guessed that Yan Hongtian was drunk; otherwise, why would he help her push the swing? Perhaps because she saw her sister and Lou Xiyan finally married, Qingfeng was in a particularly good mood. She sat obediently on the swing, letting the corners of her skirt flutter and her hair drift, a faint smile blooming on her lips.

Under the moonlight, the figures of the two were a bit blurry. One sitting, one standing, without eye contact or verbal communication, yet they appeared so harmonious. Fuling watched quietly for a while and then withdrew, not wanting to disturb this rare tranquility.

"Ugh—" Qingfeng suddenly gave a light cry. Seeing her body suddenly stiffen and her gaze fixed on her belly with an unusual expression, Yan Hongtian supported her shoulder, stopped the swing, and asked, "What's wrong?"

Yesterday it was still a faint, almost non-existent movement, but today it seemed much stronger. Qingfeng was stunned for a moment and replied, "He... kicked me..."

"He can kick people? Let me feel." As he said this, his large hand stroked Qingfeng's belly. Yan Hongtian only felt a scorching heat under his hand, unlike the soft and silky touch of the past, appearing somewhat taut, but he didn't feel any other unusual movements. Yan Hongtian frowned: "Nothing?"

His hand was pressed tightly against her belly, as if he were very seriously feeling it, completely different from the caresses during their intimate moments in the past. Qingfeng blushed and whispered, "He doesn't kick often..."

"He really can kick people?" Yan Hongtian clearly still didn't quite believe it, "Does it hurt?"

"No... it doesn't hurt." Yan Hongtian kept staring at her belly, his fingers still rubbing against it as if by chance. Qingfeng's face grew redder and redder, and she reached out to grab Yan Hongtian's wrist, wanting to take his hand off her belly.

Yan Hongtian remained unmoved, his hand still firmly pressed against Qingfeng's belly. After a long while, he still didn't feel any movement. Yan Hongtian frowned: "Why isn't he kicking?"

Qingfeng was annoyed and embarrassed: "He's not kicking all the time!"

Yan Hongtian thought about it—that was true. If he were kicking all the time, would Qingfeng still be alive? Clearly, he didn't know what it meant for a child in the belly to kick. Withdrawing his hand sheepishly, Yan Hongtian asked again, "Then, when does he usually kick?"

Yan Hongtian asked seriously, but Qingfeng was left not knowing whether to laugh or cry: "How would I know."

"Even you don't know?" Yan Hongtian's sword-like brows furrowed: "I'll summon Huang Jiao tomorrow to ask."

"..."

Today she saw very clearly that Lou Xiyan was truly good to her sister, and her sister would not suffer following him. Although Su Ling was not as thoughtful as Lou Xiyan, he should be a devoted person. If he truly had feelings for her little sister, he would certainly be single-minded. Her little sister wouldn't have to face the jealousy and fighting among concubines in the future, which was also a fortunate thing. As for her... Qingfeng looked at the man beside her who was still staring at her belly, and the corners of her mouth lifted unconsciously. Yan Hongtian couldn't be considered a good man worth entrusting her life to, but he wasn't as tyrannical and heartless as she had originally thought. If life could continue like this, it wouldn't be bad...

"Your Majesty, it is time for the morning court."

A fixed time, a fixed voice, even the tone didn't change. Qingfeng finally knew why, no matter how tired he was the day before or how late he slept, Yan Hongtian could wake up immediately the moment this voice sounded for the first time. If you heard the same voice at the same time every day for ten years, you would wake up too. Now, even she would wake up for a while at this time.

"Come in."

Feeling Yan Hongtian get up, the eunuchs entered to serve him in dressing and crowning. Qingfeng opened her eyes lightly. She didn't know if it was because she was too tired yesterday or if she had caught a cold, but her head was throbbing slightly. Qingfeng couldn't help but let out a light hum and closed her eyes again, her hand gently rubbing her temples.

"What's wrong?" The curtains moved slightly, and a deep voice sounded in her ear.

Qingfeng was startled. Opening her eyes, she saw Yan Hongtian sitting on the edge of the bed. He was wearing bright yellow court robes, a purple-gold jade crown on his head, and a white jade belt around his waist, completely different from his usual ink-black casual clothes. His whole body exuded the heroic and majestic style of a king, so dazzling that Qingfeng's breathing tightened for some reason. She quickly closed her eyes again, and it was a long while before she murmured in reply: "My head hurts a little."

She must have caught a cold last night. "I'll summon Huang Jiao to take a look at you in a while." Yan Hongtian raised his hand to touch Qingfeng's smooth forehead. Feeling that the temperature hadn't risen, his tightly furrowed brows relaxed a little.

Pulling down the hand that was touching her forehead, feeling that she could breathe smoothly again, Qingfeng opened her eyes and replied: "I heard he is concentrating on studying the Medicine Classics and is going to Fengming Mountain to search for medicine next month. There's no need to trouble him for this little cold. I'll just summon other imperial physicians to take a look later."

"That's fine, you sleep a little longer." Pulling the thin quilt to cover her, leaving behind this sentence, Yan Hongtian lifted the curtains and strode away.

Qingfeng lay on the bed, tossing and turning, but couldn't fall asleep. He hadn't actually done or said anything just now, so why was her heart beating so fast? When did she start having a racing heart because of Yan Hongtian? Was this okay?

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