Chapter 301: The good things Chen Yan sent, good treasures that help with bedroom affairs

Jin Prince Mansion.

The golden osmanthus under the corridor fell all over the ground, fragrant to the point of being greasy.

Yuwen Ze was leaning obliquely on the couch, turning a white jade chess piece in his hand, listening to the rustling sound of the embroiderers flying needles and running threads outside the window, his brows already twisted into a knot.

"Prince Heir, it's time to try the wedding robe..." Steward Fu bowed his waist, holding a gold-painted lacquer box in his hands, his voice carrying twelve parts of caution.

Yuwen Ze didn't even lift his eyelids, the chess piece "clattering" onto the chessboard: "Try? Try again? You tell me, which time is this?"

"Returning to Prince Heir, this is... the seventh time." Steward Fu's voice was lower, "The embroiderer said that this time the gold thread is brighter than the previous two times, and the mandarin ducks on the collar have also been patched with pearls; you must wear it yourself to see if it fits."

Even Steward Fu was a bit guilty.

"Fits, how could it not fit?" Yuwen Ze sat up abruptly, the sleeve of his dark casual robe sweeping across the chessboard, causing the chess pieces to roll all over the floor.

"When trying it on the previous two times, you said 'the collar is loose' 'the hem is long,' and after changing it, you said 'the pearls are not bright enough'—does it mean my body is made of dough, changing every day?"

Saying this, he glanced at that lacquer box; a corner of the red robe in the box was exposed, the gold thread shining blindingly in the sunlight.

It really couldn't be blamed on Yuwen Ze for being impatient.

No matter how good a person's temper was, being repeatedly tormented like this would also become irritable.

Steward Fu's voice was as thin as a mosquito, but it pierced into Yuwen Ze's ears like a needle: "Prince Heir, this grand wedding is a marriage alliance with the Dugu clan..."

"The Prince specifically ordered that all aspects must be decent, and there must be no mistakes!"

Although the struggle between the two sides had almost progressed to white-hot heat.

But after all, they were all in high positions, so the harmony and decency on the surface still had to be maintained...

The person on the couch stiffened abruptly, then as if all his strength had been drained, he turned over slowly, staring at the intertwined lotus embroidery on the top of the bed, his eyes filled with a gray, misty helplessness, "Try, try, try!"

After saying this, he scrambled up, the lapels of his dark casual robe crooked, his hair as messy as a chicken coop, urging: "Come and change it quickly!"

It was the appearance of resigning himself to fate.

His whole body carried a sense of life being loveless.

Two maids holding the wedding robe lowered their heads and walked up, their footsteps as light as cats.

"Does this set fit?"

Yuwen Ze let the maids fiddle with the wedding robe on his body, helplessly saying: "If it doesn't work, then the next set..."

Just at this moment, a teasing voice came from behind:

"How come someone is getting married and still has such a big temper?"

"Standing and talking doesn't hurt the waist, you come and be tormented and try..." Yuwen Ze heard this, rolled his eyes, and blurted out subconsciously.

Only after he said it did he suddenly notice the familiarity, surprised: "This voice is... Big Brother?!"

He might mistake others, but how could he not recognize his own Big Brother?

Saying this, he turned his head immediately.

What came into view was a lazy young man leaning against the door frame.

"You kid, wearing this bright red wedding robe, you actually look quite decent!"

Chen Yan walked up, sized Yuwen Ze up from front to back, nodded involuntarily, and praised: "Not bad!"

"Greetings, Supervisor Chen!"

The surrounding maids and servants bowed respectfully to him immediately.

Most of them recognized Chen Yan; even if they didn't recognize him, they knew who the Big Brother in their Prince Heir's mouth was.

Moreover, the Prince had specifically ordered that this Supervisor Chen could enter the mansion without reporting...

"Big Brother, why did you come here?"

Yuwen Ze's eyes lit up instantly; that bit of impatience just now was like smoke blown away by the wind, not a bit left; his face bloomed with a smile, and even his voice carried joy: "And you didn't say anything in advance, so Little Brother could go to greet you!"

It could be called a master of changing faces.

"Nothing to do, so I just dropped by to take a look!"

Chen Yan laughed indifferently and replied.

He paused, as if remembering something, and exhorted: "A Ze, you are an adult now, you still have to be calm and composed..."

"You have to be able to sit still and be calm!"

Do not let your joy and anger be easily revealed.

It is a necessary quality for a person in a high position.

"Big Brother's lesson is absolutely right!"

Yuwen Ze scratched his head and nodded obediently.

"This Supervisor Chen comes, and the Prince Heir's temper just now is gone..."

Steward Fu looked at his own Prince Heir, who was furious a moment ago but was now smiling like a child, and stood stunned in place, only reacting after a long while, sighing in his heart.

Sure enough, in this world, there is truly one thing that subdues another!

"Young Master, the things have all been piled up in the courtyard..."

Zhu Yi walked in, dressed in dark martial attire, and reported.

"Good." Chen Yan nodded and replied.

"Big Brother, how much did you move here?" Yuwen Ze keenly captured the keyword and looked at Zhu Yi, asking.

Being able to use the word "pile," the quantity was likely not small.

Lu Cangfeng, standing by the door, poked his head out, looked into the distance, and said: "Prince Heir, the Wei Duke Mansion's private soldiers carried over a dozen large boxes..."

"Filled with all kinds of rare treasures!"

"So many?!" Yuwen Ze was startled, blinked his eyes, and joked: "Big Brother, you wouldn't be using Little Brother's wedding as an excuse to specifically come to bribe Father, right?"

Within his words was full of teasing.

"That's right!"

Chen Yan cooperated extremely well and nodded.

"Then I must go and take a look!"

Yuwen Ze grabbed Chen Yan's arm and walked straight outside, "Go, go, go!"

"Prince Heir, the wedding robe hasn't been tried on yet!"

Steward Fu looked at the brocade boxes that hadn't been opened yet in the maid's hands and shouted toward his own Prince Heir's back.

"My Big Brother is here, what is there to try!" Yuwen Ze didn't look back and said loudly, "We'll talk about it later!"

Finally grabbing an excuse to escape.

How could he stay there any longer?

Even if Father asked later, he could say righteously that it was to accompany Big Brother!

In the courtyard.

"Greetings, Prince Heir!"

The Prince Mansion's personal guards and the Duke Mansion's private soldiers saw Yuwen Ze walking over and all bowed respectfully to him.

"No need for formalities!"

Yuwen Ze waved his hand, impatiently pushing aside these guys who were blocking his view; immediately, eighteen vermilion-painted gold-painted large boxes came into view.

Piled in rows in the courtyard, the corners of the boxes were wrapped in thick copper, and the locks were still hung with gold-stamped seals; one could tell at a glance that they didn't contain ordinary things.

Chen Yan raised his hand slightly, signaling them to open the boxes.

The first box was opened, instantly blinding people—the gold ingots in the box were neatly arranged, with red velvet cloth padded underneath; the golden light spilled out through the box opening, reflecting the osmanthus petals in the courtyard with a warm color.

The second box contained gemstones of various colors—pigeon-blood agates, pigeon-egg-sized pearls, and transparent jade, piled like a small mountain; when the sunlight shone on them, they refracted seven-colored light, making one's eyes dizzy.

The third box was padded with red velvet, holding more than a dozen pairs of mutton-fat jade discs, the jade texture as warm as congealed fat, the edges inlaid with gold thread as fine as hair.

Looking further back, there were jade ornaments, pearl strings, gemstone-inlaid belt hooks...

There was even a box containing night-shining pearls contributed by the Western Regions, which glowed faintly even in the daytime, reflecting a soft light on the brocade at the bottom of the box.

"Heavens!"

Yuwen Ze clicked his tongue in wonder, reaching out to pick up a string of eastern pearls; the pearls were round and plump, all of the same size, heavy in his hand: "Big Brother, aren't these wedding gifts too many and too precious!"

"A Ze, you are wrong..."

Chen Yan hugged his chest with both hands, looking at his shocked appearance, laughter in his eyes: "These aren't wedding gifts!"

"Then what are these...?" Yuwen Ze asked suspiciously.

"Betrothal gifts!"

"Ah?" Yuwen Ze was startled, blinked his eyes, "Betrothal gifts?"

Chen Yan laughed indifferently, his eyes full of doting, and said: "I am your brother, you are my brother; as an older brother preparing a betrothal gift for a younger brother, isn't it only right and proper?"

After getting along for so long, plus the Grand Chancellor's kindness toward him, Chen Yan truly regarded this silly kid as family.

"Big Brother!" Yuwen Ze sniffed, turning his face away to look at those boxes, but his eye sockets became hotter and hotter, full of emotion.

Besides Father, only Big Brother treated him this well.

"Of course, the wedding gift for the wedding day is separate!" Chen Yan's mouth curled slightly upward, changing the subject.

He paused, then continued: "I am preparing to discuss with the Grand Chancellor to have these all incorporated into your private treasury!"

"You are an adult now, how can you not have money that you can spend at will?"

Saying this, he raised his hand and pointed at those boxes.

"Big Brother is still the best to me!" Yuwen Ze was full of emotion.

Not only did he wave his hand to prepare so much, but he also considered it from his perspective...

There is only Big Brother in the world, and a child with a Big Brother is like a treasure.

"Sending you another good thing!"

Chen Yan fished a small white porcelain bottle from his bosom, and after exchanging a look with Zhu Yi, laughed.

"Big Brother, what is inside this small porcelain bottle?"

Yuwen Ze captured the strangeness in the two's expressions and asked cautiously: "Why are you and Zhu Yi laughing so strangely?"

There was ten thousand parts of wrongness in one hundred parts.

"A good treasure that helps with bedroom affairs!" Chen Yan's eyes flashed with cunning, meaningfully.

Yuwen Ze vaguely guessed something and asked tentatively: "It wouldn't be... aphrodisiac, right?!"

"Exactly!" Chen Yan snapped his fingers and affirmed decisively.

Yuwen Ze: "???" ===== CHAPTER 302 =====

Yuwen Ze: "???"