Chapter 200

At dusk.

Luo Zijun stepped through the accumulated snow and arrived at Chujian Bookstore.

After Xiao Lan saw him, she was about to call him "Young Master Luo," but suddenly remembering something, she changed her words with some embarrassment: "Young Master-in-law."

"Good girl."

Luo Zijun offered a word of praise and casually ruffled her little head.

Just as he was about to go upstairs, he suddenly remembered something else, stuffed a white dress into the little girl's hands, and whispered, "Go to the backyard and help me wash this clean."

Xiao Lan was stunned, looking at the white dress in her hands.

Luo Zijun said in a low voice, "I bought it specifically for your young lady. I accidentally got it dirty while eating on the street just now. You go wash it clean in secret; don't let your young lady know. I want to give her a surprise later."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Lan nodded hurriedly.

Just as she was about to carry the white dress to the backyard, her nose suddenly sniffed, as if she had caught a scent, and she reached out to touch it; it was sticky on top and looked quite disgusting.

Luo Zijun explained, "Soy milk and wontons. Go wash it quickly; I'll watch the shop for you for a while."

"Oh."

Xiao Lan did not think much of it and immediately carried the white dress to the backyard.

Luo Zijun sat down behind the counter, picked up a book to flip through, and sighed, "It's truly good to have many maidservants."

He then couldn't help but hum: "Having many maids is good, no need to summon them to work at dawn. Serving tea and pouring water, kneading fragrant legs, a flick of the sleeve and a gentle rub, and the weariness fades away. Silk skirts trail on the ground as they turn with the wind, needles and thread fly to embroider the brocade robe. Green clothes wash away the dust, sandalwood mouths sing softly to dispel worries. Sharing the pillow at night to warm the fragrant quilt, murmurs and soft words accompany dreams from afar. Tasting delicacies together behind the curtains, one mouthful of joy, one mouthful of charm. From now on, the Young Master has no worries, his heart at ease and his brows smiling every day..."

"Tsk tsk, Brother Zijun can even sing tunes."

Liu Chujian suddenly came downstairs, her face full of smiles as she said this.

Luo Zijun hurriedly reined in his smug demeanor, put down the book, and said, "I heard a friend sing it at the Academy, and it just popped into my head."

Liu Chujian looked left and right, then asked, "Where is Xiao Lan?"

Luo Zijun said, "She had a stomachache and went to the outhouse. I just happened to come by, so I'm watching the shop for her for a while."

Liu Chujian said, "This afternoon, someone from the Jia Family came and took Yingchun away, saying the old madam missed her and she should go back to stay for two days before coming again."

Luo Zijun said, "She only arrived two days ago and they already miss her?"

Liu Chujian smiled and said, "Is Brother Zijun reluctant to let her go?"

Luo Zijun said, "How could I be reluctant? That's not the case at all."

Liu Chujian stared at him for a few moments, then suddenly smiled again: "Brother Zijun looks to be in a very good mood today. Did Sister Su not hit you?"

Luo Zijun said, "Why would she hit me? Not only did she not hit me, she even gave me a big red envelope. Chujian, where is your red envelope? Give it to me quickly."

Liu Chujian giggled and said, "I don't believe you. Take the red envelope out and let me see."

Luo Zijun pretended to rummage in his sleeves and said, "Come here, I'll show you."

Liu Chujian entered the counter, and just as she was smiling and about to speak, Luo Zijun suddenly reached out, grabbed her, and pulled her into his arms.

"Ah..."

A cry of surprise startled Bi'er upstairs.

Bi'er hurriedly ran down from upstairs and said, "Young Lady, what's wrong?"

Then she saw that inside the counter, a certain scoundrel was holding her young lady in his arms and taking liberties with her.

She immediately turned around and went back upstairs, her face blushing.

Luo Zijun sat on the chair, holding the person in his arms on his lap, and asked, "Do you still want to see the red envelope?"

Liu Chujian blushed and hummed, "Brother Zijun doesn't have one at all."

Just as she finished speaking, she suddenly let out an "ah," her body trembled, her face turned even redder, and she said, "Ice..."

Luo Zijun reached one hand into her clothes and said with an "oh?": "It was just on my person, but now I can't find it; it must have been stolen by you. Is it bulging and swelling here? Are you hiding my big red envelope?"

Liu Chujian laughed coquettishly and swatted at him, struggling while shyly saying, "Don't, a customer might come in in a moment."

Luo Zijun said, "It's already this late, where would there be any customers?"

He then shouted toward upstairs, "Bi'er, come down and close the door."

Bi'er said from upstairs, "Tell Xiao Lan to close it!"

Luo Zijun said, "I'm telling you to close it! What, do you want to marry Zhu Er, the pig butcher at the market, again?"

Bi'er giggled, came downstairs, and without daring to look at the two of them, quickly went over to close the door, slid the bolt, and then ran back upstairs with her head lowered.

By this time, it was already dark outside.

Once the shop door was closed, the light in the room also suddenly dimmed.

Luo Zijun became even more unscrupulous.

Liu Chujian twisted and struggled in his arms while shyly saying, "Brother Zijun, don't... Xiao Lan will be back in a moment..."

Luo Zijun was ignited by the twisting of her delicate, fragrant, and soft body, and seeing the dim light in the room, he suddenly bit her little ear and whispered a few words.

Liu Chujian's face turned even redder, and she shyly said, "No..."

No meant yes.

Luo Zijun began to kiss her, and soon, her body went limp and she stopped struggling.

At this moment, the night curtain fell outside.

After Xiao Lan finished washing the dress in the small courtyard, she carefully hung it up to dry and then returned to the front room.

As soon as she entered the room, she heard some strange sounds coming from behind the counter.

The light in the room was dim.

She did not see clearly and asked in confusion, "Young Master-in-law, what are you doing?"

As she spoke, she walked out from the bookshelf, but suddenly saw an extra figure behind the counter. Looking closely, that figure actually had long hair draped down, was sitting on the Young Master-in-law's lap, and was leaning in the Young Master-in-law's arms—who else could it be but her own young lady?

Just as she was dazed, Bi'er's voice suddenly came from the stairs nearby: "Xiao Lan, come up quickly!"

Xiao Lan was stunned again, then reacted, hurriedly said "oh oh" twice, turned around, and ran upstairs. "Sister Bi'er, I just saw the young lady and the Young Master-in-law kissing downstairs..."

Arriving upstairs, Xiao Lan whispered, her cheeks already burning hot.

Bi'er was also blushing, whispering, "Silly girl, it's more than just kissing... listen..."

"Whoosh—"

A strong wind suddenly blew outside, and the windows upstairs suddenly rattled with a clatter.

Xiao Lan hurriedly ran over and closed the windows.

Bi'er whispered, "Xiao Lan, go boil some water; the Young Lady and the son-in-law will need it in a moment."

"Oh."

Xiao Lan hurriedly went to the corner, opened the air vent under the stove, added some charcoal, and then returned to Bi'er's side, continuing to prick up her ears to listen to the movement downstairs.

It is unknown how much time passed before the kettle on the stove suddenly began to boil, the lid clattering, and the boiling water quickly spraying out from the spout.

Xiao Lan came to her senses and hurriedly went over to pick up the kettle.

!

Bi'er also hurriedly brought over a basin, whispering, "Pour the water; I'll go fetch cold water and get a towel."

Downstairs, it had already become quiet.

The person who had experienced the wind and rain was now lying on the table in front, her long black hair disheveled and her body drenched in fragrant sweat, appearing to have fallen asleep.

Luo Zijun sat on a chair, gently stroking her smooth, sweat-dampened long hair and smooth, fragrant shoulders, whispering, "Chujian, I'm sorry, the wedding ceremony yesterday..."

"Brother Zijun, you shouldn't be apologizing to me..."

"Could it be that girl Bi'er?"

"Pfft..."

Bi'er was just coming in from the backyard with cold water and happened to hear this sentence, immediately bursting into laughter.

Luo Zijun said, "Little girl, what are you laughing at? Why don't you hurry over and help your son-in-law wash up!"

Bi'er hurriedly blushed and fled upstairs.

Luo Zijun held the soft, weak person in his arms, nuzzled with her for a while longer, and then whispered, "I'm leaving; I'll come back in two days."

"Mm, go back and serve that Bai Daxiaojie well, and listen to what she says; after all, Brother Zijun still has to rely on her for a living."

"Mocking your husband, you're asking for a spanking!"

Luo Zijun gave her bottom a slap, making her delicate body tremble and let out an "Ah," before she started giggling "hee hee hee."

"If you mock me again next time, I'll make you kneel on the ground and babble!"

The two played around in each other's arms for a while longer before Luo Zijun finally left.

Liu Chujian lay on the table in a daze, her face full of sweetness.

Bi'er and Xiao Lan then brought the hot water down, one lighting the lamps and the other locking the door.

"The son-in-law is truly hateful, breaking everyone's teacups and getting water everywhere. Xiao Lan, your teacup is broken too; the son-in-law must have done it on purpose."

Bi'er grumbled angrily.

Xiao Lan looked at the floor and also exclaimed in surprise.

Liu Chujian leaned softly against the chair, her cheeks burning red, and did not say a word.

Bai Mansion.

After Luo Zijun returned to Junzi Residence and bathed, just as he was about to go to bed to rest, Zhiyuan suddenly said from outside, "Young Master, the eldest young lady wants you to come over, saying she has something to tell you."

Luo Zijun was a bit exhausted and muttered, "What could be so important that it has to be said in the middle of the night?"

Zhiyuan said, "I heard someone came from the palace today; it seems they are inviting the female relatives of our Four Great Families to the palace to watch a play. I don't know if it's about that."

"The palace?"

Luo Zijun came out of the room and said, "Inviting female relatives to the palace to watch a play? I'm not a female relative."

Zhiyuan laughed, "This servant doesn't know what it's about either; I was just guessing. Young Master, hurry and go."

Luo Zijun had no choice but to go out. He had intended to leave through the courtyard gate, but at that moment, a small door in the adjacent courtyard wall suddenly opened, and Bai Bai poked her head out: "Brother Zijun, come over this way."

It was quite convenient.

However, why was there no bolt on this side?

That is to say, one could open it from that side and enter this side at any time.

Was this intended to monitor him?

As soon as Luo Zijun entered through the small door, Bai Bai blinked her large eyes and said, "Brother Zijun, sugar figurine..."

Luo Zijun: "..."

Bai Bai: "..."

Qingqing stood in the corridor holding her sword with a cold, pretty face. She narrowed her eyes and suddenly walked down the steps, seemingly wanting to attack him, but as soon as she took the first step, her foot slipped, and with a "whoosh," she fell flat on the ground.

"Smack!"

Face-first, covered in snow.

Fortunately, her prominent chest hit the ground first, absorbing much of the force.

She lay on the ground motionless for a few seconds, immediately scrambled up, crossed her arms over her chest, and looked at him with a face as cold as frost and covered in snow.

"I'll buy it next time, definitely!"

Luo Zijun greeted her and immediately went up the steps.

Why would Bai Daxiaojie be looking for him in the middle of the night?

Could it be that she wants him to warm her bed?

(End of this chapter)