How could she think he was a good person?

When Feng Xingyuan returned to the Si Kong Mansion, it was already the亥 (hài) hour (9-11 pm).

The Si Kong Mansion was empty and quiet, only Lu Weimian’s room was still lit.

The maidservant on duty relayed Lu Weimian’s words to him.

Feng Xingyuan entered the room without a word.

The side room was connected to Lu Weimian’s bedroom. She was already asleep.

She seemed to be sleeping soundly; he didn’t wake her up when he entered.

Feng Xingyuan stared intently at the sleeping figure under the red gauze curtain, his eyes carrying an imperceptible scrutiny.

He paused by her bed for a moment, then casually extinguished the bedside lamp.

Lu Weimian’s peaceful dream was invaded at this moment.

Like powerful climbing vines, grabbing her ankles, pulling her into the abyss without warning.

She had another nightmare.

She dreamed of the scene of being tied up and devoured by that villain.

Lu Weimian suddenly sat up from her sleep.

She found that the bedside lamp was already extinguished, the cold moonlight illuminating half of the room.

Lu Weimian got up, wanting to light a lamp, but couldn’t find the tinder.

She leaned on the table to regain her composure, realizing that her hands were trembling, and her body was terribly cold.

Lu Weimian looked around and unexpectedly saw the open door of the side room, which was now closed.

The incense also contained a faint scent of tea.

He was back.

Lu Weimian realized.

The fear of the cold night and the nightmare overwhelmed her reason.

Like a child who had lost her sense of security, she hugged her pillow and cautiously walked to the side room.

Feng Xingyuan was lying on the bed, which was filled with the scent of jasmine, his eyes closed, feeling somewhat uncomfortable.

The sound of footsteps came from outside, inopportunely.

Feng Xingyuan opened his eyes alertly, before he could react.

The jasmine scent beside him suddenly intensified, overwhelming his sense of smell.

Then, a soft mass cautiously burrowed into his quilt.

In the darkness, Feng Xingyuan’s gaze met a pair of wet eyes.

Lu Weimian probably felt it was abrupt, but she didn’t dare to go back to her own bed, “I’m scared.”

Feng Xingyuan looked at her, “Madam coming over like this, I should be the one who’s scared.”

Lu Weimian thought he was referring to her grabbing the Hehuan wine on their wedding night.

She gently tugged at his clothes, her voice still soft from just waking up, with the unease of being frightened, pitifully, “I had a nightmare. Usually, Grandma Sun would accompany me, but you’re here, and I can’t let them come in to sleep.”

She assured him, “You accompany me to sleep tonight, I won’t do anything to you.”

Feng Xingyuan saw that her hair was disheveled, unlike her usual neatness, like a bird’s nest, and she had come running over in a mess.

“What did you dream about?”

Lu Weimian sniffed, “I dreamed of a bad guy.”

She didn’t want to elaborate, her fingers tightening around his sleeve, clutching his sleeve in her palm, “Don’t ask, since we’re married, can’t you just accompany me?”

Feng Xingyuan felt that she was acting spoiled a little too much.

Seeing that he still didn’t react, Lu Weimian lowered her head, as if she had undergone a great deal of mental struggle and compromise, untied her nightgown, revealing her slender and delicate neck and shoulders, “Otherwise, I can let you bite me again.”

She endured her shyness, thinking that in the dark, he wouldn’t see much.

Unbeknownst to her, Feng Xingyuan didn’t wear a mask at night, his heterochromia iridum gave him excellent night vision.

In the dark side room, Lu Weimian lowered her head with a red face, her nightgown loosely hanging on her shoulders, revealing a piece of jade-like, smooth and white skin, a thin light-colored strap hanging on her neck and collarbone, and the curves beneath…

Everything was clear.

Lu Weimian couldn’t help but say, “You, you, you can be gentler this time, okay?”

Feng Xingyuan looked away, pulled the quilt over and lay down, concisely saying two words, “Sleep.”

Lu Weimian pricked up her ears, confirming, realizing that he seemed to have agreed.

And he didn’t bite her.

Lu Weimian’s heart fluttered, and she took the initiative to climb over Feng Xingyuan and lay down on the bed.

In the darkness, she secretly looked up at him, finding that he was still lying flat.

In the silent side room, the girl’s very soft voice sounded, “Thank you, Feng Zhen.”

Her voice was very close, making his ears itch.

Feng Xingyuan slowly opened his eyes.

He didn’t understand what there was to thank him for.

No one had ever thanked him.

This little girl seemed to like to lure him with a sweet date from time to time.

*

The next morning, just before dawn, Feng Xingyuan was half-asleep when he felt something wrapped around him.

Like a mountain stream nymph, cool and smooth, warm to the touch, making his body feel heavy.

Feng Xingyuan opened his eyes, about to get angry, and turned his head to hear a soft hum.

Her forehead was against his shoulder, hugging his arm like a stuffed doll, unconsciously pressing her whole body against his arm.

The young man’s strong arm, through two layers of nightclothes, could still feel the girl’s soft body.

This little girl was really restless while sleeping.

Feng Xingyuan withdrew his arm and got up, his arm accidentally rubbing against a watery area, making his body stiffen slightly.

He paused for a moment, looked back, thankfully Lu Weimian hadn’t woken up.

Feng Xingyuan came to his senses, got up and quickly went out.

The sky outside was gloomy, only the (yín) hour (3-5 am).

There was no auspicious time requirement for returning to the Feng Mansion today, Lu Weimian slept until the sun was high before waking up.

Everyone in the Si Kong Mansion knew their young lady’s waking-up time, so no one called her.

Lu Weimian got up groggily and saw Feng Xingyuan sitting in the room.

He was holding a handkerchief, wiping a short knife.

He heard her come out, slightly lifted his eyelids, but didn’t look at her, continuing what he was doing.

Lu Weimian looked at the time, it should be the巳 (sì) hour (9-11 am), she didn’t know how long he had waited for her to wake up.

“Did you wake up early?”

Feng Xingyuan’s voice was faint, intentionally avoiding something, “Not early, just got up.”

Lu Weimian thought that he had returned late last night, so it was normal for him to wake up late, so she believed him.

After she finished washing, it was almost noon. They had lunch at the Si Kong Mansion before leaving for the Feng Mansion.

Before Lu Weimian left, she called Grandma Sun to the side.

Grandma Sun, unexpectedly called by the young lady, quickly tidied her appearance, nervously wiped her hands and stepped forward, “Young lady, do you need something?”

Seeing her come, Lu Weimian affectionately held Grandma Sun’s hand and asked expectantly, “I’m still short-handed in the Feng Mansion, would you be willing to help me?”

Grandma Sun thought for a moment that she had a problem with her ears, her face full of surprise.

Lu Weimian didn’t hear her response and thought she was unwilling, “I know I said some bad things before and made you sad, but now I know that I can’t live without you, really can’t you come to accompany me?”

The girl’s soft voice reached Feng Xingyuan’s ears.

His expression was somewhat playful and frivolous.

It turned out that she could give a sweet date to anyone.

“Why not?” Grandma Sun was overjoyed, “This old woman has been waiting for this.”

She turned to look at the master and mistress, but Lu Sikong and the Princess always readily fulfilled Lu Weimian’s requests; this matter only required Lu Weimian to speak up.

“Young lady, just wait, I’ll pack my things and go find you as soon as possible.”

Lu Weimian made her arrangements and turned to call Feng Xingyuan to get in the carriage.

Feng Xingyuan stood still, choosing to ride a horse, casually saying, “There was an urgent edict from the palace this morning, I have to go to the palace later.”

“Oh.” Lu Weimian didn’t suspect anything, so she didn’t ask him to get in the carriage, “Then go ahead.”

Lu Weimian returned to the Feng Mansion alone. After getting off the carriage, she walked and asked, “What happened in the palace? Why is it so urgent?”

Muyun said softly, “I don’t know what happened today, but the two days we were at home, we heard that Minister Cao of the Ministry of War embezzled money and disappeared, and then the falsification of military supplies was implicated.”

Lu Weimian was somewhat surprised, “Falsification of military supplies?”

“But it seems that not all of them were fake. It is said that only the young master and his deputy used fake ones, otherwise, the young master wouldn’t have been injured so badly.”

Lu Weimian vaguely felt that the matter was related to the Crown Prince, “Have they found out the mastermind behind it?”

“This servant doesn’t know.”

Lu Weimian nodded and entered the house first.

Xu Hua in the courtyard listened to their conversation and pricked up her ears.

But the conversation stopped abruptly, and Lu Weimian didn’t say anything else after returning to her room.

Xu Hua approached Muyun, “What happened in the palace?”

“The affairs of the palace are managed by the nobles of the palace, we shouldn’t talk too much about it.”

Xu Hua touched Muyun, “If it concerns His Highness the Crown Prince, then we should be more careful.”

“This is the Feng Mansion, it concerns His Highness the Crown Prince, what does it have to do with us?” Muyun looked at her, “When our young lady was in trouble, His Highness the Crown Prince didn’t do anything.”

“We can’t be so muddle-headed,” Xu Hua whispered, “After all, he is the Crown Prince, our young lady is almost married into the East Palace, if we can help a little, she can become the Empress in the future.”

Muyun said simply and directly, “If you want to serve the future Emperor and Empress, you can go and pledge allegiance to your new master now, there’s no need to humble yourself here with Madam.”

After Muyun finished speaking, she left directly.

Xu Hua was stunned, not knowing what was wrong with them.

Just a few days ago, Lu Weimian was still thinking about the Crown Prince, how come she changed her mind so quickly.

Xu Hua stood in the courtyard for a while and left by a small path.

At night, the moon was like a hook, the dew was heavy.