Thinking of You on the 127th Night

  "Did I wake you up?" The defensive look on his little wife's face made Yang Guofeng's eyebrows furrow slightly.

  "Uh, no... I, I haven't slept yet..." The man's displeased expression was naturally taken in by Jiujiu, who quickly got out of bed to pour him tea. "Wangye, please have some tea!"

  The man's gaze swept from the teacup in her hand to her face, and after a moment of silence, he spoke up, "Leave it for now, I'll go wash up first." He then turned around and headed towards the bathroom.

  Why didn't you say so earlier? She's been holding it in for half a day, what's wrong with this person?

  Looking at the man's back, Jiuniang couldn't help but mutter to herself, then put down her tea cup and called for a young maid to come in and attend to her, while she herself went to lie down on the bed, closed her eyes and took a short rest.

  She has to keep her wit sharp, maybe there's another grind tonight, sigh...

  I miss the days when I was in a dormitory, no matter what happened during the day, at least at night I could have a bed all to myself and sleep well.

  But now, it's just been realized that this is also a luxury.

  Thinking of this, she couldn't help but smile wryly to herself.

  Yang Guofeng quickly washed up and walked over to the bedside.

  As she heard the footsteps approaching, she immediately perked up, but her face remained tilted to one side, holding the cup motionless as if still asleep.

  The man sat down beside the bed, his eyes falling on his small wife's stiff and thin shoulders, and suddenly spoke up, "Today I also went to that monk's residence with Xiao Wu, and indeed saw many finely ground iron filings and half-finished medicinal pills."

  Jiuer was taken aback and couldn't pretend anymore, turning around to look at him. When their eyes met, she couldn't help but feel a pang of annoyance: "Stupid, as soon as someone speaks, you immediately open your eyes, isn't that obviously pretending to sleep?"

  This dead man doesn't move or budge, yet he's always getting her running around in circles, it's really unfair...

  "With this trick, your means are really ingenious!" The man spoke again, his deep eyes falling on her face.

  Jiujie'er was taken aback, and quickly spoke up, "There are many books at home, and Mother has always regretted not being able to read, so she has been urging us to study. Fourth brother and tenth sister both like reading and have good academic performance, especially fourth brother. But I'm not interested in those difficult subjects, I only like to secretly read some miscellaneous essays and interesting talks. Today, I happened to hear San Shu mention the medicine ball, and suddenly remembered a medical book I read before that mentioned magnetism... actually, I was so sure because when I saw it after reading, I thought it was fun, and had secretly tried it..."

  On the surface, he was talking about a swindler, but in fact, he was actually referring to her. She could naturally hear the implication behind his words.

  However, what she said is also true. As a merchant's daughter, Jiang Shi, who can't recognize many characters, indeed wholeheartedly supports them in reading books. Wen Jing Shui and the tenth sister are indeed well-read, and her swindler story was indeed read from a miscellaneous book, but it was from a past life, not this one...

  But she didn't know that her unprepared and truthful lie had a different effect on the man's ears.

  The words flowed smoothly and elegantly, with a clear and sweet tone that was pleasing to the ear, and accompanied by a timely blush.

  The man's heart not only dispelled his doubts, but also softened and warmed up, with a hint of ripples.

  The night was quiet and deep, the curtains were low-hanging, the bergamot in the incense burner was faintly fragrant, while the girl sitting upright on the bed, wearing a pink standing collar shirt, delicate and elegant, with beautiful eyebrows and eyes.

  Yang Guofeng couldn't help but feel a thrill of excitement and quickly looked away.

  "... Fourth brother initially learned Liu's style, but later heard from his classmates that Yan's style is good, so he went to learn Yan's style. Now, he is proficient in all kinds of calligraphy..."

  But the perpetrator was not at all self-aware, still smiling and selling his own elder brother with ulterior motives.

  This guy must have forgotten what he promised her yesterday, why didn't he say anything about finding that teacher... Uh, of course it's not her who's anxious, it's Jiang Shi, she must be waiting for her response right now.

  But as he spoke, he found that the man had not listened, but instead turned his head, gazing deeply at the night outside, lost in thought.

  She couldn't help but feel a wave of annoyance, silently scolding the man for two sentences, then lay down again.

  "Guozi Jian's sacrificial wine, Wang Wuqing, is a man of great virtue and prestige, with knowledge that spans the ancient and modern times." But suddenly, another person beside him spoke up.

  Jiuer was taken aback for a moment, then her face lit up with joy as she turned to look at him.

  "Sleep, we have to get up early tomorrow." But the man didn't even glance at her, pulled open the quilt and fell asleep immediately.

  "Uh..." Looking at the man who had lain down and automatically distanced himself from her, with his back to her, Jiujiu couldn't help but be stunned again.

  What does this guy mean?

  Is it uncomfortable for you to sleep with her in the same bed? Hehe... That's really great.

  She got up and gently blew out the lamp, then found a comfortable position and fell fast asleep.

  The soft and even breathing of his little wife beside him inexplicably calmed Yang Guofeng's restless heart.

  Turning around, with the faint light outside, his gaze fell on that serene little face.

  I really didn't expect his little wife not only knew how to play tricks but also understood these things.

  He was supposed to fulfill his promise to Ouyang Rui today, accompanying him to the small enclosure behind the imperial palace for a hunt. However, due to the heavy workload today, he sent his fifth brother back to the mansion to help him carry the bow and arrow and lead the horse.

  But afterwards, he waited left and right but no one came. He had to go back down and find his subordinate again, who happened to meet with the fifth brother and several friends to deal with that deceitful monk. After the subordinate briefly told him about the situation, he naturally didn't go to the arena, but followed them instead.

  He just wanted to see if his little wife's inference was correct or not. But when the fact proved that it was indeed so, he suddenly felt very excited and inexplicably agreed to the request of his fifth brother to go drinking together.

  In fact, his little wife didn't understand any of these things, such as crayons and soap, and that big foodie, really quite clever...

  Yang Guofeng was thinking about it, but unexpectedly, the person he had secretly admired for his cleverness suddenly moved.

  He thought she woke up and was startled, wanting to quickly turn around, but unexpectedly, she didn't wake up, only stretching out one arm.

  Yang Guofeng's gaze soon fell on that arm, with the sleeve half-rolled up, its snowy whiteness rivaling the frost, illuminated by the faint moonlight, becoming even more crystal-like and jade-like.

  He suddenly felt a wave of heat and quickly turned his head away.

  But the person beside him, who was sleeping exceptionally soundly and comfortably tonight, became more and more excessive. Another arm stretched out and even crossed the Chu River Han boundary, extending to his eyes.

  He hastily turned over, but soon felt a great sense of injustice in his heart, so he turned back again, looked at the sleeping person for a moment, and suddenly reached out his hand...

  "I forgot to tell you, Wang Zijiu also likes to savor this big food article." Just as the ninth sister had just fallen asleep and was feeling sweet, she felt someone gently push her, then whispered in her ear.

  She suddenly opened her eyes and saw Yang Guofeng's handsome face right in front of her.

  In her drowsy state, she didn't know if she was seeing things wrong, but that face actually... actually had a smile on it, and it was the kind of smile that looked very sinister.

  Ah...

  She widened her eyes wanting to see more, but the man had already turned around, leaving his back to her.

  Uh...

  Jiuer was taken aback.

  She couldn't sleep anymore, her mind filled with Yang Guofeng's words from earlier.

  Lies are easy to tell, but hard to maintain.

  That Wang likes to drink wine in English, and when the time comes, he must discuss it with Wen Jing Shui, and what she needs to do now is to let Wen Jing Shui learn this big food language.

  But this is easier said than done, there's no textbook, does she have to compile one for him?

  The rhythm of doing nothing...

  Listening to his little wife bustling around him, Yang Guofeng couldn't help but smile secretly, then closed his eyes.

  The next day, Jiu Niang was still woken up by Qing Xing, and Yang Guofeng had already gone to court.

  Seeing the worry in Qing's eyes, Jiu quickly comforted her, "Alright, alright, it's just that Wang Ye is being considerate of me, I won't become arrogant because of his favor, tomorrow I will definitely get up early."

  This feudal society is really annoying. Even in the early morning of the previous day, it was already at 3 am, and these officials had to wait outside the Meridian Gate at 3 am.

  Tiger hour, what concept, is also 3 am in the previous life.

  It's already 3 am and I still have to wait outside the gate at noon. What time should I get up? Of course, it's more than 2 o'clock.

  It's already past two o'clock, isn't it the time when people are in a deep sleep?

  Thinking of this, she felt a surge of gloominess in her heart.

  She responded, and Qing Xiao's small face finally didn't frown. She served her getting out of bed, tidying up, and having a meal.

  When having meals, Yang Guofeng's several concubines still came over to serve as usual.

  After dinner, as usual, went to Taihe Hall to pay respects to Empress Meng.

  "Let's all go back, I'm going to the small temple for fasting and prayer today!" But in Taihe Hall, Meng Old Lady just sat down and spoke.

  The ninth sister was naturally delighted because she had a big event today.

  She wanted to write a simple English textbook before arranging for Wen Jing Shui to meet Wang Jiu, so that Wen Jing Shui could cram temporarily.

  Otherwise, the lie will be exposed.

  After bidding farewell at Taihe Hall, she immediately returned home and had Qing Xiang grind the ink for her, while she quickly thought and wrote.

  Alas, the project is indeed massive and difficult. She even had to put off temporarily the matter of seeing those in charge that Cui Mei had instructed her about yesterday, and was busy non-stop.

  The morning passed quickly, and after lunch she didn't even take a short nap, but continued to sit at her desk writing diligently.

  Qing Xing wanted to persuade her, but looking at her serious expression, she had no choice but to give up and led the teapot to pour water.

  "Put it anywhere, I'm not thirsty yet." Hearing the footsteps behind her, Jiujie thought it was Qing Xiang and immediately instructed.

  But he didn't pay attention to her and quickly walked forward.

  Feeling something was off, Jiujiu couldn't help but turn her head around, and immediately widened her eyes, "Yang... Yang... no, Wangye..."

  It was Yang Guofeng who came.

  At this moment, his deep eyes swept across his sister's face and fell on the...

  ……

  Digression

  I'm too tired, I'll go to sleep first.