Help! The Frosty Noble's Son Is in Love With Me!-Chapter 270: Otherwise, We Can’t Explain to the Old Madam
The excitement in the front courtyard was no less than that in the inner quarters.
Those who typically couldn’t meet the Heir Pei took the opportunity to offer toasts today. If they didn’t seize the chance to show their faces on such a joyous day, when else would they?
The colleagues also didn’t fall behind; who would want to miss an opportunity to strengthen ties?
So, the groom became overwhelmed with socializing, but fortunately, Prince An and a few others helped fend off people, preventing the groom from getting drunk.
With the help of Pei Yuan and Pei Lian, in the end, the groom didn’t drink much, but the wine servers suffered, stumbling as they left, needing assistance to walk.
Pei Yuan returned to his room, with Ren Hua attending to him thoughtfully, providing hangover soup and a bath. During such times, the maids stayed outside and couldn’t enter.
The maids in the courtyard all knew about the profound affection between the Young Master and the Young Lady, and when the two were in the room, they would occasionally make some blush-inducing sounds, so who dared to enter casually?
The Young Master also disliked others coming in to serve; after marriage, unless Ren Hua was inconvenient due to her monthly cycle, he would reluctantly visit the rooms of two close maids, otherwise, he would rarely do so.
Previously, when the Young Lady had a miscarriage and needed to nurse her health, suggestions to bring in one or two concubines for the Young Master were all rejected, attesting to their undeniable deep affection.
In the eyes of these people, such behavior made the Young Master an exceptionally good man. Otherwise, if you asked around, even leaving aside the young masters of large families, those with a bit of silver would have three or four wives, not to mention the wealthier families.
The Young Master now only had two close maids, which was much better than most men.
As for the Young Master, although he had no maids before marriage, the future was uncertain. Given the illustrious reputation of the Young Master, many women aspired to be with him, regardless of their status.
Meanwhile, in the third household, Yao Xing was reluctant while serving Pei Lian, a drunk slob, reeking of alcohol.
"When you got married, your second uncle didn’t help block the drinks for you, so why are you rushing to help now? Aren’t you embarrassed?"
Yao Xing was truly upset in her heart, angry that she didn’t marry better than a maid did, and frustrated that her husband was less impressive than the Young Master. Following such a husband meant living a lesser status in the future, how could she be content?
Pei Lian was likely too drunk to hear this nagging; otherwise, he might have scolded her a few times.
Over the years, the couple’s relationship had become increasingly strained. One had lost the support of her maiden family yet couldn’t bring herself to act meekly, always needing to argue to feel satisfied; the other was already dissatisfied with this wife even when her father-in-law was around, disliking her at every turn, not to mention after her father-in-law was gone, he always wanted to find a chance to divorce her but just couldn’t find the opportunity.
Actually, those were just excuses, if he really wanted a divorce, any excuse like not respecting elders, or being childless after years of marriage, could work.
It was Pei Lian who was concerned about his reputation.
Years had passed, yet he hadn’t passed the exams for official rank, and others were already laughing behind his back. If more scandals emerged, he would truly be shamed.
This couple had many troubles and were not of one heart, while on the other side, the newlyweds did not have it easy either.
After everyone had left the bridal chamber, they dispersed.
The servants also streamed out, leaving just the newlyweds in the room, one seated on the edge of the bed, the other standing, staring at each other, creating a somewhat delicate atmosphere in the room.
Pei Ji’an suddenly laughed, "It’s been a busy day, must be exhausting? I’m quite out of sorts myself."
As he spoke, he flexed his arms and wrists a bit.
The delicate atmosphere was thus broken, and the mood in the bridal chamber began to lighten up. Qu Fulan felt a sense of relief and loosened up, having maintained a formal demeanor all day, she was indeed tired.
Pei Ji’an walked to the table and saw that there were only some pastries. Remembering Qu Fulan didn’t like sweet food when hungry, he called out to the person outside, "Fetch some hot dishes from the kitchen."
Qu Fulan was all for it but hadn’t been able to say so herself, so she followed up with, "Is the Princely Heir hungry as well?"
Pei Ji’an sat down at the table, "Only drank during the socializing, barely had a bite."
This was the truth.
Qu Fulan thought of how the noble Heir Pei had to endure socializing on an empty stomach and couldn’t help but chuckle.
The kitchen was quite prompt, and not long after the word was sent, dishes were delivered, stating the Old Madam had made special arrangements for them.
The two of them sat at the table, finally enjoying their first proper meal of the day.
After eating to their fill, Qu Fulan felt fully alive; otherwise, just those pastries wouldn’t have enticed her to eat more than a bite or two.
However, after eating, some matters that needed to be faced finally came.
Qu Fulan didn’t dare look at him, feeling very uneasy and nervous inside.
Pei Ji’an glanced up, seeing her slender neck and cheeks, with a faint blush under the lamplight. His heart felt slightly warm, but he shifted his gaze, stood up, and said, "You bathe here, I’ll go to the other side."
Sitting in the bath barrel, Qu Fulan finally felt truly relaxed, her whole being comfortable, yet thinking of what might happen tonight made her nervous.
Due to her anxiety, she didn’t bathe long and soon got out and dressed.
Soon after, he emerged from the other side, already fresh and lightly dressed. However, he seemed somewhat uneasy, didn’t look at her, and pointed towards the bed.
"You sleep here; I’ll sleep on the couch outside."
At the peak of her tension and confusion, he suddenly said this, then turned off the light and went outside.
She was dumbfounded for a moment before realizing there wouldn’t be a bridal consummation; she couldn’t help but breathe a sigh of relief, silently grateful that he didn’t insist on fulfilling any marital obligations.
Even though she wouldn’t resist, deep down she didn’t want things to happen so quickly.
Some things are better postponed if they can be.
Her constitution hadn’t quite adjusted, and with a long day of busyness, even though a bride doesn’t do much, keeping up a formal demeanor all day was unbearable.
As she lay in bed, Qu Fulan gazed up at the canopy. This bridal chamber was previously the Heir Pei’s master bedroom, and though she had been here many times before, she never imagined she would one day live here, become its mistress, or sleep in his large bed while he slept on the couch outside.
It was truly unbelievable. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚
Amidst her chaotic thoughts, she drifted off to sleep.
She fell into a deep sleep, originally thinking she would rise late the next day, but as morning light broke she awoke.
Knowing the custom of large families to offer morning tea, she quickly got up and dressed. Just as she finished, footsteps sounded from outside, and soon, he appeared before her, already impeccably dressed, and walked to the bed, using a knife to cut a small wound on his hand.
Qu Fulan was startled and instinctively exclaimed, "What are you doing?"
He merely glanced at her, then raised his hand to smear the bed.
At first confused, Qu Fulan soon understood, instinctively blushing.
"It’s the only way to explain to the Old Madam." After explaining, he deliberately messed the bedding a bit before calling servants in to serve.
