Help! The Frosty Noble's Son Is in Love With Me!-Chapter 308: Fate Truly Works in Mysterious Ways

Chapter 308: Chapter 308: Fate Truly Works in Mysterious Ways

Although they were dressed plainly, Pei Ji’an was generous, and the aura of certain people can’t be concealed by simple clothing, so the shopkeeper was very accommodating, giving them the best rooms.

The blankets in the room had just been aired out that day, the tables and chairs were clean, and the room looked neat and spacious.

However, Qu Fulan still took out the beddings she had prepared in advance from her trunk and laid them out, and then her stomach started growling.

Qu Fulan assumed they would eat at the lodge, but Pei Ji’an took her to the village instead.

"Do you remember Zhang Fengsheng, who played Sha Wujing? His house is nearby, and we’re going to eat there. It’s cleaner and safer than the lodge."

Qu Fulan was quite surprised, "But we didn’t notify them in advance. Isn’t it too abrupt to just show up like this?"

"I mentioned it to Zhang Fengsheng yesterday, and I even asked him to have someone make a new bathtub."

After a long day of travel, a bath at night was necessary to relax. The lodge’s tub had been used by who-knows-how-many people, and he wouldn’t let her use such a thing; it had to be brand new.

So he had planned to bring her here all along and had arranged everything thoughtfully.

Qu Fulan smiled slightly and said nothing.

"But we shouldn’t go empty-handed, right?"

"No worries, it’s not like we’re not paying. I heard that during the tea-picking peak season, even the lodges outside aren’t enough, and many merchants stay at villagers’ homes. As long as the money is right, the farmers are even happier. I thought you might not like staying at someone’s home, so I booked the lodge instead."

Qu Fulan said no more and realized he had everything planned out. She just followed along.

When they arrived, Zhang Fengsheng’s parents indeed didn’t seem surprised, and instead welcomed them warmly. Zhang Fengsheng was home, along with his brother and sister-in-law. Besides them, Qu Fulan was shocked to see an unexpected person.

Li Niang.

The owner of the tofu skin bun shop, Li Niang, was here?

So what that waiter said about her getting married was true, but she married... Zhang Fengsheng?

Qu Fulan was truly surprised. Although she felt something was off back then, she thought it unlikely. She didn’t expect that despite Zhang Fengsheng’s awkwardness and taciturn nature like Sha Wujing, he had managed to win her over so quickly.

"Come in and sit." Mrs. Zhang warmly ushered them inside and told her eldest daughter-in-law to brew some fresh tea, then asked Li Niang to prepare dinner.

"Much obliged." Pei Ji’an replied with a smile, leading Qu Fulan inside.

Zhang Fengsheng had already cleaned the tables and chairs spotlessly, inviting the esteemed guests to sit.

To make sure the family properly entertained and didn’t neglect the guests, he had informed them of their identities today, also asking them to keep it confidential.

The Zhang family wasn’t foolish; they knew what should and shouldn’t be said. Entertaining important guests cautiously was a priority, and they wouldn’t dare gossip around. Not to mention their son worked under these people, so they were even more careful in serving them.

Soon, the tea was served, and the sister-in-law explained specifically.

"The cups are newly bought and were even boiled in hot water. Please rest assured, madam."

"Thank you." Qu Fulan nodded towards her and took a sip after blowing on the tea, indeed finding the taste fresh in this tea-producing area.

However, tea varies in quality. An ounce of tea can range from a few wen to several dozen wen, not to mention those of two or three ounces, which are even more expensive, and the rare ones that only nobles can drink. These are limited and not from this region.

Pei Ji’an had tried all kinds of fine tea, but he wasn’t picky.

What Qu Fulan couldn’t buy today, she would enjoy here—the coincidences of fate are indeed marvelous.

After the food was prepared, the Zhang family didn’t dare to sit at the table, instead standing by to serve, planning to eat only after the guests were done.

Pei Ji’an, however, nonchalantly invited them to join, "Just treat us as regular guests. Being too formal, we might feel reluctant to come tomorrow."

Hearing this, the Zhang family finally sat down.

But only the men sat down; the women remained in the kitchen.

Having been in ancient times for some time now, Qu Fulan understood the situation. In some places, women weren’t allowed at the table. In large households, daughters-in-law had to serve their mother-in-law before dining themselves—these were tough conditions.

Now, as a wife, Qu Fulan didn’t have to endure these hardships thanks to Pei Ji’an’s interference, but not everyone could be as fortunate as her.

Nonetheless, with no women at the table besides her, she felt even more out of place. Sensing this, Pei Ji’an said, "Let’s all eat together. A crowded table is more lively."

Since the esteemed guest said so, the Zhang family naturally brought the women out to eat together.

Pei Ji’an’s first move was to serve Qu Fulan the tofu skin bun.

What Qu Fulan couldn’t buy today, she ate here—the coincidences of fate are indeed wonderful.

While the dishes weren’t as lavish as those at the Pei Mansion, one shouldn’t underestimate rural home-cooked meals. Sometimes, they’re tastier than those in city restaurants, illustrating the true charm of ’hundred-family dishes’.

Overall, the meal was delightful for Qu Fulan.

After dining, the couple took their leave, with Pei Ji’an leaving twenty taels of silver behind.

The Zhang family, seeing such a large sum, widened their eyes and hesitated to accept it, "This is too much."

Pei Ji’an gave a light smile, explaining, "It covers our meals for the coming days."

"Even so, our simple food isn’t worth such money."

Pei Ji’an simply patted Mr. Zhang’s shoulder without further words and left.

Zhang Fengsheng, understanding his master’s character, urged his father to accept it.

Qu Fulan and Pei Ji’an strolled leisurely back to the lodge, having just eaten and looking to aid digestion.

Upon returning, Pei Ji’an ordered hot water for her, letting her enjoy a relaxing bath, after which she went to bed. Perhaps worn out from the day’s travel, she soon fell asleep.

When he got into bed and embraced her, she groggily woke, only shifting slightly to find a comfortable position in his arms and continued sleeping.

This put Pei Ji’an in a challenging position.

No matter how gentlemanly a man is, with a beauty in his arms, it’s not easy to remain patient.

Still, he wouldn’t consummate here in such a shabby place—it would be too casual, so he endured the discomfort.

But some things were beyond his control.

Because he couldn’t control it, Qu Fulan felt something poking her and was quite uncomfortable. Instinctively, she shifted to find a more comfortable position.

Pei Ji’an stiffened entirely, holding her in place to prevent her from moving.

Qu Fulan, feeling restrained and uncomfortable, twisted resentfully. In her sleepy state, her voice was soft and petulant, "What are you doing~?"

It was truly exasperating.

Pei Ji’an had no choice but to get up and take a cold bath.

Though it was summer, the mountain nights were cool, and the sudden departure from warmth compelled Qu Fulan to open her eyes, "Where are you going?"

"You go ahead and sleep. I’m going to take a bath."

"Didn’t you already bathe?"

She distinctly remembered smelling the fresh scent on him.