Help! The Frosty Noble's Son Is in Love With Me!-Chapter 387: Will Lanlan Return to That World?
Pei Ji’an looked at the dress not because it was beautiful.
The last time he went to the temple, he ate the medicine given by the master, and he saw many scenes in his dreams.
But after that, he never dreamed of them again. He remembered seeing her wear this dress that day, and such images appeared in his mind. He wanted to see it again to see if those images would appear again.
As a result, he looked for half a day, but there was no reaction.
Does she have to wear it for it to work, or is it all just a coincidence and has nothing to do with whether the dress is worn or not?
Before he could figure it out, she returned.
"Why are you looking at my dress for no reason?" she asked curiously.
"I came in to find a belt, and couldn’t resist taking a few more glances when I saw it," Pei Ji’an explained with a smile.
"It’s nice, but it’s a pity there isn’t an appropriate occasion to wear it. Quite a shame," Qu Fulan touched the dress. If it were modern times, she could wear it to a banquet.
Now, in ancient times, it can only occasionally be used for candlelit dinners. Unfortunately, wearing it a few times becomes dull, wasted effort.
If she’d known earlier, she wouldn’t have made it, wasting so much effort, ending up achieving nothing—quite regretful indeed.
This is the difference between fantasy and reality. She had fantasized about making the dress, imagining a very romantic scene, but no romance was felt, only unexpected events.
Now she has no energy or mood to create a romantic scene again.
Besides, what is called romance is just to make certain things more thrilling, adding a touch of embellishment.
Even without romance, intimacy won’t be dull and tasteless.
The book Ren Hua gave back then was half mimicked. Besides, Pei Ji’an has other picture albums. There are endless varieties as long as you can imagine, it can’t be dull.
Only during her menstrual days each month can she truly rest well; otherwise, unless he’s very busy, their married life is always lively.
For instance, that night, the two of them played a game again. The stakes are naturally unspoken: the loser has to fulfill any condition of the winner unconditionally.
In this aspect, Qu Fulan has never won against him. It’s quite disappointing, no matter what she says today, she has to win once, and reclaim some ground!
Playing ancient games, Qu Fulan surely has difficulty winning against him, so they played modern ones, taking advantage of his lack of familiarity.
She thought it over and suddenly came up with a very interesting game.
It’s the one where you can only answer "Of course" to any question; if you can’t answer "Of course," then you’ve lost.
This game sounds really interesting, and there’s no need for Heir Pei to refuse. After all, it’s all entertainment. What game isn’t a game?
However, the facts proved that Heir Pei still underestimated the power of this game.
Because Qu Fulan’s first question was, "Do you admit that you’re not proficient in bed?"
Heir Pei: "..."
Qu Fulan gloated, "If you can’t answer, it’s counted as losing."
Pei Ji’an, "Fine, I concede. Now it’s my turn to ask, right?"
Qu Fulan, "Of course."
Pei Ji’an, "You..."
Heir Pei was obviously still not accustomed to this game. It’s not that he couldn’t ask; it’s that certain questions couldn’t be asked.
"When you first saw me, you liked me, right?"
This question wasn’t difficult to answer at all; Qu Fulan responded without hesitation, "Of course. Actually, when you first saw me, you really disliked me, right?"
Pei Ji’an: "..." This game was unplayable.
He conceded again, but Heir Pei gradually got the hang of it, "Actually, you’re not satisfied every night, right?"
This question was indeed venomous; it was the first time Qu Fulan was speechless and dared not answer with "Of course."
Loss.
"Among Prince An’s group, you are the least capable, right?" Qu Fulan’s questions became increasingly sharp.
Pei Ji’an chuckled lightly, didn’t answer, clearly not acknowledging, "You really like looking at those picture albums, right, wanting to realize the scenes on them."
Qu Fulan: "..." Too venomous. Boo hoo, she had to come up with an equally good one for herself, "You... you always wanted to marry a well-matched wife, right?"
Fail.
"After our wedding night, the Han Che you mentioned upon waking was not me, but your beloved one, right?"
"If the Yu Family hadn’t proactively canceled the engagement back then, you would have married her earlier, right?"
...
Finally, it was tallied that both were evenly matched; neither could defeat the other.
Being unable to decide a winner was uninteresting, leading them to continue with Truth or Dare.
If they didn’t want to speak, they had to drink alcohol, ending with intoxication.
The game began as easily as it came.
It must be said that Heir Pei’s learning ability is strong. Having played it once before, he was now adept at it, and Qu Fulan couldn’t gain much advantage from him, instead drinking quite a bit.
Speaking of quite a bit is relative; actually, it wasn’t much, but she couldn’t hold her liquor. After just three cups, she was already finding her consciousness muddled, while Heir Pei, also having had a few cups, remained clear-headed.
They used dice to choose between Truth and Dare, with the first choice being Dare, the second being Truth.
This time it was Qu Fulan’s turn to play Truth.
Heir Pei asked, "Is this world the best one you’ve ever seen?"
If Qu Fulan’s mind was still clear, Pei Ji’an certainly wouldn’t ask like this; it was taking advantage of her current confusion to intentionally ask.
Qu Fulan, as expected, didn’t sense anything amiss, answered dazedly, "Of course not, the world I’ve seen is a thousand and one hundred times better than this one."
"What kind of world is that?"
"It’s a world of freedom, democracy, and peace where one can find harmonious families, intimate lovers, or cheerful friends everywhere—people chasing their dreams under peaceful sunlight. No imperial oppression, no three obediences and four virtues, no women confined to their homes... "
As she spoke, she gradually began to fall asleep, and Pei Ji’an didn’t have time to ponder the deep meaning behind her words. He hurriedly went over to support her and carried her to bed.
"Did I win?" Somehow, a drunk person still remembered to ask this question.
"Yes, you won."
Qu Fulan smiled, "Great, I finally beat you. Tonight, I’m in charge..."
"What do you want to be in charge of?"
"I want... I want..." The drunk person couldn’t utter a complete sentence after trying for a while.
"Does Lanlan want me to serve you?" He whispered in her ear.
Qu Fulan felt ticklish, and giggled, "Don’t think you can bully me... I’m not drunk..."
"I wouldn’t bear to bully you; I’m just thinking of helping you bathe. Wouldn’t Lanlan want to sleep without bathing?"
Qu Fulan thought it over and felt her brain was not working well, yet she remembered one critical issue, "You’ll certainly take the chance to bully me when you help me bathe..."
"I won’t."
"You will... last time you helped me, bullied me so badly..."
"How did I bully you last time?"
"You... you didn’t let me wear clothes..."
"This time I promise I won’t; don’t believe it, we’ll pinky swear?"
"Fine, pinky swear."
She extended her slender hand to hook fingers with his, "Pinky swear... a hundred years without change." 𝕗𝐫𝚎𝗲𝘄𝐞𝕓𝐧𝕠𝘃𝕖𝐥.𝐜𝚘𝚖
As a result, Heir Pei really kept his word, not bullying her while helping her bathe.
While she was half-asleep, half-awake, he asked her another question, or perhaps, he played the game with her for so long just to ask this question.
"Will Lanlan return to that world?"
