Marrying a White Snake Wife is Super Cool-Chapter 68: Oh My~ It’s So Hot in Here, It Makes Me Want to Take My Clothes Off~

Chapter 68: Chapter 68: Oh My~ It’s So Hot in Here, It Makes Me Want to Take My Clothes Off~

It was sometime after ten at night when Lu Yuan returned to the Zhao Family residence with the old butler.

Arriving in the rear courtyard, Lu Yuan quietly pushed open the door to Aunt Zhao’s room.

He looked left and right, then headed to the right.

With the East Wing’s Underground Heating System under construction, Lu Yuan and Su Liyan had naturally moved into Aunt Zhao’s room to sleep.

It wasn’t as if there was any risk of Lu Yuan climbing into the wrong bed by mistake, despite there being two beds in the room.

No chance of him accidentally mistaking Aunt Zhao for his wife and having his way with her.

After all, setting aside everything else, how could he possibly mistake Aunt Zhao’s figure, built like a broodmare?

Besides, Lu Yuan came here for meals every day; how could he not know which bed Aunt Zhao slept in?

Reaching the bedside, Lu Yuan was just about to take off his clothes and get in.

Just then, his wife sat up. From the look on her face, he could tell she’d been unable to sleep, waiting for him.

The moment Su Liyan saw her man, she wrapped her arms around him, her face filled with worry as she whispered:

"Dear, where did you go?

You didn’t come back for dinner, and you stayed out so late..."

Of course, under normal circumstances, Su Liyan wouldn’t have been so worried.

The main thing was, this afternoon her husband had said what he said and then just turned and left.

Su Liyan suddenly had the feeling that he was about to head straight for Xilingzi.

With her husband’s paltry skills, how could she not worry?

Lu Yuan looked at his wife’s worried little face and could guess what was on her mind.

He smiled, reaching out to gently pinch her delicate chin.

"What? Worried I went looking for that Xingzi?

I went to get something to deal with the Xingzi."

Hearing this, Su Liyan relaxed a little. But then she thought about it, and something seemed wrong. She quickly said in a sweet, pleading voice:

"Dear, you’re not going to go there yourself, are you?"

Lu Yuan pursed his lips.

"Do you take me for a fool? That’s a two-hundred-year-old Xingzi. I’m not going anywhere near it."

At this, Su Liyan was finally at ease, but she added one more thing:

"But, dear, if you do decide to go, you have to tell me no matter what, okay?"

Lu Yuan didn’t waste any more words on the matter.

Instead, after quickly stripping off his clothes, he scooped up his wife with a wicked grin and placed her on the bed.

Su Liyan froze. She glanced toward Aunt Zhao’s bed, her face flushing crimson as she said shyly:

"Ah, dear~~

Aunt Zhao is in the room."

But Lu Yuan just chuckled, pouncing on her.

"Just try not to moan later."

Su Liyan, looking absolutely delectable, whispered shyly:

"Oh, but how can I hold it in...

Ah~

Dear~~"

...

「The next morning.」

Su Liyan went out to fetch hot water for her husband to wash his face.

Even though there were maids in the house, Su Liyan wouldn’t let anyone else attend to her man; she had to do it herself.

Lu Yuan, meanwhile, got out of bed and started getting dressed.

Just then, there was a stir from the other side of the room.

Lu Yuan looked up to see the curtain opposite him being drawn aside. Aunt Zhao emerged, attended by several maids.

However, she looked a little haggard, with dark circles under her eyes.

Lu Yuan walked over, grinning.

"Aunt, didn’t sleep well last night? Worried about that Xilingzi thing?

I told you, don’t worry about it. We’ll cross that bridge when we come to it."

After Aunt Zhao dismissed the maids, she strode over to Lu Yuan.

She reached out, gave the flesh of his waist a sharp twist, and hissed with feigned anger:

"Are you trying to get yourself killed?!

Staying up all night, tormenting Liyan for all you’re worth!

She’s a young woman, just married! Can she even handle you tormenting her like that!"

Lu Yuan clutched his side, wincing.

"How was that me tormenting Liyan!

If you’re going to eavesdrop, you have to listen to the whole thing! Wasn’t it Liyan clinging to me for the second half of the night?

She wouldn’t take no for an answer!"

Hearing this, Zhao Qiao’Er’s face turned beet red. She clicked her tongue at Lu Yuan and said:

"You’re shameless! Now go wash your face and hands!"

At breakfast, Lu Yuan only had a few bites before stopping.

After the meal, Zhao Qiao’Er led Su Liyan to the main hall, where they lay on wooden rocking chairs, leisurely basking in the sun.

A short while later, the old butler came in.

Zhao Qiao’Er didn’t open her eyes. Hearing footsteps as light as a cat’s, she knew who it was.

With her lovely eyes gently closed, she rocked her chair softly and asked:

"What’s my sweetheart busy with?"

The old butler glanced at Su Liyan, but Zhao Qiao’Er said directly:

"Speak!"

The old butler, startled, immediately replied:

"He’s busy working on something to deal with the Xingzi from Xilingzi."

Neither Zhao Qiao’Er nor Su Liyan reacted much to this statement.

Su Liyan had already found out last night.

And Zhao Qiao’Er had probably figured it out after she’d had time to think yesterday afternoon.

"Will it work?"

Zhao Qiao’Er asked nonchalantly, her eyes still closed.

The old butler said awkwardly:

"Well... the Young Nephew’s talent is extraordinary. A servant like me can hardly presume to guess.

Perhaps... it might work..."

The old butler had listened to Lu Yuan go on for quite a while yesterday.

Something about a "Flying Thunder" and a "No-Conscience Mortar."

It was this and that.

In a single word:

Baffled.

In any case, he hadn’t understood a thing.

After hearing this, Zhao Qiao’Er nodded slightly.

"Give him whatever he wants. Let him do as he pleases.

I’ll say it again: in this house, what he says, goes."

The old butler immediately nodded seriously, then added:

"It’s just the matter of Xilingzi, Madam. What are your thoughts?

Should we perhaps send for the Celestial Master from the Adjacent Province?"

Zhao Qiao’Er still showed little reaction, merely stating indifferently:

"Don’t bother. The Court is going to surround the entire Taining Mountain to search it.

Soldiers and Celestial Masters from other provinces have already entered the Taining Mountain Range."

The old butler didn’t know this. Zhao Qiao’Er must have learned it while chatting with Song Meiqin yesterday.

If that was the case...

The old butler frowned, looking troubled.

"Then in that case, we’re in trouble...

Madam, what should we do..."

But Zhao Qiao’Er changed the subject from Xilingzi.

She slowly opened her beautiful eyes, looked out at the tranquil courtyard, still empty of workers, and said wistfully:

"I don’t know what’s come over me these past two days.

Perhaps it’s old age, but I suddenly feel so tired, so weary.

I’ve lost my drive..."

The old butler stared at Zhao Qiao’Er, somewhat stunned.

Zhao Qiao’Er, however, simply shifted to a more comfortable position, stretched her graceful body languidly, and said:

"Besides, we won’t be able to hold on to that mining area in Xilingzi for much longer anyway.

Even if this incident hadn’t happened, the Court would have probably reclaimed it in a few years."

The old butler stood rooted to the spot, noncommittal. Zhao Qiao’Er closed her eyes again.

"If the Taining Mountain matter can be resolved early, if a Celestial Master can be found, then so be it.

If not, then I’m not going to worry about it.

Go on, go on, don’t keep me from my rest. I didn’t sleep well last night, so I need to catch up now.

Don’t bother me with anything today."

Hearing this, Su Liyan, who was sitting nearby, blushed furiously and didn’t dare make a sound.

Things having come to this, the old butler couldn’t say much more. As he was about to leave, he asked in a low voice:

"Madam, since you wish to rest, should we halt the work on the East Wing for today?"

But Zhao Qiao’Er said flatly:

"No.

If we stop the construction on the East Wing and that stubborn little donkey finds out, wouldn’t he get mad at me?

I wouldn’t dare provoke him.

Just find me a wad of cotton. I’ll plug my ears myself."

...

「Five days later.」

「Inside the East Wing.」

"Oh my~ why is it so hot in here? It makes me want to take my clothes off~"

Zhao Qiao’Er was leaning back in a chair in the East Wing’s main hall, one leg crossed over the other, holding a teacup.

She directed a snide remark at a stunned-looking Song Meiqin, who was beside her.