The Slender Waist-Chapter 264 - 185: The Adulterous Husband’s Tea Ceremony

Chapter 264: Chapter 185: The Adulterous Husband’s Tea Ceremony

Pine nut candy got stuck in Chunyu Yan’s throat, almost costing him his life. When Pei Jue released his grip, Chunyu Yan, covering his neck, coughed for a long time before he finally caught his breath, his face flushed as he looked up.

"Why are you so angry, brother? If even a mere woman can maintain her composure and not hold it against me, yet you, a Great General, be shamed and vexed over a pine nut candy. Laughable indeed! Cough... cough cough..."

It clearly wasn’t about the candy.

He feigned ignorance.

Feng Yun lowered her eyes, reining in her expression, very obedient in front of Pei Jue. She was now undertaking a big job to earn money under Pei Jue and couldn’t afford to offend him. 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝘦𝓌𝑒𝑏𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑒𝘭.𝒸𝘰𝑚

"General, would you like some tea?"

Pei Jue made a sound of agreement.

Feng Yun went to pick up the tea cup, then remembered that she had poured it all over Chunyu Yan’s head earlier, so she glanced at Pei Jue apologetically.

"Just now, the Princely Heir was very thirsty and drank it all. I’ll have someone refill the water and brew new tea right away."

Pei Jue noticed that Chunyu Yan’s clothes were soaked, and the floor was somewhat in disarray. Without needing to ask, he knew that Chunyu Yan had not gained any advantage in front of Feng Yun.

His gaze unmoved, he stared at Chunyu Yan.

"You’ve eaten the candy, Princely Heir, and still you don’t wish to leave?"

Chunyu Yan rubbed his sore cheeks where he had been pinched and smiled lightly.

"Brother Wangzhi, that’s hardly the way to treat a guest..."

Pei Jue gave him a sidelong glance, "It seems the Princely Heir has some self-awareness."

As a guest, he shouldn’t have laid hands on the lady of the house. Chunyu Yan didn’t feel guilty for being choked by him. After all, he never cared about reasoning.

But under Pei Jue’s icy stare, he still subdued his smile and cleared his throat slightly.

"I’m quite close with the twelfth brother, and we have business dealings together. It’s normal for us to have frequent interactions. Brother, you wouldn’t take this little matter to heart, would you?"

He then stood and bowed to Pei Jue.

"If there’s any offense, you may reprimand me, but don’t blame the twelfth."

The room fell silent, and without Pei Jue speaking, Chunyu Yan’s gentle manner became even more apparent. He really put himself in the position of the villain, even helping to cover up and explain, his words were as if his "tea artistry" were unparalleled.

Pei Jue, not one for many words, said, "For the peace negotiations, we are grateful to the Princely Heir. You need not trouble yourself with our marital matters."

"Of course, of course." Chunyu Yan looked at Feng Yun, picked up the mask on the table, and put it back on with a shallow smile.

The world-renowned beauty instantly changed into a cold mask, and Feng Yun felt somewhat sentimental. If Chunyu Yan truly showed his real face to the world, it seemed there would be no business he couldn’t make a success of.

Even Pei Jue, who was usually so cold-hearted, hadn’t said any harsh words when faced with that face a moment ago.

Indeed, good-looking people just have good fortune...

She was just thinking this when, unexpectedly, she saw Pei Jue pat Chunyu Yan on the shoulder and yank him to his feet.

"Princely Heir, please excuse me from seeing you out."

And with that, Chunyu Yan was pushed out by Pei Jue.

From outside came the eunuch Xiang’s cry of pain.

"Damn thing." Chunyu Yan kicked him.

"Why didn’t you announce our arrival earlier."

The eunuch Xiang felt so wronged.

It wasn’t that he didn’t announce it, but he simply hadn’t had the chance before Zuo Zhong’s knife was at his throat. If he dared to make a noise, it’s likely that tomorrow, someone else would be serving his master.

Chunyu Yan, of course, knew what was going on.

He was merely venting his frustration on him.

He shook his sleeve and when he exited again, he was back to his noble and unapproachable demeanor, such that no one could tell he had just been roughed up by Feng Yun and Pei Jue in the room.

"When I return from Bingzhou, I’ll settle the account with them."

In the room, Feng Yun, smiling radiantly, instructed Xiaoman to refill the water and brew new tea. She added some spices to the incense burner and, after the water stains on the floor had been cleaned up, finally sat down opposite Pei Jue.

"General, have you had your meal yet?"

She acted as if nothing had happened.

Not bothering to explain what had just happened with Chunyu Yan.

If it had been Xiao Cheng, by now he might’ve said something like "Can’t you keep to yourself?" or "Who gave you the audacity to flirt with men?"

But it seemed Pei Jue had no interest in her personal affairs.

Clearly, he didn’t really consider the two of them to be a true married couple, and he didn’t even bother to ask about Chunyu Yan.

He only asked, "Have you called someone from Andu?"

Feng Yun’s heart tensed slightly, and without time to ponder her current emotions, she simply replied, "I’ve discussed a draft plan with Uncle Wentian, and I’ll present it to the General now."

The layout of the Peace Negotiation Hall, structure, construction period, materials, security arrangements, and so on, Feng Yun had noted down very meticulously.

After examining the plans, Pei Jue’s dark eyes deepened.

"Are these all Lady Yun’s ideas?"

Feng Yun saw the skepticism in Pei Jue’s eyes.

Because the architecture on the drawings was slightly different from the usual, and the craftsmanship was also unique. It was based on her last experience repairing the farm tool workshop, deriving from her mother’s books and combining it with the actual architectural design of the Tu Family Fort.