When Zeng Zuimo turned and walked into the room, there was a faint smile on her lips.
Wan Ruoqing put on her clothes, got out of bed, and asked, "He left?"
Zeng Zuimo nodded and walked over to help her up. She said softly, "Stay at home and rest for the next two days. Don't move around."
Wan Ruoqing smiled and said, "I'm not that delicate. It's just a knock. It won't hurt after a while. There are still things at the brothel that cannot be delayed."
"You should rest well. I'll go to the brothel." A teasing smile appeared on Zeng Zuimo's face. "Sister Ruoqing, it doesn't hurt anymore, but I'm afraid someone else will …"
"What are you talking about …" Wan Ruoqing's face, which had already returned to normal, turned red again.
Zeng Zuimo blinked her bright eyes and asked in a gossipy tone, "You just said it wasn't the first time. What happened?"
Wan Ruoqing shook her head and said, "I told you before, it was at Qing 'an Fu. That night at Ning Wang Fu …"
"After I fainted that day, I was carried back by him."
Zeng Zuimo finally remembered something. But at that time, a certain person was still a lecher in her heart. She only cared about Wan Ruoqing's physical condition.
She blinked her eyes and asked again, "Is it really just like that?"
"What else can it be?" Wan Ruoqing glanced at her and asked, "Is there going to be a warm hug?"
Zeng Zuimo's face instantly became as red as blood. After coming back to her senses, she looked at her with some panic and embarrassment. "Well, you dare to make fun of me …"
In embarrassment and anger, she reached out to tickle Ruoqing, but she didn't forget to divert some attention to avoid where Ruoqing was hurt.
The two often played this kind of game. Usually, there were only them, Xiao Cui, and Xiao Zhu in the small courtyard, so they didn't have to avoid anything.
Wan Ruoqing couldn't move freely today, so she was naturally at a disadvantage. After a round of confrontation, she was soon ridden by Ceng Zuimo. Panting slightly, she said with a smile, "Stop, stop messing around …"
Zeng Zuimo pressed her down with one hand and put the other hand on her lower abdomen. "Tell me, do you still dare to make fun of me?"
After the fight just now, both of their clothes were a bit messy. Although Zeng Zuimo had won, a large part of her shoulders were exposed. It was as if she had taken off Ruo Qing's toenails, revealing her smooth and jade-like feet. She had tickled Ruo Qing just like that …
At this moment, the posture of the two was really charming. It was as if Ruoqing was lying on her back on the bed, and Ceng Zuimo was riding on her waist. It was very much like a legendary posture.
"That …"
Li Yi walked in from outside and was slightly startled when he saw this scene. His gaze swept over the two of them and his throat moved involuntarily. After a long time, he said, "I just want to ask, do you still have osmanthus cake?"
The expressions of the two women on the bed froze at the same time.
"If not, then forget it. I'll ask again tomorrow. You guys continue, continue …"
Li Yi turned around and strode out the door. He grabbed a pillow that flew out from inside and gently threw it back.
"It's not right to throw things around. It's not good to hit too many people. Even if it doesn't hit anyone, it's not good to hit flowers and plants …"
This time, the pillow flew out even faster and with even more force.
…
…
Li Yi stood in the yard and stretched comfortably.
The scene he saw yesterday still made his blood boil when he thought about it.
No wonder Bai Juyi had a poem called "Holding the pipa and covering half of your face". Only when it was half covered could it be called temptation. It could leave a lot of room for imagination, and the more one thought about it, the more shameful it would be …
Li Yi originally wanted to go to the city to see the new house this morning. Fang had selected a few according to his requirements, but the final choice was still up to Li Yi.
When he got up, he felt as if he had forgotten something.
After washing up, changing clothes, and walking out of the house, he finally understood when he saw the carriages coming from afar.
He was afraid that today would not be peaceful.
"County Marquis Li has returned to the capital. Congratulations, congratulations!" An old man who looked like a butler came down from the carriage in front and said with a smile, "I'm here to congratulate you on behalf of my lord!"
"Your lord is?"
"The Minister of Revenue."
"Oh, it's Lord Qin." Li Yi nodded. Before he could say a few more words, another person came up.
"Deputy Minister Ma." Li Yi cupped his hands.
Li Yi knew this person. During the investigation of the accounts, the Divination Academy and the Imperial Censorate had forged a deep friendship. Deputy Minister Ma was the second in the Imperial Censorate, and this time he came in person.
Deputy Minister Ma smiled and said, "I'm very happy to hear that County Marquis Li has returned to the capital. I've prepared a small gift to show my respect."
"Please come in, please come in."
The servants of the Li family had already come out and moved the things from the horse into the house. Li Yi glanced at it casually. It was a small gift, but it didn't seem to be a small gift at all.
The butler of the Qin's Mansion and Deputy Minister Ma did not say much before they left. Before Li Yi had time to drink water, another person came to visit.
This time, it was the Shen family.
Li Yi did not have any friendship with Prime Minister Shen and the Shen family. Last time when the Liuli Glaze Exhibition was held in the palace, the Shen family stood up and spoke for him.
Although he did not know why they came to join in the fun, he could not neglect them.
However, this was only the beginning.
Li Yi admitted that he had many enemies in the capital, but he also had many friends.
This matter involved many factions in the imperial court and the struggle for interests. It was not something that could be explained clearly in a few words.
He had some friendship with the Minister of Revenue and the Imperial Censorate. It was not surprising that the Wang family came. Of course, there was no need to mention the family of generals. Even the Shen family — thinking about it, it made sense.
He had actually mentally prepared for these things the day before.
However, when some officials and nobles he had never even seen before also came to offer gifts, he was truly surprised.
Among these people, some were the parents of students in the Academy and had a reason to visit. However, there were also some who had no relationship at all.
The old woman of the Li family stood by his side. Seeing his confused expression, she patted his hand and said with a smile, "To be able to become a duke at your age is the first in decades. This is not strange at all."
Ever since the founding of the country, unless there had been great achievements in expanding territory and benefiting thousands of years, the nobility had not been increased.
Only some old officials who had toiled for the country their entire lives or fierce generals who had fought their entire lives would receive a small nobility before they died to protect their descendants.
To be able to go from a commoner to repeatedly receiving the Emperor's favor and become a duke in a short two or three years was an inconceivable matter.
He was still very young and still had limitless potential. Given the Emperor's high regard for him, who knew how far he could go in the future. It was better to make friends than to make enemies.
In just one morning, the house's empty storage room was filled to the brim with gifts.
Even so, there was still an unending stream of carriages coming in from outside, so much so that the servants of the Li family were somewhat overwhelmed.
At this moment, Li Yi suddenly felt that there was no meaning in working so hard to expand his business.
If he needed money, he would disappear for a few months. If he disappeared a few times a year, wouldn't he be able to become rich by accepting gifts?
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