Chapter 43: Mischievous
On a late autumn night, the moon had already reached its zenith.
The clear moonlight scattered its silver radiance, silently falling upon the earth below. It illuminated the quiet courtyard below.
The night watchmen had long since succumbed to drowsiness, their heads nodding frequently.
Inside the room, the wedding candles on the table had already burned halfway, occasionally emitting a crackling sound of flames.
A cool breeze blew in through the window cracks, causing the candle flames on the table to flicker immediately.
The warm yellow candlelight swayed left and right, casting shadows on the table that appeared and disappeared.
For a moment, the entire room became a interplay of light and shadow.
Suddenly, a faint rustling sound came from the bed in the inner chamber.
A slender, fair arm extended from within the bed, and with a strong push, hung up one side of the bed curtain.
Feng Bai Su propped herself up, leaning lazily against the edge of the bed. Her eyes were filled with deep satisfaction.
She reached out and pulled Wei Jing Mo’s body to lie on her chest.
The soft brocade quilt covering their bodies concealed the hazy and obscure scene underneath.
Wei Jing Mo lay limply on top of Feng Bai Su, his entire body soft and powerless. He reached out with his soft hands to press down on her still mischievous hands, his voice somewhat breathless: “Don’t…”
“Hmm?”
Feng Bai Su’s voice was low and hoarse as she chuckled softly: “Oh, what’s wrong? This princess has only turned three pages of this little booklet…”
In her hand, she held an exquisite small booklet that had appeared at some point. Her slender, jade-like fingers pinched the page and slowly turned to the next one.
Upon closer inspection, it was precisely the one Wei Jing Mo had wanted to hide away earlier.
Wei Jing Mo somewhat regretted not throwing away this embarrassing little booklet far away! He had even absent-mindedly hidden it on the bed!
The young gentleman was now filled with remorse!
Hearing her mention this matter, he felt embarrassed and angered. He bit down on Feng Bai Su’s slender neck in frustration.
“Tsk~”
Feng Bai Su didn’t feel pain; in fact, it was rather ticklish.
She drew in a light breath and pinched his chin, lifting his small face.
Her peach blossom eyes smiled mischievously: “So fierce… Wasn’t this little booklet specially given to your wife by the young gentleman?”
She looked at Wei Jing Mo’s flushed face with deep meaning, her smile filled with implications: “Could it be that the young gentleman was worried his wife’s skills were insufficient, and specifically placed this book to give to his wife?”
“Rest assured, your wife is most studious! To not disappoint the young gentleman’s expectations, let’s finish studying the first five pages together today!”
As she finished speaking, she didn’t wait for Wei Jing Mo to refuse. Her arm around his waist tightened slightly, and their positions were instantly reversed.
Feng Bai Su leaned close to Wei Jing Mo’s ear and chuckled softly, her voice low and husky: “…We still have two pages left…”
Then, the bed curtain that had just been hung up on one side fell down again.
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The next day, when Wei Jing Mo woke up, he found that Feng Bai Su was no longer beside him.
He suddenly sat up, but as soon as he moved, it triggered a certain part of his body, and a sharp pain instantly shot through him.
Wei Jing Mo sat there stiffly for a long time before slowly recovering.
He looked around but didn’t see Feng Bai Su, and couldn’t help but furrow his brows as he called out in a hoarse voice: “Dong Qing, Dong Gua?”
As soon as he finished speaking, the two pushed open the door and entered.
“Young… master, you’re awake.”
Hearing this somewhat unfamiliar form of address, Wei Jing Mo was momentarily confused, then turned to look at the two and asked, “Where is Her Highness?”
Upon hearing this, Dong Qing replied in a low voice: “Young master, Her Highness just left with Miss Cong Bai, saying she would return shortly.”
Wei Jing Mo frowned and nodded upon hearing this.
He wondered what urgent matter required her to leave so hastily on the first morning after their wedding.
His body, already uncomfortable from her antics last night, now felt even worse.
Dong Qing and Dong Gua could sense his gloomy mood, and they exchanged glances, unsure of how to console him.
For a moment, they even began to resent Feng Bai Su.
They felt that the Seventh Princess had acted gentle and considerate before marriage, completely winning over their young master.
Now that she had married their young master, she seemed to no longer cherish him!
Dong Qing suppressed the frustration in his heart and looked up at Wei Jing Mo, asking softly, “Does the young master wish to bathe first?”
Wei Jing Mo sat on the bed with his eyes slightly lowered, saying nothing.
When Feng Bai Su entered, she saw the young gentleman sitting on the bed with a dejected air, the corners of his eyes and the tip of his nose reddened as if he were about to cry.
She imperceptibly furrowed her brow and asked, “What’s the matter? Are you feeling unwell somewhere?”
Last night, she had indeed been a bit too unrestrained, and had gone somewhat overboard.
Wei Jing Mo suddenly heard Feng Bai Su’s voice and abruptly raised his head.
The physical discomfort combined with the grievance that had been building up caused him to start crying upon seeing Feng Bai Su.
He couldn’t help but let out a sob, questioning her with a tearful voice: “Where did you go? Why were you gone when I woke up?”
The young gentleman didn’t care if this would tarnish the dignity of a noble family’s son; he just blinked his clear, watery dark eyes at Feng Bai Su.
Seeing him suddenly start crying, Feng Bai Su immediately walked over quickly.
After dismissing Dong Qing and Dong Gua who were standing nearby, she reached out and picked up the aggrieved young gentleman from the bed, holding him in her arms.
She wrapped an arm around his slender waist and sat steadily on the edge of the bed, using her other hand to gently wipe away his tears.
She coaxed softly: “There, there, don’t cry! It’s this princess’s fault for leaving suddenly without waiting for you to wake up.”
She took out a small celadon porcelain bottle from her sleeve and explained gently: “I was too unrestrained last night and forgot to prepare ointment for you. Fearing you might be in discomfort when you woke up, I went out for a while.”
She leaned close to Wei Jing Mo’s ear and asked in a low voice: “How are you feeling? Does it still hurt? Would you like your wife to apply the medicine for you?”
Hearing this, Wei Jing Mo stopped crying and immediately lowered his head, his face flushing red.
Half of it was due to embarrassment from her words, and the other half was from feeling ashamed of his earlier loss of composure.
Young Master Wei didn’t want to admit that he could be so fragile!
It was merely not seeing Feng Bai Su when he woke up; he didn’t know why there was any reason to cry.
Now, having heard her explanation, his mind had calmed down. That sense of dignity as a noble family’s son rose up again.
He lowered his head, not daring to look up at Feng Bai Su.
Seeing the person in her arms suddenly grow quiet, with the tips of his jade-white ears visible through his black hair turning slightly red,
A smile floated up in Feng Bai Su’s alluring peach blossom eyes, and her voice also carried a hint of mischief: “You were crying so grievously and heartbrokenly earlier, could it be that you thought this princess…”
She leaned close to his ear and whispered a few words, then saw the young gentleman’s face instantly turn bright red.
She chuckled softly again: “…This princess thought that last night’s performance should have already proven how much I can’t be without you…”
“Stop talking!”
Wei Jing Mo suddenly raised his head and covered her mouth that always spoke such improper words.
He glared at her with a face full of embarrassment.
“I’m going to bathe now, we still need to go to the palace to pay our respects later.”
He broke free from Feng Bai Su’s embrace and stood up.
Seeing him pick up his clothes and about to walk towards the bathroom, Feng Bai Su leisurely reminded him: “Take the medicine with you…”
Hearing this, Wei Jing Mo’s body froze for a moment, then he quickly walked forward.
Feng Bai Su leaned against the bedpost, watching his flustered back, and couldn’t help but chuckle softly again.
She was still holding and playing with the celadon porcelain bottle in her hand.
After bathing, young Master Wei ultimately couldn’t escape.
He was stripped of his clothes by Feng Bai Su and pressed onto the depths of the bed, where she personally applied the ointment for him, and also took quite a few liberties with the tender young master.
The angered young Master Wei buried his face in her neck and bit down hard twice.
Even when sitting in the carriage heading to the imperial palace, his exquisite jade-like face was still flushed red!
Feng Bai Su stroked her neck and let out a light hiss, looking at Wei Jing Mo who was still sulking, and pretended to be pitiful: “The young gentleman has really become something now! Your wife’s good intentions are being treated like a donkey’s liver and lungs, where is the justice in this?”
Seeing Wei Jing Mo’s gaze secretly glance over, she immediately moved her hand away, revealing two red and swollen teeth marks on her neck.
Seeing this, Wei Jing Mo immediately softened, turning his head to look at her, but still stubbornly said: “Who told you to take advantage of me…”
“This princess was applying medicine for you.”
“Applying medicine doesn’t require—”
He stopped himself in time, feeling too embarrassed to continue.
Wei Jing Mo glared at her angrily, feeling that this person was doing it on purpose!
Feng Bai Su met his angry gaze and blinked her eyes innocently.
Putting on an act of not knowing what he meant.
“It hurts~”
She pointed at the teeth marks on her neck and leaned close to Wei Jing Mo’s face.
“You bit me, so you have to take responsibility.”
As she spoke, she placed the small porcelain bottle in his hand.
Seeing her pitiful appearance, Wei Jing Mo pressed his lips together and finally compromised.
As he lowered his head intending to open the bottle stopper, he saw an extremely familiar small celadon porcelain bottle lying in his palm.
In an instant, his eyes widened, and his face turned bright red.
Dong Qing, Dong Gua, and Cong Bai, who were accompanying outside the carriage, immediately heard a low roar: “Feng Bai Su!”
He was so angry that he directly called out Feng Bai Su’s name.
Dong Qing and Dong Gua couldn’t help but exchange glances, feeling that their young master was becoming bolder and bolder!
Cong Bai’s eyes were full of curiosity, only wanting to know what mischievous deed her princess had done to make the young master so angry.
Inside the carriage
Wei Jing Mo was trembling with anger, feeling that the porcelain bottle in his palm was somewhat irritating to touch.
Feng Bai Su, however, had an innocent expression: “What’s wrong?”
“You—”
Wei Jing Mo pointed at her, his eyes full of anger, wondering why this person was so mischievous.
“You still ask what’s wrong?”
He threw the porcelain bottle back into Feng Bai Su’s arms, saying angrily and embarrassedly: “What kind of thing did you take out? Is this something to be applied on the neck?”
Feng Bai Su caught the thrown bottle and looked down at it.
She suddenly realized: “Oh, I took out the wrong one.”
She casually tucked it back into her sleeve and took out a white porcelain bottle, handing it to Wei Jing Mo.
“This one is for applying on the neck.”
Wei Jing Mo, however, didn’t respond to her anymore and turned his head to look away.
“You apply it yourself!”
His chest was heaving violently, and even his cheeks unconsciously puffed up, clearly showing he was quite angry.
Seeing this, Feng Bai Su slowly withdrew her hand.
As she lowered her head to apply the medicine, a faint smile flashed across her alluring peach blossom eyes.
Hmm… she felt that there would be new amusement in the days to come!
Teasing young master Wei turned out to be unexpectedly enjoyable!