He glanced at Ning’er standing beside him and sighed slightly, not knowing if this child’s marital fate would be favored by the heavens.

The brocade outer garments in the courtyard swayed gently with the morning breeze, like an ethereal destiny, rising and falling tirelessly.

Li Ruantang was awakened by the aroma of the buns.

As her senses gradually recovered, the pain on her forehead and back followed closely, causing her to gasp in pain.

Just as she was about to get up, the head nestled in her arms nuzzled and tightened its embrace.

Li Ruantang looked down carefully. The young lord pressed against her was sleeping sweetly, his handsome features carrying a hint of earthly charm compared to his waking state, no longer seeming out of reach.

Silly Jiu Jiu.

Li Ruantang gently curved her lips and raised her hand to brush aside the young lord’s disheveled hair, tucking it carefully and gently behind his ear.

However, the young lord had made it clear last night that she wasn’t allowed to cross the line.

The smile in Li Ruantang’s eyes froze, and her expression became calm.

She slowly lifted the young lord’s arms and legs that were draped over her and placed them under the thin quilt, afraid of waking Jiu Jiu at this moment and causing him to misunderstand.

Moreover, the young lord’s clothes were still hanging outside and needed to be collected first.

Last night, Jiu Jiu was uncomfortable wearing the new inner garment made by Zhou Fulang and mumbled several times for the servant to help him take it off.

There were still voices outside the window. Li Ruantang stepped out of the room lightly, just about to collect Jiu Jiu’s clothes.

The silk was light, and a gentle gust of wind revealed the silhouette of a young man.

“Are you Lady Li?” Hu Youning was still holding the freshly washed short shirt when he turned around and met Li Ruantang’s surprised apricot eyes.

He had just heard Zhou Fulang praise Li Ruantang’s many virtues, and now seeing her in person, he was incredibly curious and unafraid to talk to an unfamiliar woman.

Hu Youning looked Li Ruantang up and down several times and clicked his tongue. This Lady Li wasn’t as good as Dad had described. Her complexion was yellowish, and her forehead was injured. She was clearly a sickly person.

With her poor health, she naturally needed to be more considerate to marry a husband.

“Ning’er.”

Zhou Fulang looked up and saw his son standing with Li Ruantang. He quickly wiped his hands and walked out, smiling at Li Ruantang, “Please excuse my child, Ning’er. He just returned from his uncle’s place yesterday.”

“Ning’er, go check on the steamer basket.”

After sending his fearless little son back to the kitchen, Zhou Fulang lowered his head apologetically, “Please forgive him, Lady. Ning’er has been spoiled by me, so he doesn’t know how to speak properly.”

“It’s alright.” Li Ruantang smiled, “Actually, Young Master Hu didn’t say anything disrespectful. His straightforward nature has a touch of innocence and liveliness.”

“You flatter him, Lady.” Zhou Fulang naturally knew that Li Ruantang’s words were just pleasantries, but when they reached the ears of the young lord who had just woken up and pulled the quilt around himself, they took on a different meaning.

He rubbed his eyes and pushed the window open a little.

He had seen Zhou Fulang standing in the courtyard before. The head occasionally poking out from the kitchen seemed to be a young man.

He had a delicate and pretty appearance, with naturally smiling eyes that exuded a bright and cheerful aura.

Meng Jun observed for a moment and suddenly had an idea in his mind. Earlier, he had been worried that Li Ruantang might develop some sense of entitlement because of the words “wife-master and husband”.

Now, with a handsome young man by her side, if he hadn’t settled on anyone yet, wouldn’t it be perfect for him to pair up with Li Ruantang?

With their deep affection for each other, Li Ruantang naturally wouldn’t have any messy thoughts about him anymore.

The more Meng Jun thought about it, the more he felt his idea was brilliant.

Creak–

The wooden door was gently pushed open from the outside. As soon as Li Ruantang entered the room, she saw the young lord sitting on the bed, grinning foolishly.

His hair was loose, his brows and eyes softened by his smile, and his just-woken cheeks were still slightly flushed, like a peach blossom blooming on a branch in the spring. His pair of beautiful phoenix eyes seemed to have rippling waves, “Wife-master!”

The young lord was in an excellent mood, and his voice when calling her was much softer than yesterday, no longer awkward.

Li Ruantang handed over his clothes and also curved her lips, “Didn’t you dislike the rice soup yesterday? This morning, Zhou Fulang made steamed buns, and they smell quite good.”

“Oh.” The young lord’s interest was lackluster.