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Chapter 237: Qianqian's Initiative
Chapter 237: Qianqian's Initiative
The two drank the nuptial wine that they had not finished on their wedding night.
After this cup, the ceremony was complete, and according to custom, they were officially husband and wife.
What was next was—
Lu Yuan glanced at Meng Qianqian without changing his expression. Perhaps it was because of the wine, but her cheeks were slightly flushed in the candlelight, exuding a tempting peach-like allure.
His throat moved slightly.
"Grand Marshal."
"What is it?"
Meng Qianqian pointed to his hand, "The cup."
She meant to give the cup to him, so she could put it away.
Unexpectedly, Lu Yuan misunderstood her intention and took the cup from her hand, placing it back on the table.
Meng Qianqian's heart pounded. Was she ordering around the Grand Marshal?
Lu Yuan cleared his throat and supported his knees with both hands, "The consummation, this marshal will make up for it."
Meng Qianqian took a deep breath, wanting to speak but stopping herself.
Lu Yuan's face darkened, "What? You don't want to?"
Meng Qianqian raised her head and sighed, "Grand Marshal, Xiaojiu has long admired you, and every day she looks forward to becoming your true wife. But precisely because of this, Xiaojiu doesn't want to take advantage of you in your moment of weakness."
Lu Yuan furrowed his brows, "Take advantage of me?"
Meng Qianqian spoke with a pained expression, "Xiaojiu means, if Grand Marshal wants to turn our pretend relationship into a real one, it's probably because of the pressure from my grandfather and mother to give Bao Shu a younger brother or sister. Such filial piety moves heaven and earth! If Xiaojiu takes advantage of Grand Marshal's filial piety, wouldn't it be a betrayal of my grandfather and mother's love, and a stain on my feelings for you?"
Lu Yuan spoke coldly, "In the end, you still don't want to."
Meng Qianqian clenched her fist, "As long as Grand Marshal doesn't mind Xiaojiu taking advantage of you, then tonight... Xiaojiu will cook the rice with you!"
After saying this, she leaned forward and pushed Lu Yuan onto the wedding bed filled with peanuts, longan, and jujubes.
She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and leaned towards Lu Yuan.
Lu Yuan pushed her away and walked out with a cold face.
Meng Qianqian reached out, "Grand Marshal! Don't leave Xiaojiu—don't leave Xiaojiu—leave Xiaojiu—Xiaojiu—jiu—"
After confirming that he was far away, Meng Qianqian retracted her hand, which had tensed up, and raised her eyebrows.
"As expected of me."
Meng Qianqian walked out of the pull-bed and sat down at the table. She opened the snack box and grabbed a handful of fried delights, eating them one by one.
"The fried delights are all red, mandarin duck pastries, lily cakes, heart-binding candies..."
As Meng Qianqian ate, she counted the snacks in the box, which could only be eaten on the wedding day, but suddenly, the fried delights didn't taste as good.
If she had known, she wouldn't have flattered him so randomly the first time.
Now, she had gone too far with her flattery, and it seemed like she couldn't contain it anymore.
With my current "status," I should... not be sentenced to death.
Meng Qianqian thought it over and decided to be honest with Lu Yuan.
Lu Yuan was not in the study; he had gone to bathe.
However, the water in the bath barrel had been prepared an hour ago and had already turned cold. He didn't call for anyone to add hot water either.
The autumn night carried a cool breeze, dispelling the summer heat, while the warmth of the nuptial wine burned in his chest.
Meng Qianqian found the bathroom from the study.
She waited outside for a long time, but when Lu Yuan didn't appear, she gently knocked on the door.
"Grand Marshal, it's me. I have something to tell you. Should I wait for you here, or go back and wait for you?"
There was no response from the bathroom.
Meng Qianqian frowned.
Was he really angry?
No, no, he wouldn't ignore her if he was angry. He would rather scold her, but he always responded.
"Grand Marshal."
Meng Qianqian knocked on the door again.
Still, there was no reaction.
She pressed her ear against the door crack, and even the sound of water had stopped. It was so quiet, as if no one was inside.
Without hesitation, Meng Qianqian kicked open the door, rushed into the bathroom, and dashed to the bathtub. She saw Lu Yuan, who had already sunk into the water.
Her face changed, and she quickly pulled Lu Yuan out of the water, "Lu Yuan!"
Lu Yuan's face turned purple, his body was ice-cold, and he had no pulse.
Meng Qianqian carried Lu Yuan out of the bathtub and laid him flat on the ground.
She knelt beside Lu Yuan and pressed down on his chest with all her strength.
But Lu Yuan still showed no signs of waking up.
Meng Qianqian grew anxious, "Lu Yuan, wake up! Is there a bridal chamber night where the groom abandons the bride? Do you want me to be a widow again?"
Perhaps it was her words or her pressing that had an effect, as Lu Yuan suddenly spat out a mouthful of water and finally regained his pulse and breathing.
However, his consciousness was still blurry, and he was like a frozen Ice Beauty, with a chill emanating from his entire body.
"How could this happen?"
Meng Qianqian had known Lu Yuan for so long, and she had never heard that he also had a cold illness.
Suddenly, Meng Qianqian thought of the Crimson Spirit Ginseng in the Governor's Mansion.
Crimson Spirit Ginseng was used to treat cold illnesses. When Yan Niangzi used it to save her, she had only sighed at the Governor's Mansion's wealth and possession of such a valuable herb, but she never thought about why they would have it.
Now it seemed that those herbs were his own medicine.
He had given his medicine... to her.
Meng Qianqian wrapped him in her outer robe, carried him back to the bridal chamber, and took out a cotton quilt from the cabinet to cover him.
"Crimson Spirit Ginseng..."
The Crimson Spirit Ginseng from the Governor's Mansion had been consumed by her, but fortunately, her grandfather and mother had brought more when they came to the capital.
She ground a few of them into powder.
Meng Qianqian opened the drawer, took out a small bottle of the powder, and poured it into Lu Yuan's mouth. Then, she brought a bowl and spoon and, like feeding Bao Shu, she coaxed and fed him spoonful by spoonful.
The effects of the Crimson Spirit Ginseng were not immediate.
Meng Qianqian kicked off her shoes, climbed onto the bed, and crawled under the covers, "Grand Marshal, are you stupid? Why didn't you tell me you had a cold illness earlier?"
If she had known he had it too, she wouldn't have consumed so much of the Crimson Spirit Ginseng.
Lu Yuan: "Meng Xiaojiu, you're so noisy."
Meng Qianqian asked in surprise, "You're awake?"
Lu Yuan's face was pale, "No."
Then, his consciousness blurred again.
"Meng Xiaojiu, are you a fireball? You're burning me."
Meng Qianqian took a deep breath, "Because you're cold, my husband."
Meng Qianqian felt she might have been too anxious and had fed him too much of the Crimson Spirit Ginseng.
In the latter half of the night, after his cold illness subsided, he began to feel hot, a heat that came from within.
He sat up abruptly, like a freshly baked fireball, and said seriously, "Meng Xiaojiu, what time is it? I need to attend court!"
Meng Qianqian: "It's... still early."
"Xun Yu's homework isn't finished yet. If it's not done, there's no food, and I'll get beaten."
"Last time, the teacher broke my hand. I learned my lesson and used my other hand to support it, so it wouldn't break again, like this."
Meng Qianqian stared at the hand he extended towards her, stunned.
His hand, had it been broken before? Lu Yuan scratched his head, his eyes like those of an eleven or twelve-year-old, "I knelt in the snow for an entire night, it hurt so much. I couldn't tell Cen Bo, he would worry."
Meng Qianqian looked at him intently, "Did they... treat you like that?"
Lu Yuan suddenly covered his foot and showed a pained expression, "They said that even if my leg became lame, I still couldn't enter the examination hall. But as long as I help Xun Yu get the top scholar title, I'll still have a chance to become an official."
Meng Qianqian hugged him.
At the critical moment, Qianqian had to take the initiative.
(End of Chapter)
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