Unexpectedly, Yun Lie grabbed her sleeve and shook his head violently again, a faint, ingratiating smile appearing in his dark eyes.
The long candle by the bedside flickered softly, gently releasing a few tiny sparks of light.
The flickering lamplight cast a hazy glow on his pale bronze face, softening his originally resolute and handsome features, making him look like a mountain king who had sheathed his claws and restrained his power.
It's fluffy, warm, and soft, and you can knead it as you like.
Luo Cuiwei took a deep breath and coughed twice.
He raised his right hand, unsure whether to support his forehead or wipe away non-existent nosebleed.
Seeing that she was looking down at him but remained silent with her lips pursed, Yun Lie's eyes narrowed and he let go of her sleeve.
Lie on your back and pull her hand over to cover your eyes.
“I ate that bone cake,” he mumbled in a low, weak voice, a blush of shame on his cheekbones, “in front of Tao Yin.”
His long, dark eyelashes rose and fell with his words, like two small fans gently tickling her soft palms.
Luo Cuiwei was a little flustered by the intermittent touch in his palm. After hearing his words, she hurriedly bit her lip, but still couldn't stop her chuckling.
Hearing this laughter, Yun Lie's wildly beating heart finally calmed down. He then pulled the soft hand covering his eyes down and pressed it against his slightly burning cheek.
"So, you're accepting your surrender?"
For Yun Lie, who had been fighting on the border for years, being wounded in the back would be a great humiliation, let alone surrendering and admitting defeat.
In this world, Luo Cuiwei is probably the only one who has ever heard him utter the word "surrender" from his own mouth.
Luo Cuiwei felt a pang of tenderness that made her speechless. A smile appeared at the corner of her eye as she shrank into the blankets, but instead of lying down, she pounced on him, pressing her right palm against his right shoulder and raising her elbow diagonally to press against his chin.
"Are you still going to cause trouble?"
Yun Lie slightly raised his chin and smiled broadly, "I'll stop fooling around."
He was quite pleased with his wife's seemingly intimidating but actually affectionate "coercion."
"Isn't it better to be a good person?" She glanced at him with a smile in her beautiful eyes, enunciating each word with a playful and slightly reproachful tone, "Yun, dog, zi."
Yun Lie was clearly taken aback by the address. He glanced at her with his eyes down and then a sinister smile appeared on his lips.
"What, aren't you going to...hey!"
Just as Luo Cuiwei was about to press her advantage and continue mocking him, he suddenly stuck out his tongue and licked her elbow, startling her so much that she blushed and withdrew her hand.
She lay down on her side and curled up in his arms before muttering a snicker, "A prince as high as Prince Zhao, addicted to being a dog? Where's your backbone?"
His Highness Prince Zhao, having successfully launched a despicable counterattack, raised his eyebrows without shame, embraced his beloved wife tightly, and found her the most comfortable position. His eyes were full of smiles, but he pretended to be helpless and mocked himself, "The current Prince Zhao has no backbone left, what backbone is there?"
Luo Cuiwei patted him on the shoulder, both amused and exasperated. "When others admit defeat and pretend to be dogs, they might bark a couple of times, but I've never seen anyone as honest as you."
"Wait, something doesn't sound right." Yun Lie froze for a moment, then slowly lowered his head and frowned, meeting his wife's questioning gaze as if facing a formidable enemy.
"Could it be that you have another dog?"
Luo Cuiwei gritted her teeth and gave him a pair of coquettish eye rolls, "Yun Gouzi, I think you really want to build a nest next to the woodshed."
Her response was a thick-skinned, muffled laugh.
****
The next day was a rainy day.
As the saying goes, a shower of autumn rain brings a chill. Luo Cuiwei yawned and struggled to sit up, but was immediately defeated by the chilly weather and timidly hid back under the covers.
Yun Lie, who had already changed his clothes, turned around and saw her peeking out from under the covers with a pained expression, looking like she was having a mental struggle. He walked to the bedside and gently brushed the strands of hair that were scattered on her face.
"It's raining today. If you need to go out and run anything, just leave it to me."
Luo Cui squinted her sleepy eyes and glanced at him for a while, "Aren't you busy today?"
"Um."
In fact, how could he possibly not be busy?
The construction of the city needs to be followed up, the appointment of officials after the establishment of the government, the revision of laws, and various decrees need to be discussed and deliberated with the staff. There is also the military intelligence sent back by Xiong Xiaoyi from the front defense zone that needs to be reviewed... He wished he could pull out a handful of hair, blow on it, and turn it into many versions of himself.
However, Luo Cuiwei often looked tired lately, which made him feel sorry for her, so he made up his mind to help her out no matter how busy he was.
"I promised Gao Zhan yesterday that I would accompany him to apologize to Miss Fu Qi," Luo Cuiwei said, closing her eyes with relief when he said he wasn't in a hurry, and mumbled her instructions, "Also, it's raining over there today, so tell Song Qiuqi to find some more raincoats and send them to the craftsmen at the other end of the house, and also tell Tao Yin to make a big pot of ginger soup..."
According to the rules, the craftsmen's final payment is calculated based on the number of days they work, so even if it's raining, they are unwilling to stop working.
Luo Cuiwei naturally understood how difficult it was for them to make a living, so she could only take extra care of them in these small ways.
"Also, the money for this season's military rations, the silver notes are in the small box on the second shelf of the bookcase in the side hall. Have someone take them to the money exchange in Songyuan..."
Although she was very sleepy, she was still quite organized.
Yun Lie listened patiently as she recounted everything, then bent down to tuck the blanket around her and gave her a light kiss on the lips.
Looking at her beautiful face as she fell asleep again, Yun Lie felt deeply guilty.
We need to get things sorted out as soon as possible and not let her work so hard anymore.
****
Yun Lie handled the dispute between Gao Zhan and Fu Ying in a very simple and brutal way.