Zong Yuan reached into his pocket and didn’t find it. But the transparent snot didn’t wait for anyone. He cursed, yet still gently used his sleeve to wipe it off.
Qi Dongjun, blankly wiping his nose by him, blushed after a while, whispering, “Daddy…”
Qi Hanguang stood behind them, observing their interaction.
He couldn’t see the expression of the new madam. But from his actions, he could tell his tenderness; he must be someone who liked children. He relaxed a bit in his heart, and the smile on his face became more genuine, his handsome face captivating.
The nanny feared delaying the hour, “Madam, let’s go.”
Zong Yuan withdrew his sleeve, the transparent viscous liquid mercilessly smeared onto Qi Hanguang’s body, “Come on, General, after you.”
Qi Hanguang didn’t know that his arm had been hit by his son’s snot. He smiled and let Zong Yuan go first, “After you, madam.”
The ger raised in the Zong Mansion was indeed different, with a generous demeanor and bold yet meticulous heart.
Qi Dongjun tugged at Zong Yuan’s clothes corner, exceptionally obedient, “Daddy, my name is Jun’er.”
Qi Dongjing also followed with a childish introduction, “I’m Jing’er.”
Zong Yuan’s expression softened, “Hmm, I remember. How about we get to know each other better inside?”
The two children obediently replied, “Okay!”
The guards carried the two young masters, following the crowd.
Qi Dongjun, with a flushed face, covered his face, “Daddy is so gentle!!!”
“And wiped my nose for me!”
Qi Dongjing pouted, “Daddy didn’t wipe it for me.”
Qi Dongjun suggested to his brother, “How about if you start sniffling later, let Daddy wipe it for you!”
Qi Dongjing nodded cutely.
Qi Hanguang was an orphan, so he skipped the ceremony of bowing to his parents. The whole process went quickly. By now, it was getting dark, and the mansion was brightly lit. Qi Hanguang wanted to escort Zong Yuan to the bedroom. “Madam, if you’re a bit tired from the wine, it’s better for you to rest first.”
Zong Yuan sneered, “Am I incapable of drinking?”
Qi Hanguang chuckled, “A ger’s tolerance for alcohol has never been good.”
“Strange,” Zong Yuan said, “How come I never knew?”
The rough men surrounding them joined in jokingly, “If the madam wants to drink, let him! The general can’t bear to part with the wine?”
“It’s not parting with the wine, it’s parting with the madam!”
“Hahaha.”
Qi Hanguang glanced at his subordinates, “Madam, it’s better for you to stay in the bedroom. It’s not a pleasant feeling to get drunk.”
This group of subordinates seemed to thrive on chaos.
Zong Yuan directly threw off the cover on his head, his face darkening, “Damn it. I’ve picked a fight for nothing!”
They had long heard of the famous reputation of the ger from the Zong Mansion. But today was the first time he realized what kind of beauty it was.
A very wild and captivating beauty, with sword-like eyebrows, starry eyes, a high nose, thin lips, especially that hint of red between his eyebrows, extraordinary!
The general’s wife raised his eyebrows, tall and slender. Upon closer inspection, one could hardly tell the difference between him and the general!
Zong Yuan: “Where’s the wine? Come on, let’s have a drinking contest.”
It was just the right time to taste what this ancient wine tasted like.
Qi Hanguang finally realized what his wife looked like, squinting and asking, “Madam, are you sure you want to drink?”
Wasn’t it said that this madam hadn’t reached adulthood yet?
Why did he look much older than him?
Zong Yuan glanced at him and retorted, “The general can’t bear to part with the wine?”
Damn you, just drink.
Speaking of which, this general, tsk tsk, turned out not to be a rough man with a full beard.
He looked even more effeminate than the slight hint of red between his eyebrows now.
Qi Dongjun and Qi Dongjing were being held by someone, fed bite by bite by the people around them.
They watched the group of people start drinking in a daze, “Is it very tasty?”
The attendants around them sensed their restlessness and quickly intervened, “It’s not tasty, not tasty at all. It only becomes tasty when you grow up.”
Qi Dongjun bit his finger in thought, “Okay.”
Qi Hanguang had a good tolerance for alcohol, and Zong Yuan wasn’t bad either. A bunch of guys were itching to come over and toast, but no one took the lead.
Zong Yuan lifted a jar of wine and poured a full bowl, “General, this is for you.”
Before Qi Hanguang could say anything, he tilted his head back and drank it all in one gulp.
Cheers erupted below.
This kid is impressive!
They just love this kind of thing!
Ancient wine, with its frighteningly low alcohol content, couldn’t filter out the impurities at all. Some even tasted sweet.
Zong Yuan frowned.
Qi Hanguang noticed it. Sure enough, a ger couldn’t handle his liquor. He asked again, “Madam, are you okay?”
Zong Yuan raised his chin slightly, “General, it’s your turn to drink.”
With a disdainful expression, he directly ignited Qi Hanguang’s competitive spirit.
Qi Hanguang casually finished a bowl of wine.
The people below went wild. Was the general’s wife challenging the general?
The strategist was feeling exhausted. He walked over, afraid of things escalating, “Madam, allow me, Li, to offer you a drink.”
“No problem,” Zong Yuan immediately replaced his small cup with a large bowl and handed it to him, “Drink from a big bowl and eat plenty of meat, please.”
The strategist, in order not to embarrass the general, gulped down the entire bowl in one go. Zong Yuan feigned surprise, “Mr. Li, you’re so impressive. How about another bowl?”
The next moment, the strategist rolled his eyes and fell into a deep sleep on the ground.
Yang Zongshan, responsible for training soldiers, chuckled and spoke loudly, “Madam has a great tolerance for alcohol!”
Qi Hanguang watched as his subordinates took turns pouring wine. While his wife was fine, all of his subordinates had flushed faces, half-drunk and half-awake.
Zong Yuan had drunk too much and needed to use the restroom. He leaned over and asked Qi Hanguang, “General, where’s the restroom?”
Qi Hanguang reflexively responded, “Restroom?”
Zong Yuan thought he didn’t understand, “It’s the place where you pee.”
Damn it! This ger… How could he…?!
How could he be so carefree?!
Qi Hanguang coughed twice, “I’ll have a servant take you.”
As he got up to call someone, the alcohol rushed to his head, causing him to stagger. Zong Yuan steadied him from the side, his voice low, “Be careful, General.”
Qi Hanguang steadied himself, “Thank you, Madam.”
Zong Yuan: “You’re welcome, General.”
A maid who served them hurried over, “Madam, please follow me.”
Zong Yuan nodded to Qi Hanguang and followed the maid with confident strides, his clothes fluttering without any wind.
There was not a hint of the gentle and virtuous demeanor of a wife.
Qi Hanguang looked at the crystal-clear wine bowl, then his sleeve was suddenly tugged. Qi Dongjing was pulling at his sleeve, tilting his head, “Father, can my brother and I sleep with you and Daddy tonight?”
Qi Hanguang patted his head and gently refused, “You can’t.”
Qi Dongjing pursed his lips, about to cry again.
Qi Hanguang tapped his forehead with his fingers, “You always make a fuss over nothing. Why cry?”
Qi Dongjun ran over, accusing Qi Hanguang, “You’re bullying my brother!”
Qi Hanguang sighed and instructed their attendants, “It’s late. Take the two young masters to their quarters.”
He had lost three wives; fortune tellers had said his fate was too harsh for women to endure. And because of the Right Minister’s mistake, he had directly betrothed the much-loved eldest son.
It was said that when the wedding procession left the capital, hundreds of precious horses followed, and countless aristocratic youths shed tears on the outskirts of the capital.
Even if it was to avoid defying imperial favor, he couldn’t sleep with the children tonight.
Surely the new wife was prepared for this.
When Zong Yuan returned, he saw two little darlings with tears in their eyes clinging to Qi Hanguang’s legs crying to sleep together.
Zong Yuan suddenly remembered he had to deal with the sleeping arrangements tonight.
It was great to sleep with little kids, but he didn’t want to share a bed with a stranger.
0046, “…Did you forget you’re the eldest?”
Zong Yuan: “What’s wrong? Why are you crying?”
Qi Dongjun and Qi Dongjing both looked up with pitiful expressions, “We want to sleep with Father.”
Zong Yuan laughed heartily, “Then let’s sleep together.” He looked at Qi Hanguang, “The general won’t refuse, right?”
Qi Hanguang hadn’t spoken yet when the accompanying nanny couldn’t help but interject, “On the wedding night, on the wedding night… How could it be! Master, it’s not allowed!”
Qi Hanguang suppressed the words he wanted to say, took a sip of his drink, and calmly looked at how Zong Yuan would respond.
“Nanny, you’re in the wrong here,” Zong Yuan effortlessly lifted both children in his arms, looking completely at ease, “Since I… married into the family, I am their daddy. Are you asking me to watch the children cry?”
The nanny couldn’t think of what to say.
Qi Hanguang kept his eyes on Zong Yuan as he held the children. His muscular arms were clearly visible. Weren’t gers supposed to be weak and feeble???
And there was someone who hadn’t drunk too much, with his mouth wide open, “G-General, hurry up, we’re still, still waiting to celebrate the wedding night!”
“Yes, yes, celebrate the wedding night!”
Zong Yuan: “Oh, the wedding night.”
He scanned the group with a mysterious gaze, fixing his eyes on Qi Hanguang, “Oh, General, are you feeling unstable?”
The general was sitting steadily in his seat.
Qi Hanguang: “…”
But Zong Yuan paid no mind. He was determined to make this group realize who was in charge. He rolled up his sleeves, revealing a sturdy and powerful forearm.
Qi Hanguang felt the rush of alcohol, “In public—”
How could this happen in public?!
But Zong Yuan wasn’t done yet. Not only that, he directly bent down and firmly lifted Qi Hanguang up into his arms.
Princess carry. With a not-too-relaxed expression, Zong Yuan swayed a couple of times.
The mighty and invincible General Qi Hanguang from the Northern Frontier: “…”
His subordinates witnessed their leader being lifted by a ger: “…” Wait a minute! We must be seeing things! A ger! Lifting the general?!
The nanny who accompanied Zong Yuan: “!!!”
Zong Yuan held the general as if he were holding a pillow, and sighed, “General, if you can’t handle your liquor, don’t force yourself to drink. How can you push yourself like this?”
Qi Hanguang’s face hardened, “Let go.”
‘Fine,’ Zong Yuan immediately released his grip. General Qi, who had been held at his waist, was unceremoniously dropped to the ground.
His expression twisted in pain as he felt the ache in his rear. He forced a smile, “Madam, such… strength.”
Zong Yuan squatted beside him, not bothering to change his expression, “No problem.”
Qi Dongjun and Qi Dongjing giggled foolishly on the side.
Daddy is playing games with Father? How fun!
The author has something to say:
Yuan-ge is about to overturn your worldview hahaha!
The gers I know are definitely not like this!
