Chapter 501: Chapter 502, Marital Harmony
Duan Qimeng smiled.
Towards Ruan Wanrong, it wasn’t just the love of his youth, but also deep gratitude.
If it hadn’t been for her, Yun Jinnian wouldn’t have come to the Duan Family, let alone inviting Divine Doctor Han to treat his grandmother with acupuncture.
"All your little thoughts are written on your face, who can’t see that!!"
Ruan Wanrong laughed, "I can’t be bothered with you, I’m going to the front courtyard to wait for Sister Jinnian. It’s her second visit to our residence; last time she didn’t even have time to drink a cup of hot tea before hurrying away!"
She felt extremely sorry about it.
Duan Qimeng nodded, "Wait for me, I’ll wash up and join you!"
He had heard some news, that Yun Jinnian’s recent outing was on behalf of the Emperor, Prince Rui, and Prince Yanjun, and after returning, it was said that the poisons in Prince Rui and Prince Yanjun had been cured.
Entering the palace to detoxify the Emperor would happen within these few days, and afterwards, he was likely to become renowned throughout Capital City and the entire Tianchu Country.
It would be good for him to strengthen his relationship with Yun Jinnian.
Secondly, accompanying Ruan Wanrong was also to show Yun Jinnian that he, her brother-in-law, was very welcoming of her visits to their home.
And this home would inevitably be divided sooner or later. The current delay in dividing the house was just due to concerns that, after the division, without this connection, Yun Jinnian would be unwilling to treat their illnesses.
After Yun Jinnian helped with the detoxification, the house must be divided; enduring the situation for over a year was already the limit.
Duan Qimeng was also aware that all the glory and wealth depended on the Emperor’s favor; without the Emperor’s promotion, all the talent and ambition in the world would be useless.
"Fine!"
Ruan Wanrong smiled and let Duan Qimeng freshen up.
Some things she understood; since ancient times, men had multiple wives and concubines. If he truly cared for her, he wouldn’t flirt with others, but if she wasn’t in his heart, her vigilance would be pointless.
Suddenly thinking of something, she stood up and went into the bathroom.
Duan Qimeng, with his back to the door, had a tall figure, wearing only a loosely hanging undergarment around his waist. He was wiping his body with a cloth.
Ruan Wanrong’s face turned slightly red, but still she approached softly and said, "Let me help you with that!"
Duan Qimeng turned his head, surprised yet happy, "Alright!"
But as they wiped, a different kind of fire sparked.
Duan Qimeng clasped Ruan Wanrong in his arms, his hand covering her chest.
"Stop, Sister Jinnian will be here soon!" Ruan Wanrong whispered seductively.
Duan Qimeng lowered his head and kissed Ruan Wanrong’s lips, "I’ll be quick!"
The two of them consummated in the bathroom. Duan Qimeng found it thrilling and couldn’t help but exert some strength, while Ruan Wanrong, with a hoarse voice, coordinated with him.
As Duan Qimeng had said, it was a quick affair.
But both felt extraordinarily passionate. After it was over, Ruan Wanrong leaned against the rack, her bare legs trembling, as Duan Qimeng wiped her body and dressed her in clean clothes.
Then she raised her hand and punched Duan Qimeng lightly, "It’s all your fault!"
Sultry and shy, she held back her words.
Duan Qimeng smiled tenderly and took Ruan Wanrong’s hand, kissing it, "It’s my mistake, you can punish me however you want tonight. Just leave me some dignity in front of my little sister-in-law!"
Because of this term "little sister-in-law", Ruan Wanrong began to laugh, "You really know how to take advantage. I do hope Sister Jinnian truly becomes your little sister-in-law, but I’m also afraid she won’t want to!"
She knew that Yun Jinnian was closest to Dai Hanmi, and only after her, to her.
"Now you are handkerchief friends, to deepen your bond, commit to a sworn sisterhood. As long as you treat her sincerely, without scheming and with more genuine feelings, she will be willing!"
Upon hearing this, Ruan Wanrong thought it made sense, "I’ll listen to you!"
After picking a hairpin for Ruan Wanrong’s coiffure and drawing her eyebrows, Duan Qimeng led her to the front hall.
The maid entered the bathroom, blushing at the sight of clothes on the floor, hurriedly collected them for starching and washing, but not without someone noticing...