The abstinent and powerful minister is cold and aloof during the day, but he adores her in his dream

Chapter 220 My Soft Cousin in My Arms

"Perhaps... that person is mute and cannot speak?" Wei guessed.

Zhiwan recalled the man's silent demeanor and nodded. "That's possible, but that man was strange. Even on such a hot day, he was wrapped up tightly."

“That’s quite strange,” Madam Wei nodded.

After discussing for a while, the two changed the subject.

Since she had already returned to Jurong, Zhiwan decided to go to Hongye Village to see Nurse Chen.

"Aunt, I want to go see Nurse Chen. After I get back to the city, you can rest at the inn first. I'll be back soon."

Madam Wei held her hand and said, "Since you've come all the way to Jurong, it's only right that you go and see your wet nurse. I don't need to rest; I'll go with you."

Upon hearing this, Zhiwan hesitated, "But the roads in the village are not easy to travel, they are very bumpy..."

"If you're not afraid, why would I be?" Madam Wei pinched her cheek and said nonchalantly.

Upon hearing this, Zhiwan did not refuse again.

After arriving in the city and buying some things for Nurse Chen, the group headed straight for Red Leaf Village.

Upon seeing Zhiwan arrive, Nurse Chen was overjoyed and asked, "Why has Miss come?"

After their last parting, she thought she would see the young lady again in a very long time.

Unexpectedly, she saw the young lady again so soon.

“I came with my aunt,” Zhiwan said with a smile.

"Madam Lu is here too?" Nurse Chen was stunned.

Just as Zhiwan was about to nod, she saw her aunt get off the carriage.

Upon seeing this, Chen, the wet nurse, hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, saying, "This humble woman greets Madam Lu."

"Please rise quickly, Nurse Chen." Madam Wei personally helped her up, smiling as she said, "It's been many years, but Nurse Chen is still as spry as ever."

The wet nurse was so happy she didn't know what to say. Luckily, her daughter-in-law Qiao'e came out with the child and reminded her, "Mother, please invite them in for tea."

"Yes, yes, look at my brain." Chen, the wet nurse, finally realized what she had done and hurriedly said to Wei and Zhiwan, "Come in and sit down."

When Zhiwan saw that Qiao'e was holding a child, she was very surprised. "Sister-in-law Qiao'e, you've already given birth?"

Qiao'e smiled and handed the baby to her. "She was born last month, and the baby is now a month old. Would you like to hold the baby, Miss?"

Looking at the tiny child in her arms, Zhiwan felt helpless and dared not hold him. In the end, Wei Shi took the child from her.

"This child is fair-skinned and chubby; he's a blessed child," Madam Wei said with a smile, and then asked Granny Fang to fetch a brocade box from the carriage.

The brocade box was opened to reveal a silver longevity lock.

Wei hung the longevity lock around the child's neck.

Upon seeing this, Chen the wet nurse and Qiao'e quickly declined, saying, "Madam, this is too precious, we can't accept it..."

"This is my gift to the child, and I wish him good health and a long life," said Mrs. Wei with a smile.

Upon hearing this, the two stopped refusing and kept thanking him.

"Since Madam loves children so much, her descendants will surely be numerous and prosperous!" said Nurse Chen sincerely.

These words delighted Madam Wei. "Then I'll take Chen's good wishes with me." With that, she smiled and glanced at Zhiwan.

Zhiwan was embarrassed and her face turned red.

Seeing this, Madam Wei was very happy, but considering that there were outsiders present, she did not tease her.

The group went inside.

Upon hearing the news, the brothers Da Niu and Er Niu also came to pay their respects to the Wei family.

After exchanging pleasantries, Madam Wei told Chen the wet nurse about Zhiwan's marriage to Lu Zhan.

Upon hearing this, Chen, the wet nurse, was overjoyed.

“When the young master accompanied the young lady to visit me last time, I felt that the young master and the young lady were a perfect match, and I was right.”

Madam Wei raised her eyebrows. So her son had accompanied Wan'er here once before?
"Nanny Chen has a good eye," said Madam Wei with a pleased expression.

Seeing that they were about to talk about her marriage, Zhiwan quickly changed the subject, saying, "Nanny, thank you for cleaning up my parents' graves."

She came to visit her wet nurse today mainly to express her gratitude to the Chen family. If it weren't for their help in taking care of her parents' graves, they wouldn't be so clean and tidy.

After hearing this, Chen, the wet nurse, was stunned for a moment and shook her head. "It wasn't us who cleaned it. Da Niu and I do go there twice a year to try to clean up the graves of the master and madam, but every time we go, the graves have already been cleaned up. This year is no exception."

"It wasn't you wet nurses who cleaned it up?" Zhiwan asked in surprise. "Then who could it be?"

“When the master was alive, he did many good things for the people of Jurong. It must have been the people who were grateful for his kindness that spontaneously went to clean up for the master and his wife,” Chen the wet nurse guessed.

Upon hearing this, Zhiwan immediately thought of the man in black robes she had encountered at her parents' graves earlier that day.

Was it done by that man in black?
Could it be that the man in black robes also received kindness from his parents?

Regardless of who that person was, Zhiwan was very grateful.

After chatting for a while, seeing that it was getting late, Madam Wei took Zhiwan and bid farewell to the Chen family.

As darkness fell, the group returned to Jurong.

Seeing that it was getting late, Madam Wei and Zhiwan decided to find an inn in Jurong to stay for the night and return to Yangzhou the next morning.

The inn that Jiang Shi found was the same one that Zhi Wan and her cousin stayed at last time.

Having spent the entire day traveling, Zhiwan and Wei were exhausted. After their meal, they went back to their rooms to rest.

After a quick wash, Zhiwan fell asleep immediately.

She woke up suddenly in the middle of the night and found herself in a room.

She looked around blankly before realizing that this room was her cousin's residence at the inn.

She glanced at the empty bed, hesitated for a moment, and then walked out of the inner room.

Sure enough, a man was seen working on official business at a table in the outer room.

"Cousin," Zhiwan called softly.

Hearing the sound, the man paused in his writing, looked up, and was somewhat surprised to see his cousin emerge from the inner room. "When did you arrive?"

“Just now,” Zhiwan replied as she approached.

Just as she was about to find a chair to sit down, her waist suddenly tightened.

The next moment, she sat on her cousin's lap.

She paused for a moment, then tried to get up, but the man's arms were tightly wrapped around her waist, making it impossible for her to move.

"How come my cousin is already so distant after only one day apart?" the man said in a deep voice, his tone clearly carrying a hint of sarcasm.

"No, I didn't," Zhiwan denied.

"Really not?" The man lifted her chin with his long, slender fingers and looked down at her.

Her delicate, butterfly-like eyelashes fluttered, and she suddenly wrapped her arms around his neck, offering her red lips to him.

Lu Zhan was taken aback, then tightened his grip on her waist and lowered his head to kiss her soft lips, but at that moment, Zhi Wan suddenly turned her head away.

Lu Zhan: "..."

He pinched his cousin's slender waist. "Is my cousin playing a trick on me?"

Zhiwan said matter-of-factly, "Who told my cousin not to keep his promise last night?"

Holding his delicate cousin in his arms, Lu Zhan's Adam's apple bobbed as he patiently asked, "Tell me, what have I failed to keep?"

"Cousin, how could you forget something you promised yourself?" Zhiwan said with dissatisfaction.

Lu Zhan lowered his head and thought for a while, then finally remembered something. He coughed lightly and changed the subject, "Cousin, go to the inner room and rest for a while. I still have official business to finish."

Zhiwan didn't want him to let it go so easily, so she took the paper and pen he had placed on the table and said with a smile, "Draw a portrait of your cousin. It won't take long. I'm very fast."

Lu Zhan: "..."

"Cousin, would you like to lie down on the bed, or right here at this table?" As Zhiwan spoke, her gaze swept over the desk in front of her, as if assessing whether it was big enough for her cousin to lie down.

Lu Zhan: "..."

He ultimately chose to stay on the bed in the inner room.

(End of this chapter)