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

Chapter 291 Lord Lu Washes the Bed Sheets
Lu Zhan's eyelids twitched, and his ears burned a little. He forced himself to remain calm and said, "It's nothing. I'm going to the hunting grounds tomorrow, so I packed a few clothes in advance."

Upon hearing this, Madam Wei did not suspect anything. Instead, she instructed, "The hunting grounds are in a remote area, with high mountains and long roads, and it is quite cold. Remember to bring more clothes."

"I understand." Lu Zhan nodded and changed the subject, "By the way, Mother, while I'm away from the capital, please bring my cousin back to live with us."

Upon hearing this, Lady Wei immediately thought of the Crown Prince and said with some worry, "I heard that the Crown Prince will not be accompanying us on this autumn hunt, but will stay behind to oversee the country. I'm a little uneasy about this. Do you think the Crown Prince might..."

"Mother, don't worry. The Crown Prince will be too busy taking care of himself to think about anything else," Lu Zhan comforted her.

Seeing that her son was confident and seemed to have already made arrangements, Madam Wei was relieved. "I will go and bring Wan'er back to live with us tomorrow morning."

"Ah."

As soon as his mother left, Lu Zhan breathed a sigh of relief, quickly untied the bundle, took out the bed sheets, and took them to the clean room.

Madam Wei remembered something she wanted to tell her son. When she returned, she heard the sound of washing clothes coming from the washroom. She was very curious and couldn't help but go over to find out what was going on.

What she saw was her usually aloof and reserved son, with his sleeves rolled up, squatting on the ground, washing the bed sheets.

Wei: "..."

So shocked was she that she stood there with her mouth agape, stunned.

Lu Zhan seemed to sense something, turned his head and saw his mother standing there, looking at him with a look of astonishment. An awkward expression flashed across his handsome face.

"Mother," he called out, forcing himself to speak, and stood up to block the bed sheet in the wooden tub behind him.

Wei came to her senses and looked at him with a complicated expression.

"Well... in a while, you'll be able to marry Wan'er. In the meantime, please... bear with it a little longer," Madam Wei said tactfully, thinking she understood something.

The son must have seen Wan'er in her wedding dress today, looking so beautiful, and after he came back, he started having all sorts of wild thoughts, and then he used his hand... cough cough cough!

Wei interrupted her frivolous thoughts.

Lu Zhan: "..."

Seeing that his mother had clearly misunderstood something, he felt a little embarrassed, but he didn't intend to explain.

Although his cousin was raised by his mother and the two were as close as mother and daughter, they had not yet gone through the wedding ceremony. If his mother found out that he had already taken his cousin's body, his cousin would definitely feel uncomfortable facing his mother in the future.

He didn't care if he was scolded or beaten, but he couldn't let his cousin suffer even the slightest grievance.

Therefore, his mother misunderstood, and he had no intention of defending himself.

But then he remembered something and had some concerns.

Although he didn't get it inside his cousin, there's no guarantee that he didn't make a mistake. If his cousin got pregnant as a result, it would definitely bring gossip to her.

After all, his wedding to his cousin is still more than half a month away.

If she finds out she's pregnant just two weeks after the wedding, it will be troublesome.

Thinking about this, he became somewhat unsettled.

Looking at his mother, he opened his mouth as if to ask something, but then stopped himself.

Seeing that her son remained silent, Madam Wei became even more certain of her guess.

She coughed lightly and instructed, "Ah Zhan, your wedding with Wan'er is only a little over half a month away. Don't forget, be sure to come back as soon as possible and don't delay."

"I know, it won't delay you," Lu Zhan nodded in agreement.

Only then did Madam Wei feel relieved.

Once she left, Lu Zhan breathed a sigh of relief. Luckily, his mother hadn't noticed the color of the bed sheet, otherwise what he and his cousin had done that afternoon would have been impossible to hide.

However, there is something even more urgent now.

Thinking of this, Lu Zhan quickly washed the sheets and hung them up to dry before going out.

When he returned, he had a medicine packet in his hand.

He lit a stove in his courtyard and personally began to brew the medicine. (Zhi Mansion)

Zhi Wanxie didn't get up until it was time to eat.

Although I feel a bit better, my body is still very sore.

However, perhaps because I had used up too much energy in the afternoon, I had a good appetite and ate two bowls of rice and a bowl of soup.

After the meal, the servants cleared away the food.

She rubbed her aching back, intending to go back to her room to lie down for a while. Just as she lifted the beaded curtain, she bumped into a broad chest.

She froze when she smelled her cousin's familiar scent.

She never expected that the two of them would meet again so soon.

She thought that after her cousin left in the evening, she wouldn't see him again for another two weeks...

Thinking about how intimate the two of them had done that afternoon, Zhiwan blushed and felt a little uncomfortable.

"You...why are you here again?" Her voice was low, soft, and trembling.

Lu Zhan was already a little uncomfortable, but when he heard his cousin's soft, slightly trembling voice, his heart fluttered. He put one arm around her waist, pulled her into his arms, and then leaned down to ask her ear with restraint, "Does it still hurt?"

Seeing that he had noticed, Zhiwan didn't hide it and nodded slightly, "Yes, it's a little sore and a little painful."

"I'll rub it for you in a bit," Lu Zhan said softly, then put one arm around her waist and carried the food box in the other, walking towards the bed.

Zhiwan finally noticed the food box he was carrying and asked curiously, "What are you carrying?"

"It's soup," Lu Zhan said calmly, then released her, placed the food box on the small table beside the bed, and took out the soup from it.

"I just ate and had soup, I can't drink anymore," Zhiwan said quickly, assuming it was some kind of nourishing soup.

Lu Zhan paused, looked at his cousin's furrowed brows, coughed lightly, and explained in a low voice, "This is... a contraceptive soup."

Zhiwan was taken aback.

Looking at the dark soup in the bowl, she suddenly realized what was going on, and her face instantly turned red.

She bit her lip, rubbed her handkerchief, glanced at her cousin with a conflicted look, and finally couldn't help but whisper, "It shouldn't be that I... am pregnant."

She spoke the last three words very softly.

But Lu Zhan still heard it.

Both of them fell silent for a moment, because they were thinking about what they had done in this room that afternoon.

After a while, Lu Zhan was the first to come to his senses.

He pursed his thin lips, pulled his shy cousin onto his lap, hugged her, and coaxed her gently, "You might not get pregnant, but you might." He paused, then continued in a low voice, "Just in case, you still have to drink it, otherwise if you get pregnant, it will be bad for your reputation. I prepared this medicine myself, so you don't have to worry about it harming your body."

Zhiwan shook her head and said, "But I don't want to drink it."

"Why? Is it because you're afraid the medicine will taste bitter?" Lu Zhan asked, taking out a dish of candied fruit from the food box. "I also prepared this."

Zhiwan was touched by his thoughtfulness.

She had never thought about getting pregnant, but her cousin had, and was worried that it would damage her reputation.

Looking at the man's handsome face, she couldn't help but feel a sweet warmth in her heart.

Her cousin is responsible and has a strong sense of duty; she was right about him.

Thinking about it, she touched her lower abdomen and said softly, "It's not that I'm afraid of the bitterness of the medicine."

"Huh? Why is that?" Lu Zhan asked, puzzled.

Zhiwan smiled shyly, rested her head on his neck, placed his hand on her abdomen, and whispered, "Cousin, if I get pregnant, I...I want to give birth to the baby."