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

Chapter 318 Zhiwan Dislikes Her Cousin for Being Lacking Strength

"Of course it's true." Lu Zhan said with a smile, reaching out to gently flick her delicate nose. "Anything I have is yours."

"Well, then you must never go drinking at brothels again." Zhiwan looked at him with a serious expression.

Lu Zhan paused for a moment, then said seriously, "I never drink at brothels."

Zhi Wan glanced at him and said, "Cousin, you're lying through your teeth. You've not only visited every brothel in the capital, but also every brothel in Yangzhou. You've probably even gotten to know quite a few courtesans, haven't you?"

Lu Zhan: "..."

"And those skinny girls, they've all come all the way to the capital, wanting to be your concubines." Zhiwan said, a hint of annoyance in her voice.

My cousin is aloof and indifferent to women, but he can't help but attract them.

Speaking of which, my cousin has gotten himself into quite a few romantic entanglements.

"Are you jealous?" Lu Zhan lifted her chin.

"No, I didn't." Zhiwan slapped his hand away.

Lu Zhan sighed and pulled her into his arms. "The reason I went to the brothel during that time was because of you, wasn't it?"

"Because of me?" Zhiwan frowned. "You went to a brothel, how is that related to me? Did I send you there?"

“You forgot, in the dream before, I guessed about your background, but you didn’t deny it then,” Lu Zhan reminded him.

Upon hearing this, Zhiwan immediately remembered.

At that time, my cousin even guessed that she was a prostitute.

To avoid trouble, she did not deny it.

Thinking of this, her voice lowered, "You came here to find me?"

"Mm." Lu Zhan nodded.

Zhiwan said sullenly, "Fine, then I can't blame you."

"It wasn't my own choice to go in the first place," Lu Zhan said helplessly.

“Even so, you must inform me before you drink outside in the future. Also, try to avoid hanging out with Duan Shaoqing and Ouyang Shaoqing,” Zhiwan instructed.

Both of them enjoyed drinking and carousing. Even though Duan Ling and Ouyang Zhenzhu's marriage was arranged, as the saying goes, "It's easier to change mountains and rivers than to change one's nature." Some bad habits cannot be changed just because the marriage is arranged.

My cousin is close to them, and over time, he might be influenced by their bad habits.

"I never liked hanging out with them anyway, so I'll refuse all their invitations from now on," Lu Zhan assured him.

"That's pretty much it."

"Alright, housekeeper, hurry up and go pay your respects to Father and Mother. They've been waiting anxiously for you." Lu Zhan said with a smile.

“You’re the one who’s in charge of the household,” Zhiwan said, dissatisfied.

Lu Zhan: "..."

Duan Ling and Ouyang Shaoqing, who were working at the Dali Temple, suddenly sneezed several times.

Could it be that someone is talking badly about them behind their backs?

As they were talking, Zhiwan and Lu Zhan had already arrived at the Orchid Courtyard.

Wei and Lu Zhenbei had been waiting for a long time.

However, the two were not impatient at all, and when they saw that the two had finally arrived, they were all smiles.

Even Lu Zhenbei, a man who rarely smiles, showed a rare smile on his face.

"Father, Mother, I'm sorry to have kept you waiting." Zhiwan said somewhat apologetically.

“No matter how long it takes, we can wait,” Madam Wei said nonchalantly.

She looked at the girl she had raised with great admiration.

Seeing her standing next to her tall son, looking so well-matched and pleasing to the eye, filled her with a sense of pride that made her smile so broadly it was almost creasing her face.

The girl she raised is just different.

It's fortunate that she raised this girl, otherwise her son would still be a bachelor.

One was born to her, and the other was raised by her.

Now that the two have tied the knot, Madam Wei felt an immense sense of accomplishment.

"Please serve tea to the Duke and his wife, Madam Heir." At this moment, Granny Fang brought in the tea, her face beaming with joy. The young lady and the young master are truly a perfect match.

Lu Zhan took Zhi Wan's hand and knelt down with her on the prayer mat.

Zhiwan accepted the tea offered by Granny Fang and first offered it to Lu Zhenbei, saying, "Father, please have some tea."

"Good, good, good." Lu Zhenbei said "good" several times in a row, took the teacup, took a symbolic sip, and then took out the gift he had prepared in advance and handed it to Zhiwan.

"Thank you, Father," Zhiwan said after accepting the gift.

Lu Zhenbei shook his head. "Wan'er, you don't need to be so polite." Then, he looked at Lu Zhan and said, "You must treat Wan'er well. If I find out that you have bullied her, you will be dealt with according to military law."

Lu Zhan's eye twitched slightly, and he agreed, "Father, don't worry, I won't give you a chance."

"That would be for the best," Lu Zhenbei snorted coldly.

Zhiwan felt a warm glow in her heart.

At that moment, she felt like the luckiest and happiest person in the world.

Next, tea was served to the Wei family.

Madam Wei also gave Zhiwan a gift, but this time it was a jade bracelet. She personally helped Zhiwan put it on her wrist and then reprimanded Lu Zhan in the same way.

"...You are so much older than Wan'er, so you should be more considerate of her in the future. You must listen to whatever Wan'er says and not make her angry. If Wan'er is unhappy, you must find a way to coax her. That is the responsibility a man should have."

Upon hearing this, Lu Zhan glanced at her. His mother always liked to poke at his sore spots and bring up his age. Fortunately, his cousin didn't look down on him because he was older than her.

"What's wrong? Are you not convinced?" Wei raised an eyebrow when she saw that he didn't say anything.

"No, I...I'm convinced," Lu Zhan said.

Upon seeing this, Zhiwan lowered her head and smiled.

In other families, new brides are usually met with difficulties by their in-laws, but in the Lu family, it's the other way around.

The one who was being given a hard time was my cousin.

“It’s good that you’re convinced. You have to know that you’re already quite old. If it weren’t for Wan’er not disliking you and being willing to marry you, you would probably be a bachelor for the rest of your life,” Madam Wei added.

Lu Zhan: "..."

"Wan'er, get up quickly." Madam Wei reached out and helped Zhiwan up, completely ignoring her son who was still kneeling beside her. "By the way, Wan'er, do you like the decorations in the new room?"

“I like it very much.” Zhiwan nodded. “Thank you for your trouble, Mother.”

"I'm glad you like it. I was worried you wouldn't like it." Madam Wei was very happy. "Did you ride that swing?"

"Not yet." Zhiwan shook her head.

"When we get back, you must sit on the swing. Have A-Zhan push you high up. Don't worry, I had it reinforced. You can sit on it without worry," Madam Wei instructed.

Upon hearing this, Zhiwan was somewhat tempted and nodded in agreement, "Okay."

"You must be tired after a long day yesterday. Go home and rest early. I won't keep you for lunch. Come back and have dinner together tonight," said Madam Wei.

“Yes, Mother,” Zhiwan replied.

After bidding farewell to her parents-in-law, Zhiwan returned to Qingyun Residence with her cousin.

Seeing the swing in the courtyard, Zhiwan was eager to try it out. "Cousin, I want to sit on it."

"Then sit down." Lu Zhan took her hand and led her to the swing.

When they reached the swing, Zhiwan broke free from her cousin's hand and sat on the swing.

"Hold on tight, I'll push you," Lu Zhan said.

"Ah."

As soon as Zhiwan finished speaking, the swing started to sway under Lu Zhan's push.

At first, he didn't use much force, but after Zhiwan got used to it, he used more force.

Zhiwan felt herself swinging higher and higher with each swing. At first, she was a little scared, but when she remembered her mother-in-law saying that the swing was very sturdy, she gradually calmed down and even complained that Lu Zhan wasn't pushing hard enough.

"Cousin, you're not strong enough. Can you try a little harder?"

Lu Zhan paused and pulled her back.

He placed his hands on the ropes on either side of the swing, leaned down to look at her, and said, "Now you think I'm not strong enough? Last night, who was crying and begging for mercy? Now, your legs aren't sore anymore, are they?"