On our wedding night, my wife acted strangely.

Lin Yi came out of the east wing. The moon was high in the sky, and its cool light filled the courtyard, coating the bluestone path with a layer of silver frost.

He felt no emotional turmoil, as if he had merely visited a neighbor instead of drastically altering the life of a young girl.

Lin Yi didn't actually have any ill feelings towards Luo Qingwan, because in the original book she had advised Luo Qingyu not to be so heartless towards "Lin Yi", but Luo Qingyu didn't listen and insisted on doing her own way, which led to the tragedy later.

For this reason alone, Lin Yi would not make things difficult for her, much less force the young girl to serve him in bed.

He had someone arrange for the fat man to stay, while he himself returned to the main room to rest.

After a long day of hustle and bustle, from listening to music in brothels to robbing and looting, it's time for a good night's sleep.

The mobilization of 100,000 troops in the north will take time, and they will be returned to the capital in batches in secret. We cannot rush it.

They pushed open the door to the main room.

The lights were on in the room, and Yifei was helping Shuying make the bed and change the bedding.

Upon seeing Lin Yi return, she quickly stepped forward to greet him with a curtsy, her voice soft: "Your Highness, you're back."

Lin Yi hummed in agreement, sat down at the table, and poured himself a glass of iced tea.

Seeing that his expression was calm and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry, Yifei felt a little uneasy.

I secretly glanced in the direction of the east wing.

It was pitch black there, and there wasn't a sound.

Your Highness... was it over so quickly?

Or perhaps the prince never even touched the second young lady of the Luo family... Yifei was both curious and nervous, and her movements slowed down considerably.

"Your Highness, the bed is made. Are you ready to rest?" Yifei stepped forward and asked softly.

Lin Yi took a sip of tea and said, "Yes, you may all leave."

"Yes... Oh, by the way, Your Highness, it's MiMi's turn to be on night duty today. Just call her if you need anything."

"Um."

Having maids stand guard at night is an old tradition from feudal society.

When the master sleeps, the maid must stay by his side. If the master needs to go to the toilet or wants to drink water in the middle of the night, the maid must serve him at any time.

In addition, during the height of summer, the maids would sit by the bed to keep away mosquitoes and flies from their mistress's sleep.

Yesterday it was Yifei, and today it's Yang Mi's turn.

Lin Yi suddenly remembered something and asked, "Is this Mi Mi the one who slammed the door and left yesterday?"

"Yes." Yi Fei thought Lin Yi would be angry, so she advised, "Your Highness, please don't be angry with her. She is young and doesn't know any better. I will teach her often in the future."

Yifei's expression shifted between uncertainty and uncertainty as she spoke these words with a guilty conscience, clearly indicating that she had more to say.

"What's wrong?" Lin Yi asked.

"N-nothing...it's nothing." Yifei came to her senses and said with her head down, "It's nothing, this servant will take her leave."

After speaking, she curtsied and left with several maids who were equally envious.

Lin Yi smiled, fully aware of these young girls' thoughts.

Jealousy and rivalry are human nature.

Especially in this secluded mansion, their fate rests entirely on their own shoulders; it would be strange if they didn't try every means to climb the social ladder.

However, he didn't dislike the feeling.

It's like having a flock of chirping birds; although noisy, they add a bit of life to this lifeless palace.

As he was thinking, the candlelight in the side room dimmed, and then the door was pushed open.

It was Yang Mi.

She had clearly dressed up carefully today, wearing a bright green, form-fitting ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress) that perfectly accentuated her shapely figure. Her face was lightly made up, and her eyes held a deliberately feigned allure. She was also carrying a basin of hot water in her hands.

"Your Highness, this servant will help you wash your feet." Mimi's voice was sweet and cloying, making one's bones almost melt.

Lin Yi leaned back in his chair without moving, but simply raised his feet.

Encouraged, Mimi quickly knelt down to take off his shoes, saying, "Your Highness must be tired after a long day. You should soak your feet to relax."

Lin Yi could tell she was still a little scared; her trembling hands covered her ankles as she put them into the water.

The moment he was immersed in the warmth, Lin Yi couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

It really relieves fatigue.

Mimi's hands were very soft as she massaged her toes and the back of her feet with just the right amount of pressure.

After washing his feet, while drying them, Yang Mi surprisingly lowered her head and gently kissed Lin Yi's toes.

*Squeak*

This girl is really bold.

"Alright," he said calmly. "You can leave now."

"Huh?" Mimi was taken aback, thinking to herself, "I've been so proactive, don't you feel anything at all?"

Actually, Lin Yi was teasing her on purpose.

As expected, Mimi was reluctant. She looked at the quilt and said, "This servant...this servant hasn't warmed the quilt for Your Highness yet."

"Why bother warming the bed in the middle of summer?" Lin Yi asked knowingly.

Mimi blushed and said in a voice barely audible, "Your Highness is too precious. The blankets are too cold. What if you catch a cold..."

After she finished speaking, without waiting for Lin Yi's agreement, she walked to the bedside and began to take off her clothes.

The outer ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), the inner garment, the tube top... one by one they slipped to the ground, until only a snow-white undergarment remained.

Moonlight streamed through the window, illuminating her partially obscured body, making it appear as beautiful as jade.

"Oh dear!" Mimi blushed and quickly burrowed into the blankets, covering her head with them.

Only her large, watery eyes were visible as she looked at Lin Yi with a mixture of nervousness and anticipation.

Lin Yi found it somewhat amusing.

This girl is really going all out.

Well then, since we're on the same side, there's no need to put on airs. Let's just go for it and not disappoint the beauty.

He picked up the lychee that the fat man had given him from the table, slowly peeled one, and walked to the bedside.

"Open your mouth." Mimi was stunned for a moment, then obediently opened her little mouth.

A cool, sweet fruit was brought in, and the refreshing juice burst in my mouth, sweetening my heart.

"Is it sweet?" Lin Yi's voice carried a hint of amusement.

"Sweet..." Mi Mi's face was full of happiness, feeling like she was being melted by Lin Yi's gentleness.

She mustered her courage, stretched out her two white, lotus-root-like arms from under the covers, wrapped them around Lin Yi's neck, and pulled him toward her.

"Your Highness..."

......

The next day, Lin Yi woke up just as dawn was breaking.

His more than 20 years of military service instilled in him an extremely regular routine. No matter whether he was marching and fighting or messing around with girls the night before, he would naturally wake up at the appointed time.

He glanced at his side; Mimi was still fast asleep, her long eyelashes like two little brushes, a satisfied smile on her lips, as if she were dreaming of something wonderful.

Lin Yi gently moved her arms and legs aside, tiptoed out of bed, put on a smart outfit, and went out.

Daily morning exercise is essential.

After he left, the door was quickly pushed open again, and Yifei and Shuying came in to tidy up the room.

However, the two were stunned as soon as they entered the house.

Mi Mi was lying on the prince's large bed, covered with a thin brocade quilt, revealing a large expanse of her fair shoulders and back.

She seemed to have just woken up, stretching and yawning, her shapely body drawing an alluring curve in the morning light.

Two slender, fair legs swung back and forth in the air, occasionally playfully tapping her bottom, humming an off-key little tune, looking completely content.

When Yifei saw this, the copper basin in her hand fell to the ground with a "clatter," and her heart sank.

Her worst fears came true.

That vixen actually climbed into the prince's bed!

"Who is it? What's all the noise about so early in the morning?" Mimi already knew Yifei had come in. She sat up lazily, letting the quilt slip off her shoulders, revealing a large expanse of her chest and a few hickeys on her neck.

"Oh, it's Yifei," she said, deliberately puffing out her chest, speaking in a hostess-like tone, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and pour me... pour me a cup of tea."