Pei Xiaoyuan walked out of the study, passed a corridor beside the courtyard, stopped, and turned to look in the direction of the guest room.
It was dark there, without a single light.
The woman, who strictly speaking was a total stranger to him but would soon become his wife, should have been fast asleep by now.
It had indeed come too suddenly, and as he explained to Pei Ji, he was unprepared. And when he first heard the news, he was indeed unwilling.
Although he didn't have anyone in his heart, it would be too hasty for him to get married.
But these are secondary. The main reason is that there is still a shadow and a thorn in his heart. As long as the shadow is not dispelled and the thorn is not removed, he will never be able to let it go in his life. How can he have the heart to start a family
It was Pei Ji's last two words that touched him.
When people live in this world, their own feelings are the most unimportant.
He stopped looking, retracted his gaze from the courtyard, and walked back to where he lived. At the door, there was a maid who looked new, standing outside the house, with a wooden bucket of hot water on the ground at her feet. Her face was flushed, and she looked embarrassed and uneasy. When she saw him appear, she hurried over to greet him.
"Why not send it in?" Pei Xiaoyuan stopped and asked.
"Inside... inside..."
Zhu'er was originally serving Miss Ye, who had already fallen asleep. At night, the young master returned and brought a distinguished guest with him. There was not enough manpower, so He transferred her here temporarily. She was an honest person. When she delivered the third bucket of hot water, she saw from outside the door that the intimate scene inside the house was even worse than before. She didn't dare to go in or leave, and stood still at the door. At this moment, she heard Pei Xiaoyuan's question, and she was afraid of being blamed, so she became more flustered and couldn't speak clearly.
Pei Xiaoyuan also heard the sound of water and laughter coming from the room at this time. He understood what was going on, so he ordered the maid to leave, picked up the bucket and walked in.
Chengping's childhood experience also taught him the lifestyle of the nobles in the capital. He liked luxury and enjoyed life. His catchphrase was "You don't know how hard tomorrow will be, so you must enjoy life while you can." Anyone can suffer, but you can't suffer yourself. This time, he pulled out the fragrant wooden bathtub that he used, which could accommodate five or six people at the same time, with a cart to make it convenient for bathing on the road. The inner door here was narrow and inconvenient to carry it in, so he simply placed it directly in the hall. When Pei Xiaoyuan entered, he had let down his long hair and sat against the wooden wall of the big bathtub. His face was wet and splashed with sparkling water droplets. Several beautiful maids he brought with him were smiling and serving around the wooden tub. Some poured hot water on his shoulders, some rubbed his back and wiped his chest, and some fed him fresh fruits. The mist was thick, and the maids' clothes were all half wet and close to their bodies. The sound of giggling was endless. Suddenly, when they saw him coming in, the maids were a little afraid of him, and they all stopped and slowly stopped laughing.
Chengping raised his eyebrows, and with a splash, he sat up straight from the water, raised his wet arm, wiped his face, and pointed to the empty space opposite him in the tub: "It's just right that you're here! Come on in! There's enough space!"
Pei Xiaoyuan walked over and put the water on the ground next to the bathtub.
"Just take your time washing."
Chengping knew that he was different from himself and was a cautious person, and that he had just been joking on purpose. Seeing that he had left him and gone in, thinking about the news he had just heard, he immediately stood up, hurriedly dried his hair and tied it up randomly, put on some clothes, and sent the maid away to follow him in.