Ling Mohan breathed a small sigh of relief. He hadn't said anything wrong and had saved his life. Buddha bless, Buddha bless.
"Let's go back to sleep," Feng Jin yawned. She was really sleepy now.
Since Chu Chenyi's decision to leave was already set, whether Lin Yuwei would follow him would depend on Chu Chenyi's ability.
She didn't need to keep watching anymore. It was best to go back to sleep as soon as possible.
Seeing that the mastermind had already left and was no longer watching, Ling Mohan also lost interest in watching the drama. He immediately stepped up to follow Feng Jin's pace.
It was not as comfortable to stand here and blow in the cold wind as it was to hold his wife in bed. Ling Mohan stepped forward, his long arm reaching out to pull Feng Jin's soft body into his embrace.
"Wife, the long night is long, and it needs someone to warm the bed. Do you think your husband is suitable?"
Ling Mohan suddenly got close, startling the unsuspecting Feng Jin. As the hot breath sprayed on her neck, Feng Jin couldn't help but shiver all over and instinctively pushed the man in front of her away.
She reached out and gently patted her flushed and hot cheeks, telling herself to stay calm and not be captivated by beauty.
"You... you stay away from me. Keep your distance. I sleep just fine by myself, and I don't need you for now!"
They had been together for so long, and their children were already so old, yet every time she still couldn't control herself. She was always captivated by Ling Mohan's good looks. How disgraceful.
As Feng Jin regretted her weakness, she also felt a hidden anticipation, which made her feel even more ashamed. Her steps unconsciously quickened, and she hurried forward.
The man couldn't help but laugh out loud as he watched Feng Jin hurry away as if she were escaping. He then followed her. When he reached her side, he scooped her up.
"Ah... what are you doing? Why are you acting crazy in the middle of the night!"
Suddenly being lifted, Feng Jin screamed in fright and slapped hard at the man's side.
Instead of feeling pain from the slap on his chest, Ling Mohan felt a tingling sensation, making it impossible to control his surging emotions. Even his voice became somewhat hoarse: "Wife, do you want to have another daughter?"
Feng Jin's head buzzed, and her earlobes turned red. How could he say such things so calmly in broad daylight? Didn't he feel ashamed?
Frightened, she quickly covered the man's thin lips: "Don't... don't talk nonsense, and... and I don't want to have any more children!"
With these two little troublemakers, she was already exhausted every day. If another one came along, she would truly have no life left. She would absolutely not have another one.
"That's not something you get to decide, wife."
The man raised his head proudly. He was determined to have a daughter. He found those two bratty sons annoying to look at. How could they compare to a well-behaved and sensible daughter?
"No, I don't..."
Just as Feng Jin was about to object, her lips were suddenly sealed, and the words that were about to be spoken turned into muffled sounds.
The man kissed her fiercely, leaving Feng Jin dazed. When she finally came to her senses, she didn't know how she had ended up in bed, and her clothes were already gone.
"I don't... I don't want... to have children..."
Feng Jin's voice, weak and soft, sounded from beneath the covers, lacking any force and even carrying a hint of playful complaint.
These words fell into Ling Mohan's ears and seemed to be an invitation. The man naturally did not hesitate, and his gentle kiss landed on Feng Jin's red lips.
"Be good... listen..."
The man's words were like a siren's call, and Feng Jin followed his lead obediently.
The night was filled with passionate intimacy. Feng Jin didn't know how she fell asleep. When she woke up again, her whole body ached, as if she had been taken apart and reassembled. Even moving a finger was painful.
Feng Jin groggily opened her eyes. Everything that had happened last night replayed in her mind. Her fair cheeks immediately turned crimson, as if they could bleed.
Overwhelmed with shame, Feng Jin pulled the quilt over her head, pretending to be an ostrich.
"Don't suffocate yourself."
The man's steady voice, heard through the thick quilt, made Feng Jin even more ashamed.
She cautiously pulled back a corner of the quilt. The first thing she saw was the man's moon-white robe. As she pulled it back a little further, the man's handsome face suddenly appeared before her as if magnified. Feng Jin paused, forgetting to react.
Ling Mohan reached out and pulled the quilt away from Feng Jin's head, exposing it completely. If she covered her head with such a thick quilt, she wouldn't be afraid of suffocating herself.
"Get up and eat breakfast."
Feng Jin nodded blankly, without any objection. Under the man's intense gaze, she slowly retreated back into the quilt.
"You go out, I need to get dressed."
A muffled voice came from inside the quilt. Ling Mohan shook his head and chuckled helplessly, "I'll go out. You get up quickly."
As he finished speaking, Ling Mohan strode out, followed by the sound of a door closing.
After a long silence, Feng Jin slowly lifted the quilt. She looked around, and only when she was sure the man was gone did she fully expose her head.
She was really suffocating. If Ling Mohan didn't leave soon, she would have lost it.
After lying in bed for a while, Feng Jin slowly got out of bed, her body tired. As soon as she put on her clothes, the door behind her was opened.
Thinking it was Ling Mohan returning, Feng Jin quickly dived back under the covers.
"Young Madam... Young Madam, this servant will help you wash up."
Only when she confirmed it was Chu Qing did Feng Jin lift the quilt and look at Chu Qing with some embarrassment.
It was all Ling Mohan's fault. She had completely lost face.
"The Young General treats the Young Madam very well. He specifically instructed this servant not to disturb the Young Madam's rest and even asked the small kitchen to make nourishing medicinal meals..."
Chu Qing chattered on and on about Ling Mohan's good deeds, acting like a live-action fangirl.
"Alright, alright, stop talking. Help me get washed first."
Chu Qing's chatter was making her ears itch. She didn't have the strength to lift her hands to wash herself anymore, so she just comfortably accepted Chu Qing's service.
"Yes, Young Madam."
Chu Qing stepped forward and was about to tie up Feng Jin's hair when she suddenly exclaimed, "Young Madam... you..."