Reborn Lady

Chapter 130

While the third master didn’t require assistance during his bath, Jinzhan sneaked into the inner room and shared a humorous anecdote with Yin Hui. “Madam, when we were returning from the bath, we spotted the eldest master and the second master.”

As Jinzhan imitated their appearance, both Yin Hui and Yinzhan burst into laughter. Among King Yan’s five sons, the eldest son, Wei Yang, was the least skilled in martial arts, and his physical strength naturally lagged behind his younger brothers. Given Wei Luo’s exhaustion from horseback riding, Yin Hui could only imagine how much the eldest son must have suffered.

In another courtyard, Xu Qingwan looked at her husband with concern. He had ordered the guards to carry him into the courtyard as soon as he arrived. Wei Yang managed a forced smile and said, “It’s alright; my legs are just sore from running for too long.” A young eunuch helped him into the bathtub for a bath, after which he reclined on the bed and called for the eunuch to massage his leg muscles.

Xu Qingwan wanted to leave, but Wei Yang wanted to confide in her, saying, “Father knew that I’m not well-versed in archery and horseback riding, but he still insisted on having me accompany him. Fortunately, my second and fifth brothers aren’t skilled in those areas either, so at least I wasn’t alone in my struggles.”

Xu Qingwan suddenly thought of the strong physique of the third master, Wei Luo, as he rowed the dragon boat. She then glanced at Wei Yang lying there, wondering why the man had been able to persevere when he was younger. However, it was absolutely impossible to ask that question. Instead, Xu Qingwan had to console her husband, “Father just wants to take this opportunity to spend time with you. It doesn’t matter how fast you are.”

The way his father looked at him made him feel that he regretted inviting him along.

After Wei Luo took a shower, he came out and noticed that Xiao Heng was also present. Yin Hui gently nudged her son’s small shoulder, and Xiao Heng approached his father with a box in his hand.

Wei Luo patted his son’s head and asked, “What’s inside?”

Xiao Heng clumsily opened the lid, revealing a few grasshoppers strung together. They emitted a distinct odor. Yin Hui, who had been silently observing this, saw Wei Luo’s eyebrows twitch, and he briefly attempted to frown but restrained himself.

Immediately, Wei Luo looked at her.

Yin Hui smiled and said, “Xiao Heng caught these by himself on the grassland, so they are precious. I wanted to throw them away, but he didn’t allow that. He said he wanted to show them to you.”

Wei Luo looked at his son again, “You caught it yourself?”

Xiao Heng nodded.

Wei Luo felt that his son was very powerful. He could catch the grasshoppers with his little hands even though they were jumping around.

After being praised, Xiao Heng grabbed his father’s hand and was about to go out, saying excitedly, “Catch grasshoppers!”

Wei Luo hugged his son on his lap and said, “I won’t catch grasshoppers today. Let’s eat roasted sheep.”

Xiao Heng had never seen a sheep, but as long as it was something to eat, it could divert his attention.

After resting for a while, the family of three took the maids and the wet nurse and walked outside.

They didn’t see anyone from the first brother’s family or the second brother’s family, but they met Wei Ying.

“Third Brother, would the accompanying officials join us for the roast sheep feast tonight?” Wei Ying asked with a smile as she walked beside Yin Hui.

Wei Luo replied, “Yeah.”

Wei Ying smiled, and the girl’s little secret was hidden in the smile.

Yin Hui also had some friends before she got married, and she was very familiar with that kind of smile. So she couldn’t help but think of Cui Yu, who once attracted Wei Ying’s attention for a long time.

However, although Cui Yu was good-looking, he had no official position at present. So it was difficult for King Yan to fulfill his daughter’s wishes just because of it, not to mention that Cui Yu was still his brother-in-law.

Walking out of the other courtyard, she saw two bonfires piled up on the grass by the lake, separated by a distance of more than ten feet, and the people were allowed to sit separately.

Wei Luo walked with them for a certain distance, and told Yin Hui to take care of Xiao Heng, then he walked towards the bonfire on the left.

There were more than a dozen civil and military officials standing there. Among them was Cui Yu, who was wearing a blue robe and a cloth scarf. 

Yin Hui looked at Wei Ying again, and the little girl’s eyes were already glued to Cui Yu. 

Yin Hui coughed softly, reminding Wei Ying to be cautious. It would be troublesome if anyone noticed. Wei Ying blushed and, averting her gaze, tried to divert attention, saying, “The bonfire on their side appears larger than ours.”

Yin Hui playfully quipped, “Are you concerned that the little sheep on our side won’t suffice for you?”

Wei Ying laughed and gave her a gentle nudge. The setting sun descended, casting a beautiful image of the young girl in a long white dress, resembling a pristine flower blossoming on the grassland.

When selecting their seats, Wei Ying deliberately chose a spot on the side of the male guests. Yin Hui had no choice but to sit beside her and was relieved that Cui Yu was seated with his back to the female guests.

The sheep hadn’t been served yet, so there was some idle time. Yin Hui silently observed the group of people who would soon hold high positions in their father’s court. They had all been present at the dragon boat race, including Feng Su and Feng Teng of the Northwest Guard, Commander Gao Zhen of the Northeast Guard, Commander Yang Jingzhong of the Southeast Guard, and his son Yang Pengju.

Yin Hui recognized Yang Pengju, as he was the future husband of Wei Shan, the second daughter. After Commander Yang bestowed him with a marquis title, Yang Pengju would become the heir. He was also a general, but unlike Wei Luo’s robust build, Yang Pengju appeared slender, though he had well-defined muscles, in contrast to the formidable physiques of the Feng father and son or Liao Shisan, who were as solid as mountains.

While Yin Hui was gazing in that direction, Wei Ying leaned in and asked in a hushed tone, “Is the Third Brother looking at you?”

Yin Hui shifted her gaze and indeed found Wei Luo watching her, though his expression seemed displeased. Having been married for a decade in their previous life, Yin Hui could occasionally discern the subtle changes on his usually impassive face.

Realizing this, Yin Hui felt a sudden pang of understanding. Did he misinterpret her as secretly eyeing the military officers’ arms again? After all, everyone was fully clothed at the moment, and there was nothing to peek at.

She glared at him and quickly looked away.