Reborn Lady

Chapter 180

Ji Xianxian asked, “Did you do something?”

Yin Hui replied seriously, “Second sister-in-law, don’t talk nonsense; I don’t dare to bear the responsibility of killing the heirs of the palace.”

Ordinary rich and noble families may have a few incidents of wives and concubines attempting to harm each other’s heirs, but in King Yan’s mansion, it was impossible with King Yang being in charge of the family.

This joke was really serious; Ji Xianxian hurriedly said, “No, now that you’ve recovered, they have no hope.”

Yin Hui didn’t want to talk about that anymore and asked Ji Xianxian what things she had prepared for Si Lang to take to the studying hall. With Er Lang as the elder child, Ji Xianxian was more experienced.

When Ji Xianxian mentioned a few things absently, Yin Hui also pretended to listen carefully.

In the afternoon, Yin Hui took a bath while the weather was warm.

While sitting in the second room drying her hair, Wei Luo came back, reeking of alcohol.

Recently, the brothers had many social gatherings. After eating at the house, they went to the Guo family’s Mansion that day.

Seeing Wei Luo coming in and staring at her, Yin Hui ordered Jinzhan, “Give the third master a bowl of hangover tea.”

Jinzhan hurriedly went to the kitchen, and Yinzhan also withdrew.

Wei Luo stood in front of the couch, looking at her, who was still leaning against the window. Her long black and fluffy hair was all loose, and her posture was comfortable and lazy.

“Have you taken a bath?” Wei Luo glanced at the scarlet satin jacket on her body and asked with his throat rolling.

Yin Hui looked out of the window and deliberately didn’t answer. When he was very hungry, his eyes became sharper. She just took a bath, and he guessed that she was completely refreshed.

The room was quiet. The transparent glass windows reflected Yin Hui’s face, and his figure facing her not far away.

In the yard, Jinzhan came back with sober tea.

Wei Luo also heard footsteps and moved to the hall. 

Yin Hui heard him order Jinzhan, “Prepare water.”

Prepare water, of course, for bathing.

Yin Hui smiled; it was also good for the man to love cleanliness, remembering to tidy up no matter how urgent things were.

Her hair was almost dry. Yin Hui arranged the pillows and fell asleep in the warm and non-glare winter sun, still facing the window.

There were footsteps outside; it was Wei Luo.

The corners of Yin Hui’s lips rose, and they were pursued in time.

“Sleepy?”

After the rustling sound, Wei Luo hugged her from behind. His straight nose pierced through her hair and rested on the back of her neck.

Yin Hui hummed in a daze.

Wei Luo held her hand, “Move and sleep on the inner side.”

Yin Hui muttered, “I’m too lazy to move.”

Wei Luo carried her inside.

After entering the room, she could no longer pretend to be asleep. Wei Luo swept her over with unprecedented enthusiasm, and his breath of alcohol also made Yin Hui drunk.

At a certain moment, Yin Hui thought of the lie she had made up to Ji Xianxian in the morning, saying that Wei Luo was not keen on women, and smiled.

Wei Luo saw it, stopped, and asked, “What are you smiling at?”

Yin Hui shook her head; it was inappropriate to mention sister-in-law at that time.

Wei Luo didn’t intend to ask any more questions and indulged himself for a full hour.

Later, as the two were snuggling together and reminiscing silently, Yin Hui suddenly felt a scar on his left arm.

Shocked, she braced herself and looked down.

There was indeed a long scar on the man’s white and firm upper arm, and it looked very obvious because the scab had just fallen off not long ago.

“Skin trauma, it’s alright now.” Wei Luo pulled her to lie down and covered her with the quilt.

Yin Hui looked at his cold eyes, her hand still sticking to his scar.

In the previous life, he went to fight against the golden soldiers. Although he achieved the same military exploits, his arm was not injured.

“Scimitar wound?” Yin Hui guessed. 

It was a well known fact that the Jin soldiers were skilled at using a scimitar, and she heard of it.

Wei Luo acquiesced. Seeing her pale face, he explained, “It only scratched the surface; not much blood flowed.”

Yin Hui lowered her eyes and leaned on his chest, as if relying on it to conceal her true emotions.

She wasn’t simply afraid of his injury.

The Jin soldier’s sword could cut Wei Luo’s arm, and it could also cut his neck. The battlefield was dangerous. He was unscathed in his previous life, but it didn’t mean that he would be safe in this new life.

But she didn’t want to get involved in that battle at all, but she saved Feng Teng’s life, added Liao Shisan, a fierce general, to her father-in-law.

These two people were the only variables in the two lifetimes of this war. It was obviously beneficial to the army of the dynasty, but Wei Luo was injured because of the changes.

Perhaps on the night of the raid, Wei Luo clearly wanted to deal with a Jin general who had fought against him in his previous life but was preempted by Feng Teng or Liao Shisan, causing him to be stabbed.

Wei Luo only hurt his arm at the time. What about the future? Next year, her father-in-law would start a rebellion, and Wei Luo would follow his father-in-law to participate in wars of all sizes.

Before that day, Yin Hui thought that as long as she kept her grandfather alive and took good care of herself and her children, she would not have the regrets of her previous life in this new life, and the glory and wealth that should have fallen on her in her previous life would continue to come. It reminded her that Wei Luo, the grandson of the Emperor who seemed to be crowned King Shu smoothly, also had variables in life.

“You must take good care of yourself, and don’t get hurt again,” Yin Hui hugged him tightly, expressing her heartfelt concern.

She was not afraid of being a widow, but her children were still young and couldn’t lose their father.

Wei Luo thought she was too timid and patted her on the shoulder with a smile, saying, “Okay.”