A group of people continued to drink and chat, and by the time the meal was finished, the moon was already hanging low in the sky, nearing the midnight hour. As the groom, Lou Xiyan had naturally been poured copious amounts of alcohol, and was so drunk that he could barely walk. In the end, it was only with the help of Mo Bai and Zhuo Qing that he staggered back to Lan Yue Lou.
Outside the building, Qi Tianyu insisted on entering to disrupt the newlyweds' room, but he was blocked by Jing Sa, whose stern face was set in cold refusal: "The master is already intoxicated. Young Master Qi, please return."
Compared to Lou Xiyan's stupor, Qi Tianyu's face was flushed, but his mind was clearly still sharp, his gaze bright. Casually draping his arm over Jing Sa's shoulder, Qi Tianyu grinned and said, "This won't do! We haven't even had the wedding night festivities yet!"
Originally, Yan Hongtian and the others had planned to leave, but seeing Qi Tianyu's persistence, they decided to stay, gathering outside Lan Yue Lou. Jing Sa remained unmoved, coldly replying, "It is late, Young Master Qi, please leave."
Qi Tianyu rolled his eyes. "How did Xiyan end up with such a wooden man for a housekeeper? Doesn't he understand any sense of fun?" He slapped Jing Sa's shoulder, not giving up. "Jing Sa, stop being so serious! It's a wedding celebration! Xiyan won't mind."
Jing Sa took a step back, ignoring him completely. His tall figure blocked the gate, resolute in not allowing them to enter.
Standing beside Qi Tianyu, Lou Xiwu, slightly flushed from having had more than a few drinks, wobbled as she laughed, joining in the banter: "Yes, yes! We must have the wedding night celebration!"
Seeing her barely able to stand, yet still shouting, Jing Sa had no choice but to step forward, supporting her unsteady form and softly chiding, "No more nonsense."
Qi Tianyu watched with interest as Jing Sa, rarely so gentle, replied with a smile, "Tsk tsk, such favoritism! Seems I've missed quite a show while I was away for three months! Xiyan, your mansion is filled with peach blossoms when I'm not around!"
This stone has finally awakened! He seemed to have left at the wrong time, missing quite a spectacle! The teasing was so obvious that Lou Xiwu, embarrassed, gently pulled away from Jing Sa's grip, her voice dropping to a whisper, "Qi Big Brother! What are you saying?!"
"What am I saying?" Qi Tianyu crossed his arms, casting a sideways glance at Jing Sa, before chuckling, "I thought there'd be some joyous wine soon, but looks like I was mistaken!"
Even with such a blatant tease, Jing Sa remained unfazed, his expression cold and unwavering.
Just then, Mo Bai emerged from the courtyard and, seeing the group outside, immediately knew what they were up to. Without needing to say a word, he and Jing Sa stood shoulder to shoulder, blocking the already narrow gate.
Lou Xiwu, with her face now scarlet from Qi Tianyu's teasing, glared at him, calling out in frustration, "You just know how to make fun of people! If you're so capable, find a way to get past these two gatekeepers!"
Qi Tianyu raised an eyebrow. Getting past them was impossible! If it was just Jing Sa, he might have tried, but with Mo Bai also here, he knew he stood no chance.
Looking back at the group of onlookers behind him, he knew they wouldn't help. Qi Tianyu sighed, realizing it was up to him.
After a brief moment of thought, Qi Tianyu suddenly grinned slyly. "I've got an idea!"
He spun around and ran toward the back courtyard. The others exchanged confused glances. No one knew what he was planning, but his confidence earlier had piqued their curiosity.
Inside the room, Zhuo Qing cursed Mo Bai under her breath. She knew Lou Xiyan was drunk, yet Mo Bai had only helped him to the door and left! At the very least, he could have helped him to the bed!
With one arm supporting Lou Xiyan, she tried to push open the heavy wooden door, but despite her efforts, it wouldn't budge. Lou Xiyan leaned heavily on her shoulder. Teeth gritted, Zhuo Qing hugged him tighter, kicking the door with her foot. The door creaked open with a loud crash.
Sighing in relief, she helped Lou Xiyan into the room. However, as she stepped over the threshold, her long gown caught, and both of them tripped and fell forward.
Zhuo Qing's heart sank. Just as she prepared for the inevitable pain, she felt a firm embrace around her waist. She was pulled into a strong pair of arms, and Lou Xiyan's anxious voice rang in her ears: "Careful! Did you fall?"
Looking up, Zhuo Qing saw Lou Xiyan, his eyes clear and alert, his expression full of concern, his posture steady. There was no sign of drunkenness.
She grunted. "You're not drunk?"
Damn, if he wasn't drunk, then why had he made her support him all this time, making her sweat like crazy!
Lou Xiyan's eyes narrowed in a lazy smile, his voice warm. "On a night like tonight, I wouldn't dare succumb to the wine."
The warmth of his palm against her waist and his flirtatious tone made Zhuo Qing's heart flutter, but remembering how she had just been exhausted, while he had feigned drunkenness, made her irritable. She huffed, "You're a fox, aren't you?"
Lou Xiyan frowned slightly, feigning frustration. "I can't hold my liquor. If I didn't act drunk, they'd have to carry me back."
Zhuo Qing snorted, "You're really the worst."
Taking advantage of the moment, Lou Xiyan smiled and pulled her into his lap, holding her close. He poured two glasses of wine, offering one to her. "I think we should drink a cup of wedding wine first."
Zhuo Qing shook her head. "We've had the wedding wine already. No more tonight."
Looking at the wine, Lou Xiyan grinned mischievously. "Alright, no wedding wine. But this one... I'll feed it to you."
Before she could react, he swiftly drank from the cup and kissed her, the wine pouring into her mouth slowly. The unique taste of his breath mixed with the sweet and spicy liquor made Zhuo Qing moan softly.
After a long while, Lou Xiyan released her lips, a satisfied grin on his face.
Zhuo Qing, her face flushed, shot him an annoyed look. "Stop pretending to be drunk. You're such a rogue!"
Lou Xiyan didn't care, resting his head against her shoulder with a content smile. "I really am drunk... drunk on you."
"You're such a chatterbox, I never realized."
The soft breath against her shoulder sent a tingling sensation down her spine. Zhuo Qing pushed him away, pretending to ignore the playful teasing. Thinking of something, she asked, "By the way, where's your father?"
"He went home."
"Oh."
She replied quietly, but her heart sank. She still couldn't win over the elders' favor.
Sensing her sudden change in mood, Lou Xiyan raised his head and whispered teasingly in her ear, "Before he left, he said..."
"What?" Zhuo Qing looked at him curiously, but before she could react, he leaned in, his lips brushing against her ear as he whispered in a low, sultry voice, "He wants you to hurry and give him a grandson."
Zhuo Qing pushed his face away, pretending to be oblivious. "So...?"
"So, we can't let him down."
"Ah!"
Lou Xiyan suddenly scooped her up into his arms. Zhuo Qing let out a startled cry.
With quick strides, he entered the bedroom and gently placed her on the bed. As their gazes locked, their breaths became shallow. Lou Xiyan's fingers traced her soft shoulders, his gaze lingering with intent.
"I've heard that your mother's tattoo technique is unparalleled in the world. I didn't see it last time at the hot spring, but tonight, I intend to admire it properly."
"Xiyan!"
She couldn't believe his words.
As they both recalled the hot spring scene, a rosy flush crept over Zhuo Qing's face.
Lou Xiyan, with a mischievous grin, pulled the curtain aside, the thin fabric falling like a gentle veil, as the room filled with a sweet, enticing atmosphere.
Outside Lan Yue Lou, the group of people waiting eagerly for Qi Tianyu's so-called "plan" were still puzzled.
Soon, Qi Tianyu came back, holding two wooden tubs, a few twigs in hand. With a triumphant smile, he explained, "We can't get in, so we'll make them come out!"
The others exchanged bewildered glances. What on earth was this plan?
Setting the tubs on the ground, Qi Tianyu handed the twigs to the confused Su Ling and Yan Hongtian, grinning mischievously. "Let's get them out!"
Looking at him skeptically, Gu Yun sighed and muttered, "He's an idiot
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And so, the night continued with unpredictable excitement...