"Still pondering over this object?" After dinner, when the two steamed buns had already fallen asleep, Ye Ziāan returned from his bath to find her still examining the tablet.
"Yeah, Iām sure Iāve seen it somewhere before, just canāt quite remember where." Especially the cluster of flames on the tablet, which looked particularly eye-catching.
"Forget it, if you canāt remember it, then donāt dwell on it; itās bound to come to light sooner or later." Ye Ziāan took the tablet from her hands. Seeing her still looking downcast, he added, "Wife, why obsess over this late at night? Can it really be more alluring than your husband?"
Hearing this, Yang Chuxia lifted her gaze and chuckled, seeing the displeasure on his face.
Especially seeing him at that moment, merely draped in a long robe revealing his chest beneath, and below, just wearing a pair of underpants.
"Husband, getting aroused at any time and place isnāt good!" Yang Chuxia teased, poking at a certain spot of his.
Ye Ziāan hummed, saying with all seriousness, "Iāve always had a craving for meat; I havenāt had any in days, and Iām already famished." As he spoke, he bent down, preparing to pick her up, "Come, wife, letās āeat meatā together." Without waiting for Yang Chuxiaās response, he picked her up and headed towards the bed.
And smoothly pulled down the bed curtain in passing.
However, during the height of their passion, a sudden shout from within the bed curtain, "I remember now, I remember!"
Ye Ziāan looked at her in surprise. He then heard her continue, "I remember where Iāve seen that pattern before."
Right before going to sleep, Yang Chuxia only had one thing to say, "Stinky Brother An, when did you become so petty."
"Itās not about being petty," replied Ye Ziāan, "but about a manās dignity."
Half-asleep, Yang Chuxia thought to herself, your sisterās dignityāitās the excuse youāve come up with for forcefully pursuing your carnal desires.
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"Were those two brought back yesterday?" As soon as Ye Ziāan got up, his first stop was the front courtyard.
"They were brought back."
"Bring them over."
Not long after, Ye Wu and Ye Liu brought two tied-up individuals.
These were the very same people who had been gossiping during Principal Clerk Zhouās birthday ceremony of grabbing objects.
Without beating around the bush, Ye Ziāan directly asked, "Speak, what did those words yesterday mean?"
Upon Ye Ziāanās questioning, both shook their heads in unison, "Milord, we said nothing; nothing at all."
"Yesterday, I overheard you mentioning someone with the surname Huang; my hearing is excellent."
"Milord, you heard wrong, truly wrong. We didnāt mention anyone with the surname Huang; I was talking about someone with the surname Lan, indeed, it was Lan." The one in blue clothes hastily defended himself, as Ye Ziāan brought up the matter from the day before.
Ye Ziāan gave him a cold glance at these words, immediately causing him to wipe the sweat off his forehead and his voice to falter.
"Speaking or not is entirely up to you." This sentence was directed at the man in brown clothes, "Iām only asking you one last time. If youāre willing to speak, perhaps I can grant your wish. If not, Iāll have you ejected from the estate right now. But remember, if you ever regret your decision and come to me, donāt blame me for being unaccommodating."