It's not good to be a widow [Comprehensive]

Lu Jinglu drank too much wine, woke up in the middle of the night with dry mouth and tongue, but his head was still blurred, and he didn't remember that there was someone lying next to him, so he turned over with half-closed eyes, but after turning twice, he didn't When I touched the edge of the bed, I felt a warm body with undulations instead.

The house was dark, and she tried to open her eyes, but she still couldn't see anything clearly. No matter how thirsty she was, she didn't even think about who she touched, so she sat up and crawled out.

Ye Gucheng has always been a light sleeper, he opened his eyes when she turned over, but before he could open his mouth to ask, her hand turned sideways and touched his chest a few times.

Ye Gucheng: "..." What is this going to do?

In the darkness, he heard her humming something in a nasal voice, and it was especially pitiful for him to hear it.

The next moment, he felt that she moved towards him twice, with half of her body pressed against his abdomen, exerting some difficulty, as if she was about to get out of bed over him.

She must still be in a daze, otherwise it would be impossible to climb on top of him, Ye Gucheng thought so, and stretched out his hand to hold her down.

Although the bed was huge, if she really let her climb over it like this, she would have to fall down in a while.

At this point, Lu Jinglu finally showed a little unreasonableness of a drunk person. As soon as his hand touched her shoulder, she began to struggle crazily, and twisted her body in a direction to break his hand.

With Ye Gucheng's martial arts, of course it is impossible not to hold her down, but now she is pressing on him, struggling like this——

He took a deep breath, and at the same time dropped his hand along her back, clasped it behind her waist, locked her in his arms, and then whispered: "Don't move, go to sleep."

After Lu Jinglu was restrained by him like this, she really couldn't move, and she felt aggrieved immediately.

"Don't sleep..." The content of her snorting finally became clearer, "I want water... I want to drink water..."

Hearing this sentence to drink water, Ye Gucheng finally understood what she was going through just now.

He thought for a while, and didn't let go immediately, but bowed his head first and said, "Don't move, I'll pour you some water."

Lu Jinglu was really still awake, when he heard him say that, he thought the voice was very familiar, so he wrinkled his nose and answered who are you.

Ye Gucheng: "...someone who can pour water for you."

She responded softly, saying that you go quickly, I am so thirsty, so thirsty, so thirsty.

He said three times in a row that he was so thirsty, which made him subconsciously slow down his tone before speaking.

"Okay, here we go," he said.

Then he carefully put the person lying on top of him back on the bed and retracted his hands. After confirming that she didn't keep trying to roll off the bed, he got up and got out of bed and poured her a glass of warm water.

As soon as it was brought to her mouth, she drank it quickly, and continued to ask after drinking it: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Ye Gucheng's brows twitched at the second part of her sentence, fearing that she would make a fuss over another sip of water, so he could only say: "Then I'll help you down to drink."

Lu Jinglu immediately hugged his hand very cooperatively, as if worried that he would go back on his word.

Ye Gucheng: "..."

He said it was a hug, but considering that she hadn't sobered up yet, when she finally got out of bed, he still used it to hug her.

"Sit carefully," he said, "don't move."

"Oh." She sat on the stool by the table, answered, and then asked in a low voice, "Can I have some water?"

Ye Gucheng stood by and poured her three more glasses.

When the third cup was finished, he had an intuition that no matter how thirsty he was, he should have had enough, so he put the cup aside and carried him back to the bed.

"Go to sleep." He bent down, straightened the messy quilt on the bed, and wrapped her up completely.

After she quenched her thirst, she returned to her obedient and amiable appearance, huddled there without moving.

When he lay down again, she had already grabbed the quilt and fell asleep.

The sound of her steady breathing came from the darkness, and Ye Gucheng heard it, but he didn't feel sleepy at all.

He turned over and faced her, hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help reaching out and nodding her eyebrows.

The moon outside the house had already slanted to the west, and a tiny bit of light leaked in from the gap in the window, and he finally closed his eyes.

……

For Lu Jinglu, waking up from thirst in the middle of the night was more like a dream. When she woke up the next morning, she still remembered some fragments of the "dream", but she forgot all about it after washing her face.

So she didn't take it too seriously, she just picked out a suit of clothes and changed into it, and called the maid in to comb her hair.

The maid was still the same as usual, as soon as she picked up the comb, she started to inform her of Ye Gucheng's movements.

"The city lord got up very early today, and left the main courtyard before dawn."

Lu Jinglu: "Really? That's too early."

Maid: "Yes, but he really misses his wife."

Lu Jinglu: "...ah?" Where did you see this?

Seeing disbelief written all over her face, the maid explained with a smile: "When he went to practice swords, he specially ordered the kitchen to bring you a bowl of almond milk when you woke up, Madam, saying that you drank too much last night. If you drink, you may have a headache this morning."

As soon as these words came out, all those "dream" fragments that were left behind by Lu Jinglu came back to his mind.

She rubbed her face speechlessly, thinking that it might as well be forgotten.

Noticing her movement, the maid who combed her hair behind her immediately became nervous: "Madam?"

Lu Jinglu: "I'm fine, you can continue to comb."

"That almond milk—"

"...Let's drink later." She said helplessly.

Because she recalled what she did after she was drunk, on the second day of the sword test, she simply didn't go out to join in the fun, so as to avoid meeting Ye Gucheng and remember more, and then become more embarrassing.

But they can hide during the day, and when he comes back at night, they still have to meet.

Lu Jinglu pondered for a long time, and decided to continue omitting supper, and lay down and pretended to be asleep after dinner.

But she never expected that Ye Gucheng would come back before it was time for dinner!

At that time, she was lying on the imperial concubine's couch and reading the strange novels that the maids had found for her.

When he reacted, he had already walked to the imperial concubine's bed.

"What are you looking at?" he asked her.

Lu Jinglu was taken aback, let go of her hand, and fell to the ground with a 'snap' just as she was seeing the wonderful part of the novel, and almost rolled off the imperial concubine's couch, but luckily he helped it in time.

"How can you be so dazed when you're sober." He bent down and picked up the book dumbfounded.

When returning it to her, he accidentally caught a glimpse of its contents.

Although there is only one page, it can be seen that the words are extremely fragrant and hot.

"This is...?" He paused for a moment, and it was rare for him to have the consciousness to choose his words carefully, "Writing about the affairs of the house?"

Lu Jinglu wished he could get into the ground, but he had to bite the bullet and turn to the previous page to show him: "It's about a vixen who met a very poor female ghost. Punish the scumbag who killed the female ghost."

"All in all, it's a story about punishing evil and promoting good, it's nothing... Anyway, it's not what you think!"

Ye Gucheng: "..."

He lowered his head and looked at it carefully, but his expression became more subtle, because in the last column of the previous page, three words were impressively printed - I want more.

That's what the fox in human form said to the hero in the story.

But the moment he read it, the voice in his mind came from her from last night.

Ye Gucheng felt his throat was a little tight.