Greetings, Ninth Uncle

Chapters 121 - 122

Ch 121 – Discomfort

Cheng Yujin originally planned to turn the table using the chess game, but unfortunately, the thickness of her skin was still inferior to that of Li Chengjing.

When Li Chengjing took Cheng Yujin to the bath, he asked with a sigh: "Is this what Old Madam Cheng taught you today?"

"No." Cheng Yujin leaned on his shoulder, having no strength to speak. Li Chengjing was still not satisfied and asked again, "Then where did you learn this kind of thing?"

"I am such a talented beauty. Cannot I learn it myself?"

This was what Li Chengjing once said. Hearing Cheng Yujin's retort, he laughed and said meaningfully: "That's great."

Cheng Yujin closed her eyes and turned her head away, too lazy and tired to talk. After Li Chengjing cleaned Cheng Yujin and himself, his chest was wet. When he carried her, the water droplets penetrated through the clothes and lingered on the tip of Cheng Yujin's nose from time to time.

Li Chengjing put Cheng Yujin on the bed. She had no strength, but he was in high spirits. Li Chengjing's hair was still wet at the moment, and his nightshirt was already thin from the very start. All combined, he looked very seductive indeed.

Li Chengjing ignored his wet hair. He took a towel, sat on the bed, and began to wipe Cheng Yujin's hair gently: "Should I do a complete set?"

Cheng Yujin opened her eyes, and her gaze naturally fell on the man in front of her. She stared at Li Chengjing's half-wet collar for a while before closing her eyes again in utter defeat, "Just wipe it dry."

At the beginning of their marriage, Cheng Yujin was the role model of self-discipline and self-control who never let herself be less than perfect in every single matter. Now, she had become degenerate.

Li Chengjing couldn't hold back his chuckle.

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As the time entered the third month, not only was the weather getting warmer, but the entire palace also became lively because of the Second Prince's upcoming wedding.

As the willow buds sprouted new leaves, there was the hustle and bustle everywhere in the palace. Today, Cheng Yujin went to pay respect to Empress Dowager and the Empress as usual. Empress Dowager Yang seemed to be hit hard by the Second Prince's incident and didn't have the energy to deal with trivial matters, so she simply waved her hand and let Cheng Yujin leave. After Cheng Yujin left the Cining Palace, she went to Kunning Palace to pay respect to the Empress.

It was very lively at Empress Yang's side today, with many people sitting in Kunning Palace. After all, Empress Yang's only son was about to get married. Although her father and aunt had an unpleasant fight, Empress Yang was still in a festive mood and took over herself to handle all the details of her son's wedding.

Today, Empress Yang called a lot of people, and together they discussed the pattern of the fabric to be used on the gift box of the wedding candy. Among the high-ranking imperial consorts and concubines, almost half were called over. Everyone sat in a row, choosing patterns and giving their opinions in turn.

Cheng Yujin had never been involved in this kind of task. From time to time, someone would ask, "What does Crown Princess think of this one?"

Cheng Yujin just smiled and nodded in response. "I think all of them are good. I'm just an amateur, but Her Majesty's selections are naturally the best."

Cheng Yujin's tongue was always slick, and it didn't even take her any effort to handle this small exchange. When the imperial consort saw Cheng Yujin being elusive, she had no choice but to turn to another person for opinion.