By a twist of fate, the illegitimate son of the Marquis's family marries the county princess.

Chapter 213 Temporary Ceasefire

Shun'an Fifteenth Year

As October progresses, the weather gets colder and colder.

Getting up early every day has become difficult.

Today is a day off, and Wen Zongji comfortably cuddled Pei Rujing in bed.

Since realizing that the county princess was not sincere, Wen Zongji's move into the main house became increasingly smooth. However, what he couldn't understand was that Pei Rujing was reluctant to let him officially move back into the main house.

Do you perhaps enjoy this sneaky feeling?

Pei Rujing woke up groggily, looked up and saw Wen Zongji, and subconsciously asked, "Why are you still here?"

Wen Zongji's face darkened, and he flipped Pei Rujing over, pinning her beneath him: "My wife is getting more and more adept at discarding people after using them, isn't she?"

Pei Rujing still said confidently, "Don't forget I haven't forgiven you yet."

Pei Rujing was unaware that there was a term called "scumbag woman" in later generations.

This behavior of enjoying Wen Zongji's services while refusing to reconcile with him can be identified as scum.

Wen Zongji gritted his teeth: "Then I must serve my wife 'well'."

After saying that, he kissed Pei Rujing, swallowing the words she wanted to say, and his hands covered Pei Rujing's body, slowly sliding down—

Qinghe and the others, who were waiting outside the room to serve her, heard the commotion inside and tacitly put the hot water they had prepared for washing back into the kitchen.

At the same time, prepare hot water for bathing.

I'm sure the two masters in the room will need it soon.

By the time Pei Rujing had the strength to get out of bed, the sun was already high in the sky.

In all her life, she would never get up this late, even if she wanted to sleep in. The few times she did so were after she got married, because of Wen Zongji.

Wen Zongji got up a little earlier than Pei Rujing. By the time Pei Rujing got up to wash and dress, Wen Zongji had already bathed and changed, and was sitting on the couch drinking tea while watching the maids do Pei Rujing's makeup.

Pei Rujing noticed Wen Zongji's gaze. Thinking about how he had dragged her around fooling around so early in the morning, she felt angry and glared at him fiercely.

Wen Zongji looked away.

He sighed inwardly.

Although the county princess was occasionally willful, she was mostly obedient, especially when the two were intimate, she was so sweet and gentle that one wished they could melt into her body.

Ever since the two quarreled, the county princess's little claws have become increasingly sharp. She not only likes to leave marks on Wen Zongji's body, but also likes to scratch people everywhere. Her temper has grown much worse.

Ultimately, it was all his own doing that caused his misfortune.

What else could Wen Zongji do?

After finishing her makeup, Pei Rujing walked to Wen Zongji's side and said, "I'm hungry."

She hasn't eaten a single grain of rice since waking up, and Wen Zongji has been tormenting her for a long time. If she doesn't eat soon, she's afraid she'll start seeing stars.

Granny Feng immediately said, "Princess, son-in-law, breakfast is ready."

Wen Zongji stood up, took her hand, and said, "Let's go have a meal."

Sitting down at the dining table, Pei Rujing's eyes darted around, and she said, "My hands are too tired to lift, you feed me."

The more she thought about it, the more she felt she couldn't let Wen Zongji be so smug; she had to torment her a little.

Wen Zongji raised an eyebrow and looked at Pei Rujing's hands: "You've certainly had a hard time, my wife."

Pei Rujing's face flushed slightly.

She had just made up an excuse, but after hearing Wen Zongji's meaningful words, she remembered that she had indeed used her hand...

Wen Zongji noticed Pei Rujing's embarrassment and stopped teasing her. He picked up the bowl and plate and began to feed Pei Rujing.

Pei Rujing stared at Wen Zongji, chewing hard on the food he fed her: "This dish is so-so, let's change it... This isn't good, let's change it again."

Pei Rujing would only take one bite of each dish before starting to nitpick, asking Wen Zongji to pick out other dishes for her. But when she saw Wen Zongji peeling shrimp, Pei Rujing's eyes lit up: "These shrimp are delicious, can you peel them all for me?"

"You peeled them all?" Wen Zongji looked at the plate of shrimp. "Can you finish them?"

"Never mind that, just peel it quickly."

"OK."

Wen Zongji brought over a plate of shrimp and started peeling them one by one.

Pei Rujing, meanwhile, was drinking her porridge while watching her peel shrimp.

Every now and then, he would pick one out from among the shrimp that Wen Zongji had peeled.

By the time Wen Zongji finished peeling the shrimp, Pei Rujing had also finished eating.

Wen Zongji pushed the plate full of shrimp in front of Pei Rujing: "Please enjoy, my wife."

Pei Rujing stood up: "I'm full. You can eat the rest yourself, but remember not to waste any."

Wen Zongji was not surprised at all. After watching Pei Rujing leave, he poured the whole plate of shrimp into the porridge and treated it as shrimp porridge.

I must say, it tastes pretty good.

After Wen Zongji finished his breakfast, he was about to go find Pei Rujing when he heard Pei Rujing's slightly surprised voice: "It's snowing!"

As Wen Zongji stepped out of the room, he saw Pei Rujing standing on the veranda, wearing a red cloak, reaching out to catch the snowflakes falling from the sky. Her eyebrows and eyes were like dark ink, and the scene was as exquisite as a painting.

Wen Zongji suppressed his amazed expression and walked over to stand next to Pei Rujing.

It did snow.

The snowflakes look quite large.

"Does my wife like snow?"

Pei Rujing shook her head and then nodded: "I don't like snow, but I like building snowmen."

Snow makes the weather very cold and affects travel, making it impossible to go out and play. Pei Rujing is a restless person, so naturally she doesn't like snow.

But she really enjoys pushing the snowman.

Wen Zongji nodded to indicate that he understood: "Let's see. If the snowfall today is suitable, I'll help my wife make a snowman."

Pei Rujing said matter-of-factly, "Of course you have to accompany me."

Wen Zongji smiled and took Pei Rujing's outstretched hand: "My wife's hands are too cold, let me warm them for you."

Pei Rujing pursed her lips and glanced at him, then looked away and continued to look at the snow falling from the sky, but she did not break free from Wen Zongji's hand.

The two of them watched the snow fall quietly.

At this moment, Pei Rujing realized that snow wasn't so bad after all.

……

It snowed for a long time that day, but the snowflakes quickly became smaller and smaller. After the snowfall ended, the ground was covered with a layer of snow, which crunched underfoot, but there wasn't much snow, not enough to build a snowman.

Pei Rujing was very disappointed.

It was a rare coincidence that Wen Zongji was on leave.

Wen Zongji said, "The first snowfall is usually not very heavy. If it's not going to be heavy this time, then we'll have to wait for the next one."

Snow is the one thing the North has no shortage of.

Pei Rujing couldn't control this kind of thing, so she could only accept it.

Although the snow wasn't particularly heavy, leaving the mansion was impossible. The two played Go in the room for a while, then each read their own book. Although no one spoke, the atmosphere was harmonious and there was no awkwardness.

After dinner, Pei Rujing explicitly forbade Wen Zongji from entering the main room again that night.

After a long night of commotion, plus this morning, Pei Rujing just wants to get a good night's sleep tonight.

Wen Zongji appeared regretful, but in his heart he was thinking that Pei Rujing really thought highly of him.

He's made of iron; he can't cause any trouble tonight.

The couple tacitly chose to truce.