The Emperor's uncle loves me! My paranoid wife, don't run away

Wei Lin flicked his sleeves and nodded proudly.

Then he looked at Zhou Hui with satisfaction.

"Yes."

"As expected of someone who was my Wei Lin's substitute..."

The air cooled for a few seconds.

Wei Jiuzhao and the others looked at each other, and a strange yet clear picture suddenly emerged in their minds -

Regent Luo Mian...

Alone……

Facing a book called "Bridal Chamber Diagram"...

With red ears and cold face, he studied diligently...

——The picture is too real, too shocking, and even a little...shameful.

The next moment, Wei Jiuzhao couldn't help but spit out the tea.

“Uh hahahahahaha!!!”

"Hahahahaha!!!"

Li Qianchang laughed so hard that he hugged his knees and kicked wildly.

"As expected of you, Wei Lin! You're giving the Chun Palace Map to the dignified Regent!?"

"I really am—hahahahaha—this is the first time in my life that I've seen such an unruly Taoist priest."

Du Wenzhe almost fell under the table, poking Wei Lin with his fingers and laughing so hard that his whole body was shaking.

"Master, you're right. From what I've heard, our Regent is really a... What if someone actually practices according to this diagram?"

Wei Lin's expression was extremely calm, he even sat up straight for a moment, slowly picked up the tea, and said lightly.

"I gave him this book to help him achieve perfection, which is a great merit."

As soon as the words fell, everyone exploded again.

The laughter was so loud that it almost shook the roof down.

however--

Amidst the roaring laughter, there was one person who remained silent.

That is our protagonist - Luo Mian.

He sat in the middle, wearing a black inner robe embroidered with gold, and sat still like a sculpture.

But if you look closely, you will find that his fingertips are slightly tightened, and the hand on his knee has been silently clenched into a fist.

After hearing the words "Bridal Chamber Diagram" just now, his originally calm mood suddenly... was suddenly hit by something.

In my mind... it felt like someone had lit a fuse.

"Bridal chamber..."

"Illustration..."

These four words, like a hook, unexpectedly evoked some overly concrete imaginations——

Shen Runing, wearing wedding clothes, walked slowly towards him.

Under the red veil is her shy face.

She sat on the edge of the bed, and he...

What should he do?

Should we hold hands first?

Or should I speak first?

What to do after holding hands?

How to start?

It's time to 'follow the rules' and take it step by step.

Or... as shown in the diagram, pick it up and shake off the red curtain?

what……

Luo Mian suddenly closed his eyes, his Adam's apple rolled slightly, and a barely perceptible red appeared on the tip of his ear.

Regent... your image is about to collapse...

Taking a long breath, Luo Mian prepared to suppress his thoughts and close his eyes to rest.

can.

A move flashed through my mind.

'Seventh Style: Bending Waist in Lotus Tent'.

Luo Mian suddenly opened his eyes.

No, no—

There are actually different moves?

Still making up a name?

Also... 'Lotus Tent Bends Waist'...

Luo Mian's forehead twitched, and for a moment, even those pictures reappeared clearly in his mind...

His Adam's apple moved slightly, and he forced himself to divert his thoughts, his gaze falling on the teacup in front of him, as if the longer he stared at it, the more the confusion in his mind would dissipate.

——Unfortunately, no.

——Even more detailed.

When Du Wenzhe looked up with a smile, he happened to meet Luo Mian's eyes and immediately fell silent.

He coughed and lowered his head to pretend to drink tea.

But Wei Jiuzhao couldn't hold it back. His eyes rolled and he suddenly covered his chest and sighed.

"How to do!"

"We're getting married!"

“I’m so nervous!!”

Wei Lin raised his eyebrows and glanced at Luo Mian, then raised the corner of his mouth slightly and didn't make any more trouble.

Luo Mian closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, he had regained his usual indifference and composure, his voice cold.

"Laugh again."

"I will send you all to the purification room."

"I'll make sure you never laugh again."

……

As expected, everyone fell silent immediately.

The air suddenly became quiet.

Wei Jiuzhao swallowed his saliva, quietly shrank back, trying to minimize his presence.

Li Qianchang lowered his head to pour the tea, his movements were so pious, as if it was not just a cup of tea, but his last life-saving straw.

Du Wenzhe nodded repeatedly.

"The Regent is wise... I was wrong..."

Wei Lin and Zhou Hui looked at each other and quickly moved away.

Because if they watched it for another second, they would burst out laughing immediately...

The atmosphere gradually stabilized, and suddenly a voice sounded from outside the hall.

"master!"

It is Yunshui and Mushan.

They both raised their hands.

"The auspicious time is approaching, please change your clothes, Master."

Luo Mian nodded and slowly stood up.

No one in the hall dared to speak, and even their breathing was subdued.

But just as he reached the palace gate, when everyone thought it was finally safe and sound—

Luo Mian suddenly stopped and spoke softly with his back to them.

"Just now... who was it that shouted 'First time meeting a bohemian Taoist priest'?"

Li Qianchang's hand trembled and he almost spilled the teacup all over the floor. He lowered his head and shook it frantically.

"Ah! What?"

"What...what Taoist priest..."

"I don't know, I don't know who shouted..."

Luo Mian pretended not to hear anything, just turned halfway around and glanced at everyone with a half-smile.

"Deduct half a year as per the rules."

Everyone choked.

Wei Jiuzhao opened his mouth and tried to struggle.

"Your Highness... I just coughed. It was a physiological reaction. It was absolutely not—"

"Add two months."

"..."

"Du Wenze."

"exist……"

"Whoever laughs the loudest gets three extra months."

Du Wenzhe hung his head in grief and anger.

"...Being the Regent... is different..."

Then Luo Mian turned his gaze to Zhou Hui.

That glance was extremely calm, without any ripples.

However, Zhou Hui, who was originally hiding in the corner, suddenly felt his heart beat faster and sat up straight in alertness.

Luo Mian said calmly.

"Zhou Hui."

Zhou Hui laughed dryly and raised his hand to bow.

"Look at my status. I'm not a member of the imperial court... You can't just deduct the rules—"

"Yeah." Luo Mian nodded, his expression calm.

"You have no official position, and this king knows it."

He paused for half a second and spoke in a calm tone.

"I'll write to Li Fan in a few days. Take care of yourself."

Zhou Hui was petrified for three seconds, then suddenly jumped up with a changed expression.

"Your Majesty!!!"

"Let's talk it out, don't involve the family members!!"

"I was wrong! I'll shut up! I'll shut up now!!"

After saying that, he covered his mouth with his hands and sat back in his original position, not daring to move.

Finally, Luo Mian's eyes fell calmly on Wei Lin and paused for a moment.

Wei Lin's heart skipped a beat, and he was about to admit defeat, but Luo Mian suddenly said.

"Except you, the charlatan."

Everyone: "???"

Wei Lin was stunned and looked up at him.

Luo Mian glanced at him casually.

"Although the means used in the secret recording were absurd, it was also... 'immeasurable merit'."

After saying this, he flicked his robe, turned around and strode away.

His steps were leisurely and his expression was calm, as if he had never been disturbed at all.

But just as he turned out of the palace, Luo Mian's Adam's apple moved slightly and he whispered to himself.

"If she is willing... tonight, I will teach her everything..."