All the members are good people, only the host is a pervert

As night fell, a bright moon hung in the sky, emitting a soft, hazy luster like a pearl. Deep within the Zhuangyuan Mansion, in Chi Wenning's residence, the dim lights illuminated his slightly melancholic figure. He sat at his table, occasionally sketching a few patterns.

Xier came over and said softly, "Madam, it's late, go and get some rest. The young lady just went to Mr. Lu's room, I'm afraid she won't come over."

Chi Wenning's voice was almost inaudible as he asked softly, "Xier, do you think I'm old?"

Xier said quickly, "How could that be? Madam, you are only in your twenties, in the prime of your life, and one year younger than Mr. Lu."

Chi Wen Ning shook his head gently. "But every time I see him, I feel he's younger and more vibrant than me." He sighed, his eyes growing even more desolate. "Xi'er, do you think it's love that fades with beauty, or is it beauty that fades with love?"

Xi'er looked at him, her heart filled with pity, and consoled him, "Madam, the young lady has always been kind to you. It was Servant Lu who deliberately seduced her by offering her a bowl of chicken soup, and that's how she got the young lady to stay in his room that first night."

Chi Wenning waved Xi'er away and sat quietly at the table, listening to the occasional crackle of the candlelight. He wasn't a woman like his wife, having only read the Four Books for Men and knowing nothing about poetry. But he felt that loneliness was perhaps like this crackle.

The pen in his hand wrote, intentionally or not, his thoughts drifting away on the gentle night breeze. He wasn't a petty or jealous person, nor did he dare to be. Sometimes he wondered, how could the law be fair? Because women's love and childbearing were considered difficult, they were allowed to have three wives and four concubines. But why couldn't the law be more understanding of men who shared a wife? What was their life like?

He knew he shouldn't think this way, and shouldn't be so sad tonight, but comforting himself in this way couldn't completely erase the unspeakable pain in his heart. After all, matters of love were never something that could be fully controlled by reason.

When Chi Wenning came to his senses, he lowered his eyes and looked:

The moon is slanting, the silver hook is hanging, the veil is rolling, the night is long. The book is full of words, the heart is full of words, the housekeeping is good, but it is difficult to understand, staying alone in the empty room.

Who would appreciate gentle words, dignified words, knowledgeable and sensible words? Tears dripping, the night is dark, the boudoir is lonely, it is difficult to hide the words of virtue.

Chi Wenning read it carefully several times, tears suddenly falling. He wiped his tears and smiled bitterly, remembering his wife's words that suffering has always given rise to poets. It was true, Chi Wenning could actually write poetry.

Lin Ruan had never cared about Chi Wenning's sadness or Lu Wenze's methods. Whether in the original world or the world she had traveled through, Lin Ruan was always a superior.

Those in a higher position never need to care about the little thoughts or fights of those in a lower position. As long as they don't make things too much or ruin her mood, just consider it as a thought for her.

So the next day, Lin Ruan returned to her room and naturally asked Chi Wen Ning and A Qiao, who were waiting in the outer room, to serve her.

Lin Ruan looked at the two docile people in front of him, and couldn't help but praise the system again for its great choice of world.

The system rolled its eyes and said, "Host, this is the 379th time you've praised me for choosing a good world. I already know that. I think it would be better to convert verbal praise into reward points. What do you think?"

Lin Ruan: "I think so. I don't want you to think so."

Chi Wenning and A Qiao served Lin Ruan wholeheartedly, while Lin Ruan enjoyed everything with peace of mind. Chi Wenning said: "Wife, I made a few sets of clothes for you when we were in Weizhou. Would you like to take a look and see if they fit?"

Lin Ruan looked at the time and said, "Let's check it later in the evening. I have to go on duty soon."

"Good," Chi Wenning said with a smile, "My wife, wearing this official uniform, has somewhat suppressed some of her handsome appearance, making her look more stable."

Lin Ruan laughed and said, "You haven't seen this year's third place winner. She's so beautiful that even the azure blue color looks even brighter on her."

Chi Wen Ning smiled but didn't respond. Instead, he asked, "When will my wife take a rest?"

Lin Ruan said, "Now that you're asking, I remember it. Wen Ning, I'm going to have a day off the day after tomorrow. I plan to hold a housewarming party at the mansion. You and Wen Ze should help Dad prepare. Also, Dad is old after all, so entertaining the male relatives will require the two of you to take care of it."

"I understand, my dear wife. How about using this jade hairpin with a headband to tie your hair?" He nodded, then picked up a hairpin and gestured with it on Lin Ruan's head.

After all, she was on duty, so Lin Ruan only put on light makeup and tied her hair up high, a bit like a modern high ponytail.

"Well, that's good."

Lin Ruan arrived at the Hanlin Academy, where many officials were already chatting. Seeing Lin Ruan's arrival, everyone came forward to greet him. Lin Ruan smiled and responded to everyone. After greeting everyone, he found a seat. At this time, someone noticed the green jade hairpin on Lin Ruan's head and exclaimed, "Master Lin, this hairpin is really unique. It matches your official uniform, making you look elegant and graceful."

Lin Ruan smiled and said, "It's my wife. I don't deserve such praise from you. By the way, there will be a housewarming party in the mansion tomorrow afternoon. I have asked the maid to deliver the invitations to your homes. I hope you will all come."

Everyone was already familiar with Lin Ruan. One of the adults smiled and said, "Don't worry. If not for you, we have to go and take a look at the No. 1 Scholar's Mansion, right?"

Lin Ruan, like Xizi, held her heart and said, "Master Liu, you really hurt my sister's sincerity."

Everyone laughed and chatted for a while before returning to their seats and getting busy again.

Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the hall, and then it quickly quieted down. Lin Ruan asked the system and found out that it was Assistant Feng Ruyue who came.

No wonder his colleagues all fell silent. Even Lin Ruan straightened his back a little. He picked up a history book and read it carefully, writing down some content on paper from time to time.

Noble Lady Feng Ruyue was very busy, so she naturally did not come here for entertainment. Instead, she had a matter at hand. The emperor asked the cabinet to issue an imperial edict, which had always been the responsibility of the Hanlin Academy.

After Feng Ruyue left, many Hanlin scholars surrounded the head of the academy and expressed that they did not want to compete for credit in front of Feng Ruyue, but just wanted to write an imperial edict.

Lin Ruan originally thought that the Hanlin Academy was harmonious, but now she sees the competitive side of it. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart, this is the workplace.

Alas, it’s the same in every world.

Lin Ruan naturally did not go over. First of all, she had just entered the Hanlin Academy, so it was not her turn to have such a good thing. Not to mention her, even the runner-up and third place winners of this year's exam did not go.

Secondly, if she could compile the history of Fengwu Kingdom in a chronicle format, wouldn't that be a great achievement? Wouldn't she even have to worry about promotions? It would be easy, wouldn't it?

Lin Ruan made up her mind and began to write, which lasted until the end of her shift. During this time, three or five colleagues came to see her and saw her concentrating on reading and writing. They all praised her diligence.

Lin Ruan wasn't writing a history book. In fact, the system had already written the book she'd requested, even naming it "Fengwu Chronicles." Lin Ruan was simply patching herself up, writing reading notes and drafts. The system refused to help, only mocking her in its mind for her own actions.

Lin Ruan was so angry that she gritted her teeth.

Fengwu Country is truly an ideal paradise for women. Even if you wear low-necked clothes, no one will say you are immoral. If your breasts are a little bigger, people will say that you have a deep cleavage and will definitely have a bright future. If your breasts are a little smaller, you will be considered a martial arts saint and will definitely achieve great things in the future.

On the day of the housewarming party, Lin Ruan wore an orange ripped skirt with a dark pattern of floral patterns, and a round-necked short shirt with a fish belly white twined branch pattern, paired with a lilac round-necked short jacket with a dark pattern of large floral patterns sprinkled with gold. The necklines of the short shirt and jacket were slightly low, revealing a piece of white skin on the chest and the cleavage that Lin Ruan loved so much.

Lin Ruan entertained his colleagues in the east wing of the second courtyard, while the male relatives of the beauties were brought into the third courtyard and entertained by Chi Wen Ning and Lu Wen Ze.

As the host, Lin Ruan accompanied the guests to eat and drink, and then took them to the garden of the mansion for a stroll to help digest the food. They did not leave until midnight.

Lin Ruan was also tired, so she called Aqiao to the study to help her wash and dress. Then she lay on the bed. Aqiao knelt beside her and gently massaged her legs. She fell asleep in a short while.