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

In the backyard of the Yangzhou Censorate, the early autumn sunshine shines into the inner room through the carved window lattices.

Lin Ruan leaned on the Arhat couch, tapping lightly on the rosewood coffee table with her fingers, her eyes falling on the familiar figure at the gate of the courtyard.

"Wife, you have lost weight in the past two years."

Xu Jinshu carried Lin Dalang into the inner room, with a hint of heartache in his voice.

He was wearing a light blue brocade robe with cloud patterns, and tied around his waist was the mutton-fat jade pendant that Lin Ruan had given him. His handsome face had a more mature charm than two years ago.

Lin Ruan's lips curled up slightly, and a hint of mischief flashed in her eyes: "It's true that having a son is enough for everything. You are just trying to fool me with such polite words."

Although Xu Jinshu was far away in Beijing in the past two years, he would send her things every now and then, most of which were clothes and shoes and socks she made.

The reason why Lin Ruan is not wearing it now is because Xu Jinshu made it according to the size from two years ago.

Although the food in Yangzhou was not particularly delicious, power nourishes people, and Lin Ruan had indeed gained some weight.

The clothes Xu Jinshu sent were not too tight, but they were obviously a bit tight.

Xu Jinshu's heart skipped a beat. He looked up and met his wife's half-smile, and immediately realized that he had said the wrong thing.

"No, I feel sorry for you." Xu Jinshu explained hurriedly, his fingers unconsciously twisting the corner of his clothes.

"Really?" Lin Ruan took out a pair of indigo-colored cloud-toed shoes from the cabinet slowly and threw them at Xu Jinshu's feet. "I feel sorry for you, too. Try them on and see if they fit you."

That must be inappropriate. Lin Ruan specially bought some shoes according to Xu Jinshu's size.

Xu Jinshu looked at the pair of shoes that were obviously one size too small, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Under Lin Ruan's scorching gaze, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and squeeze his foot in. The tip of the shoe tightly clamped his toes, and every step he took felt like he was stepping on the tip of a knife.

The feeling of being unable to hide in front of Lin Ruan and being terrified suddenly came over him.

"Thank you, my wife." He forced a smile, but couldn't help but take a breath as he took a step.

"This is made according to your size a few years ago. How is it? Is it comfortable?" Lin Ruan picked up the teacup and asked leisurely.

"Slave servant...slave servant is comfortable..." Xu Jinshu's voice trembled. Seeing Lin Ruan raised an eyebrow, he added timidly, "Is it?"

Lin Ruan chuckled, stood up and took Xu Jinshu's hand: "Come on, accompany me to walk in the garden."

This walk took nearly half an hour.

Xu Jinshu's face turned pale with pain, but he didn't dare to say a word.

Lin Ruan has always liked to think from other people's perspectives and make others feel the same way.

So she made Xu Jinshu wear the shoes and took him for a walk around the yard forcefully.

Only after returning to the inner room did Lin Ruan ask gently and calmly: "So you keep sending me clothes in the same size as two years ago. Do you think I'll be comfortable wearing them?"

Only then did Xu Jinshu realize where he had gone wrong. He had flattered the wrong person but ended up flattering the wrong person.

As a result, he was kicked.

Xu Jinshu fell to his knees with a thud, resting his forehead on the cold floor tiles. "My dear wife, I admit my mistake."

Although Xu Jinshu apologized, he couldn't help but feel wronged.

In the past two years, he was pregnant, took care of the child, and managed the Duke's Mansion. However, he spent all his free time making clothes for Lin Ruan. He didn't even ask anyone else to do it, as every stitch and thread was his own hard work.

Xu Jinshu did ask Lin Ruan, who had returned from Yangzhou, how she was doing, but all he heard was that Lin Ruan was reorganizing Yangzhou vigorously, working day and night. Who would have thought that she had gained weight?

Who can?

But Xu Jinshu didn't dare to say this, he could only swallow the bitterness.

But Lin Ruan felt that it was natural for Xu Jinshu to consider this.

He could have asked the steward and maid who traveled between Yangzhou and the capital to take one or two old clothes that she didn't wear, but he didn't.

What does this mean?

Xu Jinshu was getting cocky again.

After serving Lin Ruan in the evening, Xu Jinshu was already drowsy. He was too tired, after all, he had been on the boat for such a long time.

Lin Ruan's voice sounded like the devil's whisper, or like fireworks exploding in his ears, scaring him so much that he felt dizzy and dazed, but he lost all desire to sleep.

Lin Ruan said: "If you can't concentrate on taking care of me, it would be better to leave Dalang in my father's care so that he won't have to share your energy."

Xu Jinshu:!!!!!!

This sentence was like a bolt from the blue.

Xu Jinshu used his hands and feet to roll off the bed, his forehead banging loudly: "Wife! This servant really knows his mistake! Please give me another chance..."

Not to mention the bond between father and son, what kind of child could the Duke's wife raise? Just listen to Lin Ruan's reputation before she got married.

The woman will have a way out no matter what, but if his son is taught like that, his life will be ruined.

Lin Ruan looked down at the man kneeling on the ground, looking miserable, and said in a light voice: "I will never do it again next time."

"I have learned my lesson, my dear wife, there will be no next time!" Xu Jinshu swore firmly, his forehead already bruised.

Lin Ruan finally relaxed his expression: "Get up, remember to apply some medicine before going to bed, don't let others think that I treat you poorly."

"How could that be? Being able to serve you is a blessing that so many men can only dream of." Xu Jinshu stood up, hunched over, and said with a smile, "My dear wife, let me massage your legs. You can go to sleep first."

Lin Ruan closed her eyes and hummed softly.

Xu Jinshu felt as if he had been pardoned. He quickly wiped his tears and climbed onto the bed. He carefully lifted Lin Ruan's legs and began massaging them with skillful technique.

Feeling Xu Jinshu's gentle strength, Lin Ruan fell asleep.

He tightened his leather and pulled him down from his dazed state.

Lin Ruan felt very satisfied.

Only after hearing Lin Ruan's even breathing did he quietly get out of bed and apply the medicine to himself. He then lowered the gauze curtains and curled up in a corner of the bed to fall asleep peacefully.

The moonlight shone through the window screen onto Xu Jinshu's tear-stained face.

The next morning, just after Lin Ruan had finished his breakfast, Zhezhi came to report: "Sir, several salt merchants are waiting for you in the side hall."

"Well, I'll be right there." Lin Ruan straightened his official uniform and suddenly turned to look at Xu Jinshu who was feeding his son. "I asked the housekeeper to prepare breakfast from the capital. It's okay if Dalang can't get used to the food in Yangzhou. He's still young, so ask the kitchen to make some complementary food for him and have his wet nurse feed him. You must have been tired yesterday, so you can have a peaceful meal."

Xu Jinshu's eyes welled up, and he quickly stood up and saluted: "Thank you, my wife, for your concern."

Looking at Lin Ruan's receding figure, he hugged his son tightly and whispered softly: "Da Lang, I will never let you leave me."

"Your servants Qingque/Nan Shuang/Man Yun pay their respects to the Madam."

Xu Jinshu's eyes darkened, but he didn't show it on his face. "Everyone, get up. I haven't met these two brothers yet. Are they the ones the princess brought into the mansion these past two years?"

How could he not know? Less than half a year after these two newcomers came into the family, Xu Jinshu had instructed his confidants to secretly give them a sterilizing drug.

After all, he gave birth to a son, not a daughter.

Lin Ruan was angry because of this - you have the means to drug others, but you don’t have the ability to know whether I am fat or thin now?

Isn't it just that you don't take me seriously?

Qingque lowered his head, his voice trembling: "Yes, ma'am." He was the first one to follow Lin Ruan, but now he is the most nervous.

In the past two years, Lin Ruan's interest in him has obviously faded, and he only regards him as a tool for the housekeeper.

But now that Xu Jinshu has returned, he is afraid that his role as temporary housekeeper will be useless.

There are only two options for a skinny horse that has lost its use: either give it to someone else or sell it to a brothel.

Qingque was very scared.

"That's perfect! Today is officially your official tea." Xu Jinshu gestured to his personal attendant, Zhu'er, "Go and get two pomegranate hairpins that symbolize fertility and prosperity. Grandma has few children, so we need you brothers to work hard and have children for her soon."

Zhu'er's mouth twitched - the Madam was so mischievous. Every time she gave out a contraceptive drug, she would give out a pomegranate hairpin as a reward, as if she was mocking these poor, unsuspecting people.

Lin Ruan didn't care about the intrigues in the backyard. After she had breakfast, she straightened her clothes and walked to the side hall of the outer courtyard.