Best friends dressed up in ancient times to become mistresses? You run, I run too!

Upon opening their eyes, they were greeted with an imperial edict. The two had not yet eaten, and were now holding hands as they entered the dining hall.

The servants had already made preparations.

Upon seeing the two enter, he ordered breakfast to be brought out. However, since it was late, the dishes served at the same time were the same as those for lunch.

Having exhausted themselves in the passionate lovemaking of the previous night, the two of them had a great appetite and devoured all the food on the table.

This amount is two to three times the usual amount.

Yun'er stared at the empty plates, her lips twitching uncontrollably, and hesitated before saying...

"My lord, madam, would you like me to fetch some more food from the kitchen?"

Song Hanchuan looked at Liu Zhiyi.

"What do you think, madam?"

The other person waved their hand, "No need, no need, I'm done eating, it's up to you."

Song Hanchuan reached out, and a maid immediately stepped forward respectfully to hand him a cotton handkerchief. He took it with his well-defined knuckles and raised his hand to wipe the rice stains from the corner of Liu Zhiyi's mouth.

He whispered to the person that it was unnecessary.

Yun'er breathed a sigh of relief.

They were quickly served fragrant tea to rinse their mouths, and handkerchiefs soaked in warm water to wash their hands.

She was truly worried that the lady's overeating would harm her health. Besides, the lady's graceful figure was something many people could only dream of their entire lives.

What if the food turns out badly?

After they had eaten and drunk their fill, Song Hanchuan took Liu Zhiyi's hand, gently stroked it, and earnestly told her about the various things she needed to pay attention to when attending court the next day.

He frowned slightly, a hint of tenderness in his eyes, and said softly:

"My dear wife, I'm afraid you'll have to get up early with me tomorrow morning!"

"To be honest, I don't know whether letting you enter the court as an official is a good thing or a bad thing."

Liu Zhiyi: ...

I'm sorry to bother you, I'm not worthy.

In the past, whenever she slowly woke up from her sleep, Song Hanchuan was usually almost finished with his morning court session and heading home.

Now, she is suddenly being asked to get up and go to the court to serve as a beast of burden before the sky is fully bright.

How could she possibly get up?

Besides, she didn't suffer from the 996 or 007 work culture in modern times, so there's no reason for her to be exploited and treated like a beast of burden in ancient times.

Upon reflection, the initial joy he felt at the prospect of entering officialdom vanished instantly.

So, he couldn't help but complain:

"Does your morning court session have to be so gloomy? At the very least, you should wait until dawn!"

Song Hanchuan sighed helplessly.

"This... is a rule left by our ancestors, and it has been the same in every dynasty without ever changing."

It seems that things can't be changed.

But Liu Zhiyi refused to believe it. She decided that the first thing she would do upon taking office was to try to postpone the morning court session and have two days off every ten days of the week.

Let's bring it up now, just in case it comes true.

"By the way, after court tomorrow, let's go see Jinxiu Huanian and the other person together."

"it is good."

Now that we've discussed and agreed on what needs to be discussed, it's time to fulfill yesterday's promise.

"Yun'er and Xia'er, go and ask the steward to wait for me in the flower hall. Bring the list that was compiled yesterday. You two will help me later, and we will distribute the benefits to the people in the manor together."

Yun'er's eyes lit up.

"Yes, slave, go right away."

After saying that, he disappeared in a flash.

Xia'er kept her eyes downcast and silently stepped forward to help Liu Zhiyi to the flower hall.

Liu Zhiyi finally noticed her unusual behavior.

Then she remembered that since she returned yesterday, everyone had a happy expression, except for Xia'er, who looked displeased.

There were many people around at the time, so she didn't think much of it, but now it seems...

Liu Zhiyi thought for a moment and asked her if she had something on her mind. She shook her head and said no, and then fell silent.

Song Hanchuan glanced at Xia'er indifferently, his brows and eyes filled with coldness, and then disappeared.

He stepped aside to take Xia'er's place, reached out and held Liu Zhiyi's small hand, and said gently.

"Let's go, it's getting late."

"Okay, I'll go in a bit. You go and handle your official business. You've been held up quite a bit of time since yesterday, so you must have a lot of reports to finish, right?"

Song Hanchuan thought for a moment and nodded.

"Alright."

The study and the flower room are next to each other.

The two walked hand in hand toward that direction. When Liu Zhiyi wasn't paying attention, Song Hanchuan looked up and gazed at Xia'er from afar, his eyes full of warning and faintly carrying murderous intent.

The other person turned pale with fright and then looked away.

……

When Pei Yun Chu returned to his residence, he looked up and saw his mother standing at the gate of his courtyard, coldly watching him, clearly waiting for him.

The moment I see him, I can't help but curse him.

"You unfilial son, are you trying to drive me to my death before you'll stop?"

"Six years have passed, haven't you had enough? Do you know what outsiders think of my Marquis's mansion?"

"What kind of bewitching potion did that bitch give you to make you so stubbornly deluded?"

"If I had known that you would one day disgrace my Pei family ancestors, I should never have given birth to you. I should have drowned you in a chamber pot, so that I wouldn't have to be so shameful now."

Pei Yun Chu didn't even lift her eyelids, and walked straight past her to enter her own courtyard.

He'd heard that kind of talk far too many times.

At its worst, his mother would stand outside his dormitory day and night, crying and cursing like a madwoman; he heard all sorts of nasty things.

Now, hearing these things, I am completely at peace.

His calm demeanor only further angered Madam Pei.

With red eyes, she stepped forward and began to tear at Pei Yun Chu, almost sobbing uncontrollably.

"You wretched child, when will you stop digging out my heart? Are you going to keep doing this until I die of anger?"

"She's already married, please give up on her, okay? I'm begging you, please..."

Pei Yun Chu quietly turned around, looked at her mother, and said in an extremely serious tone,

"Mother, please go back."

Madam Pei lost her temper again and roared loudly.

"She doesn't want you. She'd rather have a crippled eunuch than you. Do you hear me?"

“In her eyes, you are not even as good as something without roots.”

Madam Pei roared with all her might, but Pei Yun Chu seemed to suddenly grasp something, his eyes lit up, and he quickly shook off his mother's hand that was pulling at his arm and went into his own room.

Madam Pei was thrown off balance by the powerful force, her chest pounding with rage.

Before she could even yell, Pei Yun Chu ran out of the house again.

She was taken aback and quickly called out to him.

Where are you going again?

Unexpectedly, Pei Yun Chu actually stopped.

He slowly turned around and looked at his mother, who had been so wealthy and beautiful, but had aged so quickly in just a few years. He felt an overwhelming sense of guilt.

He couldn't help but take a deep breath and whispered:

“Mother, you and Father are still young. Why not have another son to carry on your dreams?”

After saying that, he left without looking back.

Enraged, Madam Pei collapsed to the ground, her maids and servants in disarray.

Zuichunlou, the largest brothel in the capital

Snapped--

Pei Yun Chu leaned back in the armchair in the main hall, pulled out a stack of silver notes from his chest, slammed them on the table, and said coldly:

"Bring all the most knowledgeable and experienced girls in bed to me, General."