Quick Transmigration: My Host's Darling Little Darling

"Your mother-in-law and brother-in-law will be there then, so you won't be needed to protect them."

“Isn’t that the same?” Feng Yun pouted slightly, pondering how to refute his words.

Seeing his disappointment, Sheng Yuan softened and reached out to lift Feng Yun's chin, a hint of flirtatiousness in his eyes, "Say something nice, and I'll consider it."

Feng Yun was forced to lift his chin, and the two were very close, their breaths mingling.

Seeing his unserious demeanor, Feng Yun knew what he meant, her face turned red, and her eyes darted around.

"You, you, you, don't stand so close." Feng Yun put his hands on his chest.

"Didn't you want to go have some fun?" Sheng Yuan didn't back down, but simply asked.

Feng Yun pursed her lips, “…Husband.”

Actually, according to the rules, he should have addressed Sheng Yuan as such from the day he woke up, but he was still getting used to his new identity and had never called him that before.

After calling out, Feng Yun turned her head away from Sheng Yuan's shoulder, feeling very embarrassed, and refused to look at him.

He felt his face was very hot.

[Ding! Target's affection level: 55%]

Sheng Yuan smiled and reached out to rub the back of his head, which was facing him.

"At the Spring Banquet, the Emperor must be with me every step of the way. If you disobey, there won't be a next time, understand?"

"Mmm," Feng Yun responded softly.

If Feng Yun hadn't dodged quickly, Sheng Yuan really would have been unable to resist kissing her.

The two remained in that position for a while.

Just as the banquet was about to begin, Sheng Yuan helped Feng Yun put on an outer robe, tied up his disheveled hair, and led him to the front hall.

At the luncheon, Feng Yun was seated next to Sheng Yuan.

Feng Yun couldn't drink alcohol, so no one would make things difficult for a patient who had just woken up; it wouldn't be reasonable for anyone to say so.

But they won't let Sheng Yuan get away with it.

People kept coming to toast him, and his father-in-law Feng Cibai and his brother-in-law Feng Chang were drinking him like crazy.

He welcomes all who come from afar, accepting all requests without reservation.

At first, Feng Yun didn't think anything of it and continued eating by himself.

But seeing his father and brother's demeanor, Feng Yun's expression changed, especially when he saw Sheng Yuan's face turn red from drinking.

"Father, brother, please rest and eat." After saying this to them, he turned and took the glass of wine from Sheng Yuan's hand. "Are you stupid? Are you trying to kill yourself by drinking like this?"

Sheng Yuan looked at him with a smile in his eyes and reached out to shake his hand.

"Don't worry, it'll be okay."

Feng Yun thought he was drunk. "Sit down and eat some food."

Feng Yun pulled him to sit down, and then said to Feng Chang, who was still not satisfied, "Sheng Yuan is honest, he's drunk, brother, please don't bully him."

In Feng Yun's opinion, his brother had spent some time in the military camp with his uncle, and his drinking capacity, which he had developed in the military camp, was even better than his father's. Sheng Yuan was just a scholar, how could he compare?

Feng Chang was annoyed after being lectured by his younger brother.

Shengyuan is not honest; he is very cunning. His father has already told him this.

Sheng Yuan didn't say anything at this moment, but simply used serving chopsticks to put food on Feng Yun's plate. Apart from his flushed face, there was no way to tell that he had been drinking.

Even after the banquet ended, Feng Chang did not believe that his brother-in-law was drunk.

In the carriage, Feng Yun was suddenly pulled into Sheng Yuan's arms. Before Feng Yun could react, she fell onto Sheng Yuan's lap.

Sheng Yuan wrapped his arms around Feng Yun's waist, lowered his head and buried his face in the crook of Feng Yun's neck, taking a deep breath.

"What are you doing? Let me go!" Feng Yun's face turned bright red.

"Don't move." Seeing him struggle, Sheng Yuan quickly tightened his arms and held Feng Yun in his embrace: "Let me hold you for a while."

"You! This is in a carriage, how can you behave like this?" Feng Yun said, embarrassed and angry.

"Ziyuan is right, but I feel unwell. Ziyuan, can I hug you for a bit?" Shengyuan said, feigning weakness.

Feng Yun had never seen Sheng Yuan like this before, and was at a loss for what to do, but softened and let Sheng Yuan hug her.

Seeing that Feng Yun's heart had softened and he was letting Feng Yun hold him, Sheng Yuan's lips curled up as he rested his head on Feng Yun's shoulder. He then turned and buried his head in Feng Yun's shoulder, rubbing against it back and forth.

This body flushes easily when drinking alcohol and cannot hold its liquor.

Sheng Yuan could have used his magic to suppress it, but seeing his wife protecting him, he felt a sweet warmth in his heart and decided to go with the flow.

Feng Yun couldn't miss the upturned corners of Sheng Yuan's mouth; she was only focused on Sheng Yuan's complaints about feeling unwell, and reached out to pat his back, "Are you feeling very unwell? Should we have a doctor come up and take a look?"

Feng Yun traveled with a doctor, fearing something might happen to him.

"It's alright, I can lean on Ziyuan's shoulder and I'll feel better." Shengyuan politely declined to let anyone disturb his and his wife's time together.

The next moment, Feng Yun saw Sheng Yuan straighten up and asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"May I kiss you?"

Sheng Yuan stared directly at Feng Yun's lips, his eyes gleaming with desire. Feng Yun blushed at the sight and nodded slightly after a long while. If Sheng Yuan hadn't been watching her intently, she probably wouldn't have noticed.

With Feng Yun's permission, Sheng Yuan leaned closer. Feng Yun closed her eyes, feeling both nervous and expectant.

After waiting for a long time, Sheng Yuan's lips landed on Feng Yun's cheek.

Contrary to expectations, Feng Yun felt a little disappointed. He opened his eyes and saw Sheng Yuan smiling and staring at him, feeling ashamed and indignant.

"Ziyuan, don't be angry. Your body shouldn't be exposed to alcohol." Seeing that he was about to get up, Shengyuan quickly pulled him into his arms.

It wasn't that Sheng Yuan didn't want to, but Feng Yun was still taking medicine and couldn't drink alcohol, and he had drunk a lot.

Seeing him like this, Feng Yun leaned into his arms.

"Young Master, Young Madam, we have arrived at the Pei residence."

Upon hearing this voice, Feng Yun hurriedly tried to get up, but Sheng Yuan didn't let him. Instead, he carried him off the carriage.

Feng Yun struggled in vain, and assumed he was just drunk and confused.

After Sheng Yuan returned home, Feng Yun made him drink a bowl of hangover soup. Seeing that his eyes were clear, Feng Yun urged him to take a bath and change his clothes.

Seeing Sheng Yuan go to take a bath as he had instructed, Feng Yun drank his tea with a smile on his face.

"Young Master's health is getting better and better. It seems that the Third Young Master is also under your control. From now on, his days will surely be smooth and peaceful." Sui Yun stood beside Feng Yun, happy for him.

"What are you saying? Be careful someone overhears you."

Feng Yun glanced at him symbolically: "Sheng Yuan treats me well, which is good for me. But he still needs to have an heir. My mother was afraid I would overthink it, so she never mentioned it. But how can I not understand my situation when I'm in the thick of it? I only ask that our Feng family be safe and sound, that Sheng Yuan and I treat each other with respect, that we be able to live a comfortable life in this Ziyun Courtyard, and that, if I have permission, I can appreciate the scenery and write some poems to prove that I have been here."

Feng Yuluo's words were indeed annoying, but they were the truth.

He was a man and could not have children. Even if he pretended to be stupid, he would eventually have to decide to arrange for Shengyuan to take a concubine.

If it weren't for the two days they spent together, he wouldn't have cared about this at all.

He had to admit that Sheng Yuan had indeed stirred his heartstrings.

"Young Master, why say such discouraging things? Even if the Third Young Master really takes a concubine, he is still a son of a concubine. In terms of legitimate and illegitimate children, you are always a grade higher. The Third Young Master and you are in love, and you have the Marquis's mansion to back you up. The Third Young Master will never mistreat you." Sui Yun saw that the smile on his young master's face had disappeared and wanted to comfort him.

"Suiyun, you don't understand."

Feng Yun put down his teacup, looked at the red glow outside the window, got up and walked to the window, raised his hand to touch the windowsill, and watched the red glow paint the sky.

“Human nature is greedy,” Feng Yun paused for a moment, then added, “At least I am.”

Sui Yun remained silent. He understood what the young master meant, but he didn't comprehend it.