Quick Transmigration: My Host's Darling Little Darling

"Young master, the young master has returned from his post and spoke with the Marquis for a while. He asked if you wish to return."

Lady Hou frowned upon hearing Sui Yun's way of addressing the two of them. "You've been married for so long, why haven't you changed how you address each other?"

"This is my fault. I've never been used to it, and Sheng Yuan didn't say anything, so I didn't remind him to change it," Feng Yun hurriedly explained to Madam Hou.

"You two should discuss things yourselves and do what's comfortable for you, but you must be careful in front of outsiders. Don't give them any leverage and cause trouble for yourselves." As she spoke, Lady Hou recalled what had happened before and said, "I heard that at the Qionglin Banquet, His Majesty said some things that expressed regret for your talent. Your maternal grandfather and father were both a little worried when they saw that, but thankfully he spoke up to smooth things over. Your maternal grandfather and father were afraid that he would be provoked and put you in a difficult position."

Feng Yun had never heard Sheng Yuan mention these things, and when asked, he only said that the Qionglin Banquet was very boring.

"You two are in love right now, and I'm just reminding you that if someone tries to sow discord between you in the future, you'll be the one who suffers!" Lady Hou said when she saw him lost in thought.

“Mother is right, I will keep it in mind.”

Feng Yun said goodbye to Lady Hou and then came out.

He saw Sheng Yuan standing not far away, chatting with his older brother with his back to him.

Sheng Yuan was listening to Feng Chang speak when he heard footsteps behind him. He turned around and saw Feng Yun holding up his clothes, preparing to "ambush" him.

Caught red-handed by her elder brother and husband, Feng Yun awkwardly lowered her hem and walked calmly to Sheng Yuan's side.

"Oh~ It's only been a few days, and the once gentle and polite young master Feng, praised throughout the capital, has become so mischievous?"

Feng Yun, hearing Feng Chang's sarcastic remarks, pouted and secretly tugged at Sheng Yuan's sleeve.

He had only intended to take Sheng Yuan's hand from behind, so that no one would see it.

It's all Shengyuan's fault for turning around early, otherwise he wouldn't have been ridiculed by his older brother.

Sheng Yuan took Feng Yun's hand, "You should naturally relax in front of your own family."

Although Sheng Yuan shut him up, Feng Chang was still very happy, after all, it was his younger brother who was being protected.

After returning home, the two had dinner, took a short walk in the yard, and then washed up and went to bed.

Sheng Yuan sat leaning against the headboard, waiting for Feng Yun to return after bathing and changing.

When Feng Yun returned, he saw Sheng Yuan taking a nap with his eyes closed. So he tiptoed over, put his hands on Sheng Yuan's shoulders, and straddled Sheng Yuan's lap.

Sheng Yuan had already sensed Feng Yun's approach. When he opened his eyes, he saw Feng Yun's delicate face and those bright, piercing eyes staring straight at him.

Feng Yun was only wearing a loose and thin inner garment when Sheng Yuan reached out and touched Feng Yun's waist.

Under the dim light, Feng Yunming was irresistibly alluring, how could Sheng Yuan resist?

They went straight to kiss.

Feng Yun was being kissed by Sheng Yuan, feeling secretly pleased with himself. He wrapped his arms around Sheng Yuan's neck and responded methodically.

They've been married for a few months now, and Feng Yun has been kissed by Sheng Yuan countless times, so he's learned some kissing techniques.

After all, Young Master Feng is intelligent and has a strong learning ability.

Sheng Yuan hugged the person, rolled over, and pinned them to the bed, then kissed them.

Feng Yun was engrossed in kissing Sheng Yuan when Sheng Yuan suddenly stopped.

"...Sheng Yuan?" Feng Yun looked bewildered.

Sheng Yuan lowered his head and kissed him on the forehead. "That's enough for now. Get some rest."

Then I prepared to get up.

At this moment, Feng Yun pulled him back.

"I think……"

Sheng Yuan was still a little worried that his body couldn't take it, but Feng Yun didn't want it to end like this, so he wrapped his arms around Sheng Yuan's neck, pressed down hard, and then looked up and kissed Sheng Yuan's lips.

The string of reason in Sheng Yuan's mind snapped, and he couldn't help but let his intense and burning love surge towards his lover.

Overwhelmed by love, Feng Yun's reason and consciousness gradually crumbled, and in the end, she could only sob and tremble uncontrollably.

This was Feng Yun's first time, and Sheng Yuan patiently coaxed her, but after only a couple of times, Feng Yun was too tired to continue.

Sheng Yuan called for water and carefully washed the tired Feng Yun.

“...Husband...hmm~hmm…” Feng Yun mumbled unconsciously, her voice trembling with a sob.

Upon hearing the sound, Sheng Yuan looked down and saw Feng Yun with unfocused eyes, so tired that she could barely keep her eyes open, leaning weakly against his chest.

She had just coaxed people into calling her "husband" a few more times, and now she can't stop.

"I'm here, go to sleep."

After hearing this, Feng Yun obediently closed her eyes and fell asleep. Sheng Yuan used magic to dry Feng Yun's hair, then carried her back to bed to sleep.

Feng Yun, who was fast asleep, woke up after Sheng Yuan returned from court. As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Sheng Yuan sitting on the edge of the bed in his court robes, with his hands on either side of his head, staring down at him.

After realizing what was happening, Feng Yun shifted his body, hissing.

"what happened?"

Seeing that his little face was all scrunched up, Sheng Yuan quickly asked.

"Ouch~" Feng Yun looked at Sheng Yuan with a somewhat aggrieved expression: "I'm so tired, I want to be carried!"

His voice was slightly hoarse and weak.

When Sheng Yuan saw him reach out to act coquettishly, she scooped him up and held him in her arms.

"Does it still hurt? Should we change the dressing?" Sheng Yuan kissed his cheek and asked.

Sheng Yuan applied medicine to him last night, so he shouldn't be in pain anymore. However, Feng Yun's body is weak and his self-healing ability is too poor.

"No." Feng Yun was just trying to act cute, and when she saw that he actually believed her, she quickly denied it. "I'm just a little tired, and my back is a bit sore."

Sheng Yuan was relieved and brought the prepared water to Feng Yun's lips. Feng Yun drank it rather quickly, his throat was almost parched.

"Slow down," Sheng Yuan said, worried that he might choke.

After drinking two glasses of water, Feng Yun finally felt a little better.

"I'm hungry~" Feng Yun showed no intention of getting up, but simply looked up at Sheng Yuan.

Sheng Yuan kissed his cheek, then ordered someone to bring in breakfast.

Feng Yun could tell at a glance that Sheng Yuan had never expected him to get up.

"Have you eaten?" Feng Yun asked, noticing that there was only one set of tableware.

Shengyuan picked up a bowl of porridge, stirred it with a spoon, and said, "Hmm, if you get up any later, Grandfather will probably scold me again when he leaves his post."

Feng Yun opened his mouth to drink the porridge.

Last time, he caught a cold from playing around. Sheng Yuan took care of him at home until his fever subsided and he fell asleep before going to the Ministry of Revenue. As a result, when he was dismissed from his post, his maternal grandfather kept him behind and scolded him in front of everyone.

He heard about this from his maternal grandfather when his grandfather came to visit him in the hospital.

Sheng Yuan is a taciturn person; he never tells him anything.

It wasn't something Sheng Yuan could hide from him; he felt it wasn't a big deal and there was no need to tell him.

However, Feng Yun became much more obedient after that and stopped indulging in play despite his health.

"Dumplings." Feng Yun had been staring at those dumplings for a long time.

Shengyuan listened to his instructions and fed him.

Feng Yun suddenly laughed, "The first time we met, you also fed me water and porridge."

"Young Master Feng was much more reserved back then than he is now," Sheng Yuan teased him with a smile.

Feng Yun narrowed his eyes, then pressed against Sheng Yuan's chest and whispered in his ear, "Does my husband not like it?"

"I love it." Sheng Yuan turned his head and gave Feng Yun's slightly swollen lips a loud kiss.

Feng Yun was kissed, and she glared at him, unable to suppress the smile on her face.