Xu Feng felt like Rapunzel, waiting in a tower for his prince to come and save him. Or maybe Sleeping Beauty waiting for a kiss to awaken him from a deep slumber. It was a bit embarrassing, but at the same time, it was all so novel and exciting.
Sitting in the unfamiliar courtyard, even with Si and San present, was so much more chilly than his warm courtyard. Maybe he should have added floor heating to the Budding and Flowering courtyards?
Even if he had the mind to do it, Xu Feng had no idea if his floor heating method would be successful, after all, he wasn't a professional, AND Steward Wu might not have had the budget for this renovation.
The floor heating in Blooming Courtyard wasn't being used yet, but the presence of Si, San, and Xu Feng in the courtyard seemed to make the space warmer, more like home.
Maybe it was body heat or the upgraded facilities during the renovations. Either way, that didn't matter now, they would only be in this courtyard for a few more minutes.
Xu Feng would much rather have the greenhouse anyway.
Sitting in the chillier Budding Courtyard, waiting for his handsome, long-legged hubby, he was already at his wit's end. He was not the most patient person.
"The long-legged hubby has arrived," Xu Feng laughed out loud, ruining the beautiful ice prince halo that was surrounding him.
Erlang looked at his young mistress with a straight face. This "young mistress" was usually quiet, but when he opened his mouth, only strange words would come out.
The burly young servant understood what was acceptable for gers in Nanshan village and Yilin town, even more than Si and San, who rarely went to town, and Xu Feng was completely outlandish. Erlang didn't feel like his mistress's crazy nature made him any less kind or beautiful.
Saying weird words, doing kind things, and standing up for his servants were all actions that their mistress did without thinking. It made him a better mistress than some "normal" mistresses he'd seen in Yilin.
Si and San, who spent even more time with Xu Feng, hadn't learned this lesson yet, they were still easily ruffled and confused by Xu Feng's occasional nonsense.
"Young mistress…" Si began about to ask what a "hubby" was before San cut in.
"We need to get ready to leave with the young mistress," San quickly caught Erlang, who was getting ready to leave the courtyard after fulfilling his mission.
They hadn't looped the giant into their mistress's plan beforehand, they only told him to wear his new clothing today and throw out the old.
"Si and I have already gotten ready," San rushed, "Get the Ox cart ready so we can follow."
Erlang was clearly confused, but after looking at the nodding Xu Feng, he followed San out to make his preparations for their departure.
Wearing a red veil was common for women from good families, but it wasn't required for gers. Xu Feng wasn't from a good family, nor did he feel it necessary to wear a veil. It was a bit embarrassing watching how others reacted to his wedding garments and more formal look, but it was too late to find a veil now.
While the two servants were gone, a beautiful black stallion made its entrance into the courtyard, a handsome man mounted on its back. A pair of sleek creatures.
Xu Feng couldn't help but stare at the man, the horse was cute too.
Xuan Yang was handsome with an intricate outfit, but that wasn't what drew his eyes to the other man. The sharp jawline, glistening hair, and finally, the sharp and focused eyes that hadn't left his face since entering the courtyard had bewitched Xu Feng.
Entering the courtyard, Xuan Yang's eyes quickly found his bride-to-be, Xu Feng, and he froze for a minute, before getting his witts about him. Lifting an eyebrow in defiance, and a little bit of judgment.
"Normally, a bride would wait to be picked up inside their room." He said lowly, "Were you so excited to marry this young master?"
The dark red mole matched the well-tailored red wedding clothes, making Xu Feng's face and body seem even more alluring. His androgynous face was in full force today, ready to bewitch the unsuspecting. He could normally make Erlang blush, but until the boy left with San, his face hadn't stopped being red for even a second.
While Xuan Yang had more defense against the ger's charms, he did look, and it was quite a penetrating look.
Xu Feng, on the other hand, openly admired the handsome, long-legged young master who was atop the majestic stallion. The body he remembered in the tub that night was haunting him, even under such fine and appropriate clothes.
[*Splash, splash, splash*]
"FUCK!" Xu Feng yelled, moving backward on unsteady feet.
His face had a light blush, and his eyes were lightly glazed over, as though he was coming out of a steaming bath himself. Even his knees were a bit weak.
'What the fuck is wrong with me?'
Yes, he admitted he was a bit sexually repressed in his last life, and this body was at the age where hormones were rampant. BUT STILL. Why was he having wet dreams at the drop of a hat?
The wet dreams—wet daydreams—had stopped for a while but decided to come back in full force at the perfect time. As Xu Feng shook his head, trying to shake himself back to reality, he missed a step.
"Young mistress," Si called out worriedly, trying to use her body to soften Xu Feng's fall.
Xu Feng closed his eyes as he retracted his hands into his sleeves. He was already falling backward at a weird angle, his best bet to not completely fall all over the floor was to use the seeds he'd hidden in his sleeves to soften the fall.
Hopefully, no one would notice the squash plant vines he would germinate to soften his fall. If they did, he would blame it on the gods and ghosts or something. Ancient people were more willing to believe in otherworldly things than modern people.
What was most important was not to crack his head open on his wedding day.
There was rustling from the corner and a few grunts from the horse before a loud sound entered Xu Feng's ears. All this happening in a matter of seconds.
With a few seeds in hand, Xu Feng was ready to germinate the seeds with his ability, but the warm embrace around him made him pause.
"Smells good."
"Hmm."