「The next morning.」

Lu Yuan got ready, planning to go fetch his mother-in-law.

He knew what this was all about, anyway.

’I’d better go get her myself.’

’If my wife is the one to ask, it’s unlikely she’ll come.’

Besides, Lu Yuan also needed to go to the greenhouses outside the city.

The experimental plots in the greenhouses were all ready now.

Lu Yuan had to go check on them every day.

You couldn’t just plant things in a greenhouse and then ignore them.

He had to record the temperature, humidity, and so on.

No one else could handle this sort of thing; only Lu Yuan could do it himself.

Furthermore...

Lu Yuan didn’t want anyone else doing it anyway.

’If I manage to cultivate some super high-yield variety, I have to be the only one who knows how to grow it.’

’Getting rich is something you do alone.’

’It would be bad if the secret got out.’

After breakfast, Lu Yuan and Song Meiqin left, holding hands.

Aunt Song had a busy day ahead of her too.

Equipment needed to be shipped, and she had to find people to go to Yandu. Aunt Song had to handle all these miscellaneous tasks. 𝕗𝚛𝚎𝚎𝐰𝗲𝗯𝗻𝚘𝚟𝚎𝗹.𝕔𝐨𝕞

The two of them boarded the horse-drawn carriage and slowly headed out of the city.

"What’s wrong? Didn’t sleep well?"

Lu Yuan asked, looking at Aunt Song yawning beside him.

As he spoke, he pulled Aunt Song directly into his arms.

Aunt Song leaned obediently into his embrace, yawned again, and shot Lu Yuan an annoyed glance.

"Have you forgotten what time you two were fooling around until last night?"

Hearing this, Lu Yuan grinned a little sheepishly.

"Couldn’t be helped. Who told Aunt Zhao to be so damn seductive~"

But Aunt Song just huffed softly.

"You really know how to play around. You’ll mess around anywhere. Aren’t you afraid of getting dirty?!"

Lu Yuan knew what Aunt Song was talking about. She definitely knew.

Otherwise, if she hadn’t known, she would have come over to intervene long ago, given the racket Aunt Zhao was making last night.

To be honest...

It was actually a little embarrassing to have this kind of thing brought up in broad daylight.

But listening to Aunt Song, her words sounded a bit sour.

Lu Yuan gave Aunt Song a funny look.

"We didn’t have dumplings this morning, so where’s this smell of vinegar coming from?

Besides, that was Aunt Zhao last night."

But Song Meiqin glared at Lu Yuan, blushing.

"I’m not talking about whose turn it was last night!

I’m talking about why you all knew, and I was the only one who didn’t!

If Liyan hadn’t told me, who knows what I would have thought!"

Lu Yuan was taken aback. Seeing Aunt Song like this, he couldn’t help but burst out laughing.

’Aunt Song really is inexplicably cute sometimes, just like a young girl.’

’Getting jealous over something like this?’

’It’s a little ridiculous.’

Unable to hold it in, Lu Yuan laughed heartily for a moment before hugging Aunt Song tightly and whispering mischievously in her ear,

"Then I’ll let you try it tonight."

Song Meiqin froze. Her face instantly flushed a vibrant red, and when she came to her senses, she retorted coquettishly,

"I don’t want to! It’s so dirty!

You little rascal, you just love to degrade people. Only that Zhao Qiao’er would be crazy enough to go along with you.

I’m not doing it!"

But Lu Yuan just held Aunt Song tighter and grinned wickedly.

"Not doing it isn’t an option. You’re my women; none of you can escape!"

Flushed with embarrassment, Song Meiqin reached out and pinched the soft flesh of Lu Yuan’s waist, complaining,

"No way!!

I have to go out every day. I’m not like Zhao Qiao’er who just stays at home.

Look at the way she was walking this morning.

If I went out like that, people would laugh me to death. I’m not doing it!"

Lu Yuan was just teasing, of course. He didn’t actually have such a wicked taste.

It was all Aunt Zhao’s doing.

Aunt Zhao was like a siren these days, utterly captivating.

Especially since Aunt Zhao knew what he liked.

’At night, in bed, she presents her big, plump butt to you, swaying it left and right... who could possibly resist that?’

’She even puts rouge and powder on it, making it look like a giant birthday peach.’

’If it weren’t for that, Lu Yuan really wouldn’t have done such a thing.’

Of course, his thoughts were one thing; verbally, Lu Yuan was still happy to tease Aunt Song.

He immediately raised an eyebrow and said,

"Alright then. We’ll do it after you’re pregnant and don’t have to go out anymore."

Song Meiqin froze, almost dying of embarrassment. She protested from within Lu Yuan’s arms,

"You wicked man, you’re always thinking of ways to torment me!"

But after saying this, something suddenly occurred to Song Meiqin. She immediately sat up straight, looked at Lu Yuan, and blinked her pretty eyes.

"Yuan’er, you should take my pulse too~

See if I’m pregnant or not."

Lately, Lu Yuan had only been checking on Zhao Qiao’er, not Song Meiqin.

Mainly because not enough time had passed for Song Meiqin.

It had only been a little over a month so far.

There was definitely no point in checking before now.

He wouldn’t have been able to diagnose anything anyway. Even with the *Medical Heart*, you couldn’t fool around one night and diagnose a pregnancy by taking a pulse the next morning.

It doesn’t work that fast.

But now, Lu Yuan nodded.

"Alright, but let’s do it when we get to Second Uncle’s house.

It’s hard to do properly in a moving carriage."

Song Meiqin was about to nod, but then she thought about it.

’Su Liyan’s second uncle’s house... pretty much everyone from the Su Family is there now.’

’Such a huge, bustling crowd of people.’

’Are they all going to gather around and watch to see if I’m pregnant or not?’

’That would be utterly mortifying!’

Immediately, Song Meiqin blushed and said hurriedly,

"No, no, let’s do it right here."

With that, Song Meiqin quickly had the carriage driver stop the vehicle.

Lu Yuan didn’t say anything to dissuade her.

He knew why Aunt Song was insisting.

Aunt Song was thin-skinned. At night, under the covers, she would only whimper softly.

She was different from Aunt Zhao, who was much more uninhibited—the type who, if you dared to mess with her, would dare to shout loud enough for the whole courtyard to hear.