Transmigrated as a Cannon Fodder Wife A in Ancient Times - Chapter 46

Chapter 46

Of course, Lu Zijin received a good education since childhood. Even though she thought about Wei Lan giving jade tokens to others in her heart, she did not reveal much on her face. She still chatted and laughed with the Kunze in the private room. When Xiao Nanyan spoke to her, she responded politely.

However, Lu Zijin did not stay long after eating. She needed to inspect various dye workshops in the afternoon. She truly did not have much time to chat idly with these people.

Xiao Nanyan, on the other hand, looked at Lu Zijin’s departing figure with great interest. The smile on her face never faded.

Regarding this, Wei Lan was completely unaware. At this moment, she progressed to the step of carving patterns. She used a chisel to start engraving designs on the jade’s surface.

Wei Lan carved a small dog this time with some selfish motives. She made the dog very cute, with its tongue sticking out and a smile on its face. It lay there fluffily, as if waiting for its owner to come and pet its fur.

The more Wei Lan carved, the more reluctant she felt. This dog was so cute that she did not want to sell it. Fortunately, she bought several pieces of Qiemo blue jade raw material. She decided to keep this dog for herself to wear. In a couple of days, she would carve another dog using the material for the twelve zodiac tokens.

Thinking this, Wei Lan carved even more meticulously. She really liked this raw stone. It was smooth and shiny, the kind that felt oily when polished.

Wei Lan held the chisel in her right hand. Her hand was very steady. She carved the dog’s fur clearly, strand by strand. However, the more Wei Lan looked at the dog in her hand, the more it resembled herself.

She quickly shook her head. She was a fierce and dominant Qianyuan. How could she be a little dog?

Due to the good quality of the jade material, Wei Lan did not use much openwork carving in this series. This saved a lot of effort. However, Wei Lan still pursued perfection. After finishing the carving, she began drilling a hole. She made a small hole on the jade token to allow a rope to pass through for easy wearing. Then came the processes of wooden and leather polishing.

These two processes were the simplest. She used a wooden gourd scoop to preliminarily polish the jade. Then, she used cowhide to finely polish and buff the jade.

As the sky gradually darkened, the small dog jade token in Wei Lan’s hands finally took shape. She stood up, stretched lazily, and hurriedly went to the table to pour several cups of water. She drank three cups in a row. Then, Wei Lan opened the studio’s door.

Outside, maids and servants waited for a long time. Li Zhufeng bowed to Wei Lan and hurriedly said, “Master, do you want to bathe first or eat first? Miss Wei Qing is also waiting for you.”

“You go ask Wei Qing. If she is hungry, prepare food for her first. I still need to bathe first,” Wei Lan thought and said. Although the dust on the jade was not much, there were still some residues. Wei Lan did not like eating with these on her body. She needed to take a bath first.

Upon hearing Wei Lan’s words, a little maid immediately went to Wei Qing to relay the message. Soon, the little maid ran back and bowed to Wei Lan. “Master, Miss Wei Qing says she is not in a hurry. She wants to wait for you to eat together.”

Wei Lan nodded. “Good. Then we will eat together after I finish bathing.”

Saying this, Wei Lan walked to the bedroom. After entering, she took off her work clothes. She wore her inner garment and sat on a round stool, waiting.

Soon, servants carried buckets of water to a large wooden tub. They set the tub down. The maids handled adjusting the water temperature. They poured water into the large tub until it was enough for one person to bathe and the temperature was suitable. Then they stopped.

“Master, you can bathe now,” one of the maids came to remind her.

“Hmm, all of you leave,” Wei Lan dismissed everyone. She walked to the screen and began removing her clothes.

Speaking of which, bathing in ancient times was an extremely luxurious affair. Bathing wasted a lot of water. Unlike modern times, where every household had pipes and water flowed through municipal systems to thousands of homes, ancient times were different. Wealthy households had wells in their mansions. Poor commoners needed to fetch water from rivers or share a single well for drinking. Moreover, heating water required firewood. They needed to chop a lot of wood from the mountains to have enough to heat water. Therefore, her current lifestyle was quite luxurious.

Wei Lan comfortably stirred the hot water in the tub, washing away the day’s fatigue. She sat lower, leaving only her neck exposed.

Wei Lan soaked in the hot bathwater, closing her eyes to rest. Soon, rustling sounds came from the courtyard. Maids and servants were paying respects.

Wei Lan did not hear clearly. However, the only masters in the mansion were herself and Lu Zijin. The visitor was likely Lu Zijin.

Wei Lan did not expect Madam to come see her. Her eyes brightened. She turned, eagerly looking outside, wanting to see Lu Zijin.

As expected, the bedroom door was soon pushed open.

Wei Lan tilted her head, waiting for Lu Zijin to come find her. Footsteps sounded in the room. When Wei Lan looked up, her eyes met Lu Zijin’s beautiful ones.

“Madam, why did you come? Weren’t you very busy today? Are you tired?” Wei Lan looked up at Lu Zijin. She reached out her hand, wanting Lu Zijin to hold it.

Lu Zijin looked at the harmless little Qianyuan. The corners of her lips slightly curved. She did not refuse and reached out to hold Wei Lan’s hand.

Wei Lan shook her wrist. Lu Zijin’s hand shook along with hers. “Madam, will you rest here with me later? Otherwise, it takes half an hour to return to your courtyard. I’m afraid you’ll be too tired.”

The curve of Lu Zijin’s lips grew larger. She took another step forward. Her fingertips gently rubbed against Wei Lan’s nape mark.

Wei Lan thought Lu Zijin missed her. She obediently endured the itchiness as Lu Zijin rubbed her. Her eyes still looked at Lu Zijin.

Lu Zijin smiled kindly at Wei Lan. However, her gaze grew deeper.

“What? Does Master want me to stay and keep you company?” Lu Zijin asked with interest. Her tone carried a hint of seduction.

Wei Lan immediately nodded. Since Lu Zijin rubbed her nape mark, Wei Lan’s ear tips were already red. However, she still looked at Lu Zijin eagerly, acting spoiled. “Hmm, I haven’t seen you all day. I miss you.”

Lu Zijin’s gaze deepened. Her movements on the nape mark became even gentler.

The可怜 little Qianyuan still knew nothing at this moment. She only thought Madam missed her and played with her nape mark. After all, Lu Zijin loved playing with it the most.

She obediently looked at Lu Zijin. Then, Lu Zijin’s hand pressed harder. Wei Lan did not react in time. Her nape mark was heavily pressed. She almost went limp and fell into the tub.

Fortunately, Lu Zijin held her arm, barely steadying her.

Wei Lan’s eyes held a layer of mist. She looked at Lu Zijin pitifully. “Why did you suddenly use so much force? I couldn’t handle it.”

Saying this, Wei Lan rubbed her cheek against Lu Zijin’s wrist. Her gaze looked at Lu Zijin.

Lu Zijin feared she would fall in. One hand supported Wei Lan’s arm. The other lifted Wei Lan’s chin. She leaned in and kissed her lightly. “What? You can’t handle this?”

“Madam, be gentler,” Wei Lan continued to act spoiled. Her soft and whiny appearance made Lu Zijin’s breathing grow heavier.

She leaned in, pressed the back of Wei Lan’s head, and kissed her. She did not let go until Wei Lan’s hands could barely hold the tub’s edge.

Lu Zijin’s fingertips pinched Wei Lan’s nape mark. She reminded, “Be good and wait for me in bed. I’ll come serve Master soon.”

“Okay,” Wei Lan’s eyes sparkled as she stared at Lu Zijin. She missed Lu Zijin too and wanted to hug her properly.

Lu Zijin soon walked out from behind the screen. She pushed the door open and ordered, “Go prepare water in a guest room. I need to bathe first.”

“Yes,” the maids dared not ask why. Whatever Lu Zijin said, they did.

Although Wei Lan’s Fuqu Pavilion was remote, the courtyard was quite large with many rooms. The guest rooms had all new furnishings, so Lu Zijin used them with confidence.

After ordering the water, she felt impatient. She wanted to pin the little Qianyuan down now and ask how she dared give jade tokens to other Kunze.

Seeing Lu Zijin arrive, the maids guessed she would stay overnight. The kitchen kept hot water ready. Now, the servants and maids only needed to adjust the bathwater’s temperature.

“Miss, the bathing items are ready. Please proceed,” Qianxue hurriedly said.

Lu Zijin nodded. Surrounded by maids, she went to another room to bathe.

She thought of Wei Lan. Her heart felt like a kitten scratched it, itchy and unbearable. She wished she could make the little Qianyuan cry now.

Her bathing speed increased. She only rinsed off her sweat, not lingering in the tub. Lu Zijin hurriedly came out.

Meanwhile, Wei Lan just switched to her second towel to wipe her hair. She thought Madam would take a while to bathe, so she was not in a hurry. She wiped her wet hair slowly.

She slept with Madam last night. Thinking they could sleep together again today, Wei Lan smiled sweetly.

When she looked up, her gaze met Lu Zijin’s at the door. Wei Lan was stunned for a moment, then asked in surprise, “Madam, why did you finish bathing so quickly? My hair isn’t even dry yet.”

Wei Lan usually wiped her long hair three times with a dry towel to stop it from dripping. Without a hairdryer in ancient times, this was the only way.

Lu Zijin saw her unhurried manner. Her gaze deepened. She turned and instructed, “Don’t come in unless I call you. Don’t let anyone else in either.”

“Yes, Miss,” the maids outside lowered their heads obediently. Their ear tips turned red. The young maids, though inexperienced, understood what Miss meant.

Especially Qianxue, she felt utterly shocked. Miss rushed over so urgently, not even eating dinner with Master, and went straight to sleep with her? Her Miss was not usually so impatient.

After speaking, Lu Zijin closed the door and walked step by step toward Wei Lan.

Wei Lan smiled at her. “Madam, call for dinner first. I’ll wipe my hair once more, and it’ll be almost dry.”

Lu Zijin raised an eyebrow at the harmless little Qianyuan. Her gaze deepened.

When Lu Zijin reached Wei Lan, Wei Lan still sensed nothing wrong. She thought Lu Zijin was about to help dry her hair. But meeting Lu Zijin’s deep gaze, Wei Lan instinctively felt danger.

She smiled sweetly at Lu Zijin. “What’s wrong?”

Lu Zijin reached out, wrapped her arm around Wei Lan’s waist, and led her to the bed.

Seeing Lu Zijin wanted her to get on the bed, Wei Lan’s face flushed. She stammered, “Madam, my hair isn’t dry yet, and we haven’t had dinner. Shouldn’t we eat first before sleeping?”

“I’ll feed you now,” Lu Zijin’s gaze grew heavier. She pulled Wei Lan to the bedside, then pushed. The little Qianyuan fell back, lying flat on the bed.

Wei Lan thought Lu Zijin was joking. “Madam, stop teasing. I’m really hungry.”

Lu Zijin’s lips curved. “Oh? I’ll fill you up now.”

Saying this, Lu Zijin straddled Wei Lan’s waist. She slowly began untying her waistband, her eyes fixed on Wei Lan beneath her.

Wei Lan looked at Lu Zijin. Madam was truly beautiful, especially now. As Wei Lan watched, her cheeks burned. What did Madam mean by filling her up? Wei Lan pursed her lips, thinking. Even her neck turned shyly red.

Lu Zijin saw the little Qianyuan lost in thought. Her eyes curved. She only removed her outer dress, yet the little Qianyuan was already so shy.

Lu Zijin reached out, lifted Wei Lan’s chin. “Is it pretty?”

Wei Lan felt shy but nodded earnestly, her gaze burning. “Pretty.”

Lu Zijin’s smile deepened. She leaned down and kissed her. Her kiss was urgent and heavy. Wei Lan soon struggled to breathe.

But Lu Zijin’s kiss felt so good. Wei Lan was reluctant to push her away. Her cheeks and neck were flushed, her eyes growing misty, nearly crying from the kiss. Lu Zijin finally pulled back slightly, giving Wei Lan time to breathe.

However, Lu Zijin’s hands did not stop. They traced from Wei Lan’s brows and cheeks, finally landing on her lips.

Wei Lan’s originally pink lips were slightly swollen from the kiss. Lu Zijin deliberately pressed her thumb on them. Her other hand smoothly removed the plaster on Wei Lan’s right neck.

Lu Zijin played with Wei Lan’s lips with one hand, pressing them repeatedly. The other hand gently rubbed Wei Lan’s nape mark.

Wei Lan felt itchy from the rubbing and shrank her neck to dodge. Lu Zijin pressed her shoulders. “Be good. Don’t dodge.”

“Whimper, it’s itchy,” Wei Lan looked at Lu Zijin softly. She reached out, grabbed the hem of Lu Zijin’s clothes at her waist, and shook it lightly, wanting Lu Zijin to stop rubbing there.

Lu Zijin curved her lips at her. “Itchy is right. Who told you to do something wrong again?”

“No way! I didn’t even see you today. How could I do something wrong?” Wei Lan felt puzzled. She only carved the dog token in the studio today. She did nothing else. How could she upset Lu Zijin?

“Still stubborn? Let me help Master recall.” Saying this, Lu Zijin kissed her again. This kiss was still aggressive, urgent, and heavy. Wei Lan soon couldn’t breathe again.

As Lu Zijin kissed her, her hand pressed Wei Lan’s nape mark. A strong scent of fresh snow surged out.

For Wei Lan, this was both double pleasure and double overwhelm. Her eyes nearly lost focus. She lay softly, letting Lu Zijin toy with her. She lacked the strength to even grip Lu Zijin’s clothes.

Lu Zijin kissed for a while. Seeing the little Qianyuan beneath her go still, she stopped. Looking at Wei Lan, nearly melting into a puddle, Lu Zijin’s inner fire finally subsided a bit.

She propped herself above Wei Lan, lifted her chin, making Wei Lan look into her eyes. “Speak. Do you know what you did wrong?”

Wei Lan sniffled. Her gaze met Lu Zijin’s. Her eyes held heavy mist, her cheeks flushed red. She looked so tempting to bully.

Seeing her like this, Lu Zijin’s barely subdued fire flared into a blaze again. Especially as Wei Lan looked at her with spring in her eyes, her voice soft and娇. “I really don’t know. I didn’t go out today. I stayed obediently in the mansion carving jade tokens.”

“Not talking, huh?” Seeing Wei Lan’s silence, Lu Zijin kissed her again until Wei Lan couldn’t breathe. She pulled back slightly, then bit Wei Lan’s lower lip.

Wei Lan sniffled, her eyes welling up. “I really don’t know. Can’t Madam just tell me what I did wrong?”

“No way. If Master isn’t good, you need punishment.” Saying this, Lu Zijin moved to bite Wei Lan’s nape mark.

Soon, Wei Lan’s tender nape mark bore several tooth marks. The scent of fresh snow burst from her body. She felt drained of strength, a mix of comfort and overwhelm. Wei Lan couldn’t describe it. She wanted to cry, yet her body felt joyful.

Finally, Lu Zijin stopped biting. She propped herself up slightly. Wei Lan’s cheeks and forehead glistened with sweat. Tears shimmered in her eyes, her lashes wet. She looked pitiful yet adorable.

Lu Zijin’s heart itched. She glanced down and saw the jade token on Wei Lan’s neck.

Lu Zijin picked up the jade token, examining it closely. It bore a cute little dog with a smiling face, fluffy fur, and a slightly protruding tongue. Its tail curled high, as if begging its owner for a treat.

Lu Zijin looked at the token, then at Wei Lan beneath her. Her eyes seemed to hold a storm.

She smiled kindly at Wei Lan, her tone gentler. “Why did you decide to wear a jade token? What’s this carved?”

“I carved a little dog. I thought it was cute, so I wore it. Doesn’t Madam like it?” Wei Lan, drained from the kisses, spoke softly.

As she spoke, Wei Lan wondered if Madam disliked her wearing this jade token.

But the next moment, she heard Lu Zijin’s voice. “This isn’t a little dog. It’s clearly you.”

Lu Zijin rubbed the jade token, comparing it to Wei Lan. The more she looked, the more the dog resembled Wei Lan.

She leaned in, kissed Wei Lan’s ear tip, and coaxed, “Whose little dog is Master? Hmm?”

Wei Lan’s ear tip trembled from Lu Zijin’s warm breath. She hugged Lu Zijin, who pressed against her, and mumbled shyly, “I’m Madam’s little dog.”

Lu Zijin’s heartbeat quickened. Her gaze darkened as she looked at Wei Lan beneath her. She continued, “Louder. Whose little dog are you, hmm?”

As she spoke, Lu Zijin bit Wei Lan’s nape mark again. Wei Lan’s body trembled from the sensation.

“I’m Madam’s. I’m Madam’s little dog,” Wei Lan said. Right after, she felt Lu Zijin bite her nape mark heavily. She sniffled, nearly crying.

“Madam, it’s itchy. Whimper, I can’t take it,” Wei Lan’s voice trembled.

Her lips were soon kissed by Lu Zijin again. Lu Zijin kissed for a while, then coaxed softly, “Who’s the little dog’s owner? Hmm?”

“Whimper, it’s Madam. Madam is my owner,” Wei Lan’s mind was a mess. She only knew to follow Lu Zijin’s words obediently.

Sure enough, after saying this, Lu Zijin was immediately pleased. She leaned down, kissed Wei Lan’s lips lightly. “Good to know. The little dog must obey, or you’ll be punished.”

“I won’t dare, Madam. Don’t bite. There’s really nothing left inside,” Wei Lan hugged Lu Zijin tightly, whining softly. Her nape mark had no scent left; Madam played it all away.

Lu Zijin knew this too. She pressed a few more times, and no fresh snow scent came out. She stopped.

Still unsatisfied, Lu Zijin grabbed the jade token on Wei Lan’s neck, locking eyes with her. “Will you dare give jade tokens to other Kunze again?”

Wei Lan looked at Lu Zijin aggrievedly, full of questions. She only gave one to Lu Zijin, never to anyone else.

“I never gave them to others,” Wei Lan muttered softly.

Lu Zijin’s thumb gently rubbed her lips. “The little dog mustn’t lie, or else…”

“I’m not lying. I only sold some jade tokens to Xiao Nanyan. I never gave her any,” Wei Lan rubbed her forehead against Lu Zijin’s shoulder, explaining softly.

“Really? Then what about the nine-tailed fox jade token on her neck?” Lu Zijin raised an eyebrow and asked.

“She bought it with silver. I took the money,” Wei Lan, fearing Lu Zijin’s anger, leaned in softly and kissed the corner of Lu Zijin’s lips.

Lu Zijin was pleased with the little Qianyuan’s initiative. Hearing the jade token was bought with silver, the knot in her heart finally eased.

She lifted Wei Lan’s chin, leaned in, and bit her lip. “Be good from now on. You can sell to others, but don’t give them away, especially not to other pretty Kunze. Understand?”

“I understand, I’m very naughty, Madam,” Wei Lan hugged Lu Zijin tightly, whining softly. Her scent was gone, her body weak. She trembled even when hugging Lu Zijin, lacking strength.

Seeing the little Qianyuan so obedient, Lu Zijin finally felt at ease. A Qianyuan like Wei Lan could only belong to her. Other Kunze could not steal her.

Thinking this, Lu Zijin tugged the dog tag on Wei Lan’s neck again. “Wear this dog necklace all day from now on, so you won’t forget whose little dog you are.”

Wei Lan grumbled, burying her face in Lu Zijin’s shoulder. “Madam, you’re bullying me.”

Hearing Wei Lan’s whining, Lu Zijin’s mood soared. “How so?”

Meanwhile, Wei Qing, who stood by Wei Lan’s bedroom door for a while, had a colorful expression. Her face turned red, then white.

Originally, Wei Qing came to check if her sister was ready. She planned to eat dinner with Wei Lan. But the maids at the door stopped her, saying Miss Lu was inside and it was inconvenient to enter.

At first, Wei Qing didn’t understand what was inconvenient. Then she heard the sounds inside. Her sister called out娇ingly, saying she was Madam’s dog. Occasionally, she heard panting breaths. Even Wei Qing, ignorant of romance, realized what was happening inside.

She nearly cried on the spot. Thinking her sister, a fine Qianyuan, had to do such things after marrying, even calling herself a dog, Wei Qing felt waves of guilt. Perhaps her sister did this to please Miss Lu so Wei Qing could stay longer in the Lu Mansion.

Her sister was too pitiful. The little girl stood there, imagining a grand tragedy. The more she thought, the sadder she felt. Tears nearly fell. Unable to bear hearing her sister suffer more, the little girl covered her face and ran back to her room.

Regarding this, Wei Lan knew nothing. She still clung to Lu Zijin, whining softly.