Chapter 463 - 313 Picking Fruit_2
Even gazing through the crack in the door didn’t reveal what lay outside; she couldn’t care less as she lifted the cover from her head to peer out. The only small window in this room required a stool to see beyond its frame.
Next door, through the window, she saw a large house from which the noise of a celebration drifted; she assumed it was a courtyard within the grand abode.
Feeling somewhat reassured, she began to scour the room for something to eat or drink. Spotting tea and pastries, she didn’t hesitate, even though they were offerings on the table, and began to nibble the pastries greedily.
As she indulged in the treats, she thought gleefully, "Married into wealth, the pastries alone are so delicious. From now on, I won’t have to farm, cook, or launder. I can truly live like a pampered young madam, my hands never soiled by spring water."
Better yet, getting pregnant quickly would be ideal, to firmly secure the family’s wealth in her grasp.
An hour later, a drunken man stumbled in and shut the door.
The woman on the bed immediately sat up, thinking that now she had entered the household, she must seize this chance to conceive a son quickly, or else all her prior schemes would be in vain.
Hongji’s father had the habit of napping at noon. Today, his wedding day, he reveled in the words spoken to him during the toasting with relatives—a moment of male pride.
Emboldened by his thoughts from the past few days, he yearned to father a son of his own as soon as possible.
Drunk though he was, he remembered the bride waiting in this room.