Chapter 223 The Pleasure Under the Grape Trellise

Chapter 223 The Pleasure Under the Grape Trellise

The backyard of the hot spring resort is a sunny and fertile land.

At this moment, a "spring plowing activity" was taking place here, one that would leave all the old farmers of the Great Sheng Dynasty speechless.

"Pay attention to spacing! Pay attention to spacing!"

Tangli, wearing a straw hat to shield herself from the sun and waving a thin willow branch in her hand, stood on the ridge of the field like a strict foreman, directing her "special long-term labor team".

Before her, there were no tenants toiling in the fields, nor oxen plowing the fields.

Instead, a group of monkeys "recruited" from some unknown mountain appeared.

These mischievous monkeys, who usually only steal farmers' food, are now holding specially made little hoes (or simply using their claws), and are huffing and puffing as they loosen the soil.

They were agile, and although they would occasionally slack off by picking lice off each other, under the intimidating gaze of Tangli, they worked faster than people.

And further ahead.

Several pangolins, their bodies covered in scales, were curling themselves into a ball and drilling into the ground like drills.

"Hiss hiss hiss—"

Dirt splashed everywhere.

In the blink of an eye, pits of just the right depth and size were dug.

This is the "fully automated animal-powered farming mode" of Tangli.

Without spending a penny, just a handful of peanuts, you can have the most efficient workforce.

"Tsk, perfect."

Tang Li nodded in satisfaction as she looked at the bustling scene.

At this rate, this wasteland will be transformed into a lush vineyard before next year.

She wiped non-existent sweat from her forehead and turned to walk towards the huge ancient locust tree not far away.

Under the shade of the tree, there was a large wisteria rocking chair.

Pei Yunjing was lying on it.

He was wearing a loose, casual white shirt with the collar slightly open, revealing his delicate collarbone.

A book was placed over his face, obscuring his face that was capable of bringing ruin to the country, revealing only a section of his beautifully shaped jawline.

He was sleeping soundly.

Or rather, he was enjoying this rare moment of peace.

Here, there were no hypocritical flattery voices in the imperial court, no bugle calls from the border, and no sharp noises that constantly tormented him in his mind.

The only sounds were the rustling of leaves in the wind, the occasional calls of monkeys, and... the light footsteps of a woman not far away.

These sounds are not noisy.

Instead, it was like a lullaby, finally allowing his nerves, which had been taut for twenty years, to completely relax.

Tangli tiptoed to the wicker chair.

Looking at the unsuspecting man in front of her, her heart softened like a pool of water.

Who would have thought that the regent, who was feared by all, was now curled up in the afternoon sun like a lazy big cat?

On the fruit plate on the table was a bunch of purple grapes that had just been chilled with well water (although they hadn't been grown yet, money talks, so they could still be bought).

Tangli reached out and picked one, carefully peeling off the purple skin to reveal the translucent, juicy flesh inside.

She bent down and gently lifted the book covering Pei Yunjing's face.

Sunlight shone on his face, and his eyelashes cast a small shadow under his eyelids.

He slowly opened his eyes.

The guardedness and murderous intent that had filled his eyes when he first woke up were gone; only a gentle ripple of tenderness appeared when he saw her.

"woke up?"

Tang Li smiled and held the grape to his lips:

"Open your mouth and taste it."

Pei Yunjing didn't move, but slightly parted his thin lips and took the cool grape into his mouth.

The pulp bursts open between your teeth, filling your mouth with sweet and sour juice.

Is it sweet?

Tang Li tilted her head, looking at him expectantly.

Pei Yunjing swallowed the grape, his gaze not on the fruit platter, but fixed on Tang Li's fingertip, which still had a little grape juice on it.

He suddenly reached out and grabbed her wrist, applying slight pressure.

Caught off guard, Tang Li leaned forward and landed on his chest.

"oops……"

Before she could even complain, Pei Yunjing had already lowered his head.

But instead of kissing her lips, he opened his mouth and gently took her fingertip into his mouth, using his tongue to scoop up the last drop of sweet juice.

Then, he gently bit her fingertip.

A tingling sensation shot straight from my fingertips to my heart.

Tang Li blushed and tried to pull her hand away, but he held it tightly.

Pei Yunjing looked at her blushing cheeks, a lazy and wicked smile curving his lips.

"The grapes are good."

His voice was hoarse, with a magnetic quality that came from just waking up, making it especially alluring in the quiet afternoon:

"but……"

He leaned close to her ear and whispered:

"Not as sweet as you."

Tang Li's heart skipped a beat.

This old man... how come he's getting better and better at it?

"Smooth-talking!"

She glared at him playfully and tried to get up, but Pei Yunjing grabbed her waist and pressed her against him.

"Don't move."

Pei Yunjing closed his eyes, rested his chin on her neck, and took a deep breath of the earthy and grassy scent emanating from her:

"Sleep with me a little longer."

"The monkey hasn't finished its work yet..."

"Let them dry."

Pei Yunjing took it for granted that he was exploiting her free labor, tightening his arms and locking her firmly in his embrace:

"You're the supervisor, not the laborer."

"At times like this, just being with me... is enough."

The shadows of the trees sway gently, and a light breeze blows.

In the distance, the monkeys make a noisy commotion as they work; nearby, the steady heartbeat of your loved one fills the air.

This is probably... the peaceful and idyllic life they had dreamed of countless times.