The Marshal’s Wife is Wild
Chapter 205 - 204: Alcohol and Mint Fragrance

Chapter 205: Chapter 204: Alcohol and Mint Fragrance

Then, stuffing two vials of medicine into the hands of a glaring Su Hua, she comforted her, "Have you forgotten? We all have to listen to the lady. If she tells us to take them, we take them. It’s so we can be stronger and protect her in the future. Or do you want the lady to come save you again?"

"I didn’t..." Su Hua was at a loss for words.

Ultimately, she could only accept the medicines with a shocked and pleased expression, thanking Qu Tong gratefully.

Si Yuting left halfway through the day, telling Qu Tong that he might come back late and not to wait for him for dinner.

Qu Tong, when not concocting medicine, had free time, so she tended to the vegetable garden and continued reading her books.

She had even sought advice from her tutor about the subjects on the exam and borrowed all the relevant books from the library.

Others might not have been able to borrow so many books, but she could, since Xie Ci had recently taken a part-time job as a librarian.

Qu Tong was so engrossed in her reading that she didn’t cook dinner, making do with nutrient solution instead.

During this time, Qu Tong also discovered that Butler Chi was a man of wide learning.

While busy with his own chores, Butler Chi noticed her frowning and pondering over a problem without turning the page and cautiously asked her about it.

After Qu Tong described the issue, to her surprise, Butler Chi actually clarified it for her.

Later on, whenever Qu Tong encountered something she didn’t understand, she would ask Butler Chi, and he was able to discuss most of them eloquently.

Qu Tong suddenly recalled a common trope in novels: the magnate’s entourage, even a life assistant, started from prestigious schools.

So to Si Yuting, Butler Chi could be considered an indispensable aide.

Indeed, appearances can be deceiving.

Despite Butler Chi’s age and his daily indulgence in melon-eating and shipping CPs with glee, he also possessed genuine knowledge and skills.

When Si Yuting came back, Butler Chi made a point of informing Qu Tong.

Qu Tong looked up to see Si Yuting return, dusty and travel-weary. She greeted him and then went back to her reading.

Si Yuting didn’t disturb her. After drinking a glass of water, he started browsing his holobrain, probably replying to messages.

About fifteen minutes later, Qu Tong finished the last page, stood up, and stretched languidly.

"Your Highness, it’s late. Let’s go to bed," Qu Tong said with a smile, deliberately making her suggestion sound ambiguous.

Si Yuting glanced at her coolly and replied in his usual stern tone, "Alright."

Then the two of them headed upstairs, one after the other.

Butler Chi followed behind, smiling like a blooming chrysanthemum.

However, when he saw that they were heading to their separate rooms, his smile suddenly froze, and he quickly stopped Si Yuting, "Your Highness, the master bedroom’s drainage pipe is broken and hasn’t been fixed yet."

Hearing this, Qu Tong turned around and raised an eyebrow at Butler Chi.

Si Yuting paused for just a moment, then said, "I’ll have a look."

Butler Chi quickly got in front of Si Yuting, feigning difficulty, "Your Highness, the door lock is broken too. I couldn’t open it when cleaning this morning. Why don’t you stay in the lady’s room tonight? She surely won’t mind, and I’ll get someone to fix everything tomorrow."

Even if Si Yuting was slow to catch on, he understood Butler Chi’s intention now.

Looking at Butler Chi’s righteous demeanor, he felt a bit of a headache.

He then turned his gaze to Qu Tong.

Leaning against the doorframe, Qu Tong smiled candidly, "Yes, Your Highness, I won’t mind at all."

Faced with what sounded like an invitation from Qu Tong, Si Yuting could only helplessly turn and enter her room.

Only then did Butler Chi breathe a sigh of relief and, feeling immensely pleased with himself, went downstairs carrying the cleaning robot.

He mentally praised himself for his quick-witted solution.

Upon entering the room, Si Yuting surveyed Qu Tong’s living quarters, which had many more items than his own room. There were several fresh roses on the table, and on the bed was the big white goose he had seen before.

A pair of slippers and a pair of petite leather boots were casually placed beside the bed, the desk was cluttered with a water cup, tissues, a hairdryer, and a snow fox fur was draped over the chair.

It wasn’t messy; in contrast to his room, it looked full of life.

Soon after, a gentle knock on the door echoed.

Qu Tong went to open it, and there was Butler Chi, who claimed that the master bedroom’s door lock was broken, handing her a set of Si Yuting’s clothes to change into.

Qu Tong handed the clothes to Si Yuting, who glanced at Qu Tong and took them into the bathroom.

With nothing to do, Qu Tong browsed the news while eating grapes, occasionally glancing at the bathroom door.

Perfectly legal and free, it would be a waste not to look.

But when the bathroom door opened, Qu Tong was completely taken aback and bit her lip, saying, "Your Highness, you look like the top courtesan in a brothel who performs without selling her body."

Si Yuting: "..."

What nonsense was his little wife spouting now?

Qu Tong walked up to Si Yuting and looked up to ask, "Your Highness, why didn’t you wear the clothes Uncle Chi brought for you to change into?"

Si Yuting seriously answered, "There was no top."

Qu Tong: "..."

Was that what she asked?

"I prefer the set that Uncle Chi brought for Your Highness."

Si Yuting’s towel-drying motion paused as he looked down at Qu Tong.

With a mischievous smile, Qu Tong said directly to Si Yuting, "Your Highness, let me feel your abs."

Then, without waiting for Si Yuting to respond, she reached for the hem of Si Yuting’s shirt with her claw-like hand.

Si Yuting was so stingy, but she was determined to look and even touch.

Just as her hand touched the hem of his shirt, it was caught by Si Yuting’s large palm, and Qu Tong reached out with her other hand in an attempt to grab it again.

She managed to lift a corner of the shirt, but before she could get a good look, the towel Si Yuting was using to dry his hair fell onto her face, blocking her view.

Her other hand was also captured.

Qu Tong gripped the corner of Si Yuting’s shirt with her right hand, and Si Yuting held onto both of Qu Tong’s hands without letting go.

Si Yuting looked at Qu Tong’s swaying head and spoke in a husky voice filled with helplessness,

"Madam, let go first."

"Take the towel off me first," came Qu Tong’s soft and muffled voice from behind the towel.

The towel was slightly damp and carried the delicate scent of her shampoo.

Si Yuting moved Qu Tong’s left hand to join her right hand and grasped both of Qu Tong’s hands with one hand, while the other hand helped remove the towel from her face.

Qu Tong: "..."

He actually didn’t fall for it!

Qu Tong looked at Si Yuting with an expression of grievance.

Si Yuting met her moist apricot eyes and pursed his lips.

After a while, his thin lips parted slightly, "Do you mind the smell of alcohol?"

Qu Tong didn’t understand, "It’s fine, what about it?"

Then, a shadow loomed over her.

Her hands were suddenly released, and before Qu Tong could react, her waist was gripped by a large hand and pulled close, while the free hand gently rested on the back of her neck.

Bending down, he kissed her.

The scent of alcohol mixed with mint filled her senses, warm and entwining, penetrating deep~

Qu Tong could clearly hear her own heartbeat.

Her breath was scorching hot, and she subconsciously bit down slightly.

The man’s momentary stiffness was distinctly transmitted to her...

Quite some time passed, even longer than last time, leaving Qu Tong almost breathless.

And she didn’t forget to stretch out her hand to finish the naughty act she had forgotten to do just now.

A barely audible sigh reached her ears, and before Qu Tong’s hand had found its target, she was embraced in his arms.