Raising a wife? The mistress of the Hou family divorced and remarried her younger uncle

Chapter 276 Flowering Season
Lu Jing entered the pavilion, where Su Qingwan was waiting for him. She smiled and asked, "On this Mid-Autumn Festival, why aren't you with your family to enjoy the moon? What are you doing here?"

"Since it's the Mid-Autumn Festival, I'll naturally spend it with you." Lu Jing chuckled and took her hand. "Come on, I'll take you somewhere."

I will not go out today.

"We won't go out."

Lu Jing pulled her into the peony grove. There was a large grove of peonies there. Although only spring was the flowering season, the peonies in the courtyard were well-cultivated. The peonies in this grove were even more beautiful than those in the Lu family's garden. Su Qingwan didn't understand why he had pulled her to the peony grove.

Lu Jing pulled her to a spot in the southeast corner, picked up a small shovel, and started digging under a peony tree. Su Qingwan raised an eyebrow, asking in confusion, "What are you hiding? Gold?"

"What's so special about hiding gold?" Lu Jing asked with a smile. "You like gold?"

"I like."

She loved the gold because it could provide Huainan with a lot of military funds.

Lu Jing nodded. "Okay, next time I'll bury a pile of gold in the yard, and I'll take you to dig one spot a day, just like digging for treasure."

Su Qingwan couldn't help but laugh and said, "Is the regent's salary that high? You could cover the whole courtyard with gold."

"It's alright, enough to support my family."

Su Qingwan smiled without saying a word, waiting to see what treasure he would unearth. Mid-Autumn Festival was the saddest time for her. In fact, over the years, she had gradually become accustomed to being alone, feeling lonely, sad, and mourning. The Southwest Prince's Mansion knew her temperament and dared not disturb her. She would always hide in the mountains alone, like a wounded wild animal licking its wounds alone, with no one to heal it. She had grown accustomed to living like this.

Actually, she doesn't need anyone to heal her.

With Lu Jing by my side, it felt different. It turns out that having someone to accompany you and not having anyone to accompany you really makes a difference. With him around, I didn't feel so depressed.

"What did you bury so deep?" "Found it!" Lu Jing wiped his sweat. It was hot, and he sweated easily with even a little exercise. He was nervous and thought he had hidden it in the wrong place, even though he remembered it correctly.

The soil was dug up, revealing a jar of wine.

Su Qingwan was a little disappointed. It was just a jar of wine. How tacky! She thought it was some kind of buried treasure. If this man had a daughter, he would definitely bury a jar of "Daughter's Red Wine" as soon as she was born, and use it to welcome guests when she got married.

"It's just a jar of wine, what's so special about it?"

“There’s nothing special about it, but this is Yaohuang wine,” Lu Jing said with a smile. “I hired the best winemaker and bought the best-looking Yaohuang wine from the capital that year to make this fine wine.”

"Can peonies be used to make wine?"

“A good winemaker can make anything. He was a craftsman who loved winemaking the most. He specially brewed this for me before he left. That year, I thought that one day I would meet you again during the peony season, and we would drink a cup together under the peonies. That would not be a waste of my feelings.” Lu Jing shook the wine jar as if he wanted to take credit, not caring that his sleeves were dirty.

Su Qingwan's feelings were extremely complicated. "Lu Jing, have you really been looking forward to our reunion ever since you returned from the Southwest?"

"Of course!" Lu Jing never lied about this. "Every time the peonies bloom, I look forward to our reunion. I've finally been waiting for you to come."

This person belongs to him from now on; he can't run away even if he wants to, and he absolutely won't allow it.

"Let's go drink!" He carried the wine jar in one hand, wanting to reach out and take Su Qingwan's hand, but then remembered that Su Qingwan liked quiet and his hands were dirty, so he withdrew his hand halfway through.

Su Qingwan smiled and took his hand.

What a coward! You've done such daring things, yet you're so hesitant to even hold hands.