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At midday, when the sun was at its zenith, Wei Jun, half-asleep, peered through the lattice window at the blazing sun outside in the Jingchen Courtyard.

He rarely slept in. Usually, he would get up before the maids who came to sweep and clean the courtyard each day arrived.

Those maids were not his people; they were actually sent by the old lady.

The old lady or the other two ladies have eyes and ears everywhere in this mansion.

After washing up, Wei Jun sat down at his desk to calm himself down.

Ru Feng came in from outside and reported: "The old lady sent Jinxiu over to deliver hangover soup. This morning, the maid who was cleaning wanted to go into the young master's room to tidy his clothes, but I stopped her on the grounds that the young master was not yet awake."

The maids smelled the alcohol emanating from outside the courtyard and guessed that the young master had been drinking the night before. Only then did the old lady learn that the young master had been drinking.

Ru Feng looked somewhat guilty.

Wei Jun tidied up the things on the table, placed some scriptures on it, and covered them up slightly.

"This is not your fault. There are some things that we can't hide from them if they want to know. Besides, I'm used to it, and I can't always do what the old lady wants. If I don't do something rebellious, my grandmother will still think that I'm under her control."

These words sound somewhat cold and bleak.

As the wind rarely offered words of comfort:

"The old lady and the young master are, after all, grandmother and grandson, so there is bound to be some affection between them. The old lady must love and care for the eldest young master."

Wei Jun put down his wolf-hair brush, his head throbbing. There happened to be a bowl of hangover soup outside, so he gently waved his hand: "Let him in."

The maid Jinxiu entered carrying a gilded bowl. The bowl of hangover soup was still steaming, emitting a rich ginseng aroma mixed with a hint of sweet herbal scent, which could be smelled as soon as she entered from the doorway.

Ru Feng's gaze swept over the bowl of hangover soup.

The soup is clear and transparent, which suggests that it contains many medicinal herbs that replenish qi and nourish vital energy.

The old lady has always doted on the eldest son, and this meticulous care is quite touching.

Wei Jun leaned on the table with one hand, his long, slender fingers rubbing his temples.

I had a hangover last night, and now my temples are throbbing with pain.

When the medicine was brought to him, Wei Jun took the bowl, tilted his head back, and drank it all in one gulp.

The herbal soup was warm when it entered his mouth, and the aroma of ginseng lingered on his tongue. It was a little sweet, as if candied fruit had been added, which made him frown slightly, as he did not like overly sweet herbal soup.

After drinking it, a warm current surged in his stomach, washing away the discomfort of drinking on an empty stomach the night before, and it did indeed alleviate some of the discomfort of his hangover.

"Why are you still here?" Wei Jun glanced at him sideways.

Jinxiu had finished drinking from the bowl on the tray in her hands. Logically, she should have taken the bowl away and returned to report to the old lady, but she remained standing there without moving.

The maid, Jinxiu, kept her head bowed low. Servants were not supposed to look directly into their masters' eyes, but at this moment she couldn't help but steal glances at the person in front of her out of the corner of her eye.

The eldest son's eyes and brows carried a faint air of aloofness, calm yet sharp.

Although he has just passed the age of twenty, he possesses an arrogance and integrity that makes people hesitant to look him in the eye.

At this moment, he was dressed in casual clothes, the fabric of which outlined his broad shoulders and narrow waist. When he raised his arm, the well-defined lines of his arm were revealed under the sleeve.

A single glance, a glimpse of her back, was enough to stir her heart.

Jinxiu said, "The old lady has other matters to instruct the eldest young master. May Rufeng take his leave?"

Wei Jun was somewhat puzzled. At the same time, the bowl of medicine in his stomach seemed to ignite a fire, and a strange heat rose up inside him.

He was somewhat agitated, but unwilling to be seen as unfilial in front of his grandmother, and mindful of her kindness in raising him, he suppressed his surging emotions and dismissed Rufeng.

"The old lady said..." Jinxiu suddenly put down the tray in her hand, leaned close to the eldest young master, and whispered in Wei Jun's ear in an extremely soft tone, her breath as sweet as orchids:

"Today, let this servant attend to the eldest young master..."

Wei Jun suddenly gripped the edge of the table beside him and stood up abruptly.

In a moment of excitement, he felt his blood rushing wildly through his body, his cheeks quickly flushed with a hot blush, and even his breathing became heavy and scorching.

"you……"

Wei Jun suddenly raised his eyes, his gaze sharp as a knife, staring intently at Jinxiu standing in front of him.

The heat surged through his body, and his reason was almost on the verge of collapse.

His hands, gripping the edge of the table, were bulging with veins as he stared intently at Jinxiu, a burning pain in his eyes.

Jinxiu was frightened by the anger in his eyes, but the fear only lasted for a moment. She slowly raised her head, her face flushed red, her eyes filled with fear of him, but even more so with infatuation. She stared at the person in front of her, completely mesmerized.

The eldest son before her was someone she had never seen before; his pained and restrained demeanor was even more captivating than his usual aloof and indifferent manner.

His face was flushed, handsome yet breathtaking.

Jinxiu reached out and first unbuttoned her outer garment.

The golden-gray outer garment slipped down to her shoulders, revealing a pure white inner garment underneath.

"Young master is about to get married, and I have come here specifically to break the rules for you. Please, young master, do not hold back, this medicine... has no antidote."

"How dare you..."

Wei Jun was furious. He raised his hand to push the woman in front of him away, but the drug took effect and his head was made dizzy by the heat. He bumped heavily against the edge of the table.

He clenched his fists, his nails digging into his palms, the pain keeping him on the last shred of sanity.

How dare this maid be so audacious as to sneak into his courtyard and even put medicine in his hangover soup?

Jinxiu had been with the old lady since childhood, and all of this could only be his grandmother's idea.

Wei Jun had anticipated encountering countless schemes along the way, but he never expected his grandmother's scheme to come so quickly and even be used against him.

Seeing the eldest son's unbearable pain, Jinxiu finally gritted her teeth and began to remove her last layer of clothing:

"Young Master, please allow me to relieve your suffering. Just this once, and I will have completed my mission, and you... will no longer be in pain."

Wei Jun's eyes were bloodshot. He was almost losing control; just how strong was the drug?

He grabbed the inkstone from the table and smashed it hard on the ground.

The force was so strong that the inkstone shattered instantly.

The splashed ink stained Jinxiu's entire body. After she unbuttoned her inner garment, her fair skin was also stained with black ink.

"Like the wind!"

Wei Jun turned his head, breathing heavily. Each breath felt like it was burning away his reason; the searing pain in his body intertwined with his anger, making him so miserable that he almost wanted to destroy everything.

He was afraid he would lose control.

"Get her out!"

Seeing that his master had been drugged, Ru Feng disregarded whether Jinxiu was dressed properly, picked up Jinxiu and the clothes she had left in the room, and threw them outside Jingchen Courtyard.

"It was the old lady who told me..."

Jinxiu shivered from the cold, her teeth chattering.

Although no other servants around saw it, Ru Feng still felt extremely embarrassed to see her in such a disheveled state.

However, Ru Feng showed no mercy, drawing his sword and pointing the tip directly at Jinxiu's heart:

"Ru Feng only obeys the eldest young master's orders. Tell the other servants that they must not set foot near Jingchen Courtyard for the next two weeks!"