Transmigrated As My Former Uncle’s Sweetheart

d Zhu Yu were getting married, Zhao Qian and Chu Qi remained in his courtyard late into the night.

It was a happy occasion and Zhao Qian could not stop himself from drinking a few more vats of wine with Long Xuan.

Chu Qi did not drink, but he was not in a hurry to leave either.

He sat quietly at the side, listening to the noise that filled the courtyard.

It was only when the last of the guests had left that Zhao Qian and Chu Qi got up to leave.

However, Zhao Qian stuffed a booklet into Chu Yi’s hand before they left.
He burped in a drunken stupor and said tipsily, “This is your wedding gift.
No need to thank me.”

“What is it?” Being the groom, Chu Yi had been offered lots of wine by his colleagues.
He was currently tipsy as well.

“This is good stuff.
You should read it when you’re inside your wedding room.” Zhao Qian placed a hand on Chu Qi’s shoulders, unable to differentiate left from right.
He continued talking without reservation, “I promised in the past to prepare this for you on the day of your wedding.
It’s not just you.
When it’s Lil Qi’s turn to get married, I’ll prepare one for him too.”

Chu Yi frowned.
“Thanks, then.
It’s getting late.
You should get going soon.”

Zhao Qian began chuckling when he heard this.
“Sigh.
Chu Yi, you’ve got yourself a wife now.
You should fix that bad habit of yours of always being so anxious.
Otherwise, you’ll scare the bride away.
If that happens, who would you even be able to spend your wedding night with?”

Chu Yi punted him in the butt without hesitation.
“Do I need a eunuch to teach me this? Get out now and stop spoiling my wedding night.”

Zhao Qian stumbled from the kick and when it dawned on him what had just happened, he was enraged.
He was about to retaliate when Chu Yi kicked both of them out of the courtyard in a quick and smooth motion.
He even slammed the door of the courtyard right in their faces.

Zhao Qian, “…”

Chu Qi, “…”

The look in Chu Yi’s eyes brightened as he stood in the courtyard, looking nothing like his tipsy self from just a moment ago.

He paced about in the courtyard for a while before finally entering the room.

Long Yang had specially gotten Zhao Qian to arrange this courtyard for him and Zhu Yu.
It was an entire building on its own.

Once the guests were all gone, silence returned to the previously clamorous courtyard.
The lanterns in the corridor glowed gently, brightening the entire courtyard with a cheery luminescence.