He knew this was an inevitable process.
If he wanted this strong-willed mother and daughter to truly accept the normalized life of "sharing one bed," they would need time to adjust... and his efforts at night.
Night fell.
Stars dotted the sky, and the bamboo grove lay quiet and secluded.
Qin Hongmian and Mu Wanqing had originally both lived in these bamboo huts. Though they did not sleep together, their rooms were not far apart.
After dinner, the atmosphere suddenly became somewhat tense.
Last night had been an accident. But what about tonight?
How were they supposed to sleep?
Qin Hongmian returned to her own room early, even shutting the door with a loud, demonstrative bang.
Mu Wanqing glanced at Lin Xuan, her face flushed. Unable to say anything, she lowered her head and slipped into another small room next door.
Lin Xuan stood in the courtyard, looking at the two tightly shut doors, a wicked smile curling across his lips.
"Sleeping in separate rooms? Heh, dream on."
He did not act immediately. Instead, he practiced two sets of punches in the courtyard, admired the moon for a while, and waited until the night was still and quiet. Only after estimating that both women had already lain down did he begin his "night raid" plan.
His first stop was naturally Mu Wanqing, who was thin-skinned and easier to approach.
Mu Wanqing's door was not bolted.
Perhaps, deep down, she had been expecting Lin Xuan to come.
Like a nimble civet cat, Lin Xuan silently pushed open the door and slipped inside, gently sliding the bolt shut behind him.
There was no lamp lit in the room. Only cool moonlight spilled across the foot of the bed.
Mu Wanqing lay on her side with her back to the door, wrapped in