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Hong Xiu had already prepared two cups of wedding wine and carefully brought them over, placing them on the small redwood table.
Su Yuntang heard Long Xi across from her gently clear his throat, his voice deep and warm. "Thank you. You may leave now."
Liu Mama and the others discreetly exited the room, closing the door behind them.
In the spacious new house, only the two newlyweds remained, accompanied by the flickering shadows of the red candles.
Su Yuntang nervously looked at the unfamiliar man before her; he was her "husband." According to custom, they were to drink the wedding wine next, and then...
"Madam, please." Long Xi's voice interrupted her thoughts as he lifted a cup of wine, signaling for her to take the other.
They each raised their cups, intertwining their arms as per tradition. During this process, Su Yuntang's gaze inadvertently swept over Long Xi's throat, and her heart jolted—there was no scar there! It was smooth as jade!
She fought to suppress her shock, her hand trembling slightly as she nearly spilled the wine.
Madam Hu had explicitly told her that Second Young Master Long had a burn on his right neck that had yet to heal. Yet this man before her clearly showed no signs of injury!
A startling thought flashed through her mind: Could it be that this "Second Young Master" was an imposter?
Su Yuntang composed herself and drank from her cup, but her thoughts were already in turmoil. If this man truly wasn't Second Young Master Long, then who was he? Why was he impersonating Long Xi? What scheme was the Long Family plotting?
After they finished the wedding wine, Long Xi gently set his cup down on the table, seemingly in no hurry for what came next. He turned and walked toward the window, standing with his hands clasped behind his back. The moonlight streamed through the window, casting a silver glow over him.
Seizing the opportunity, Su Yuntang discreetly studied his profile. From his stature and demeanor, he did not resemble a frivolous young master; instead, he exuded an air of elegance and composure.
Her doubts deepened when Long Xi suddenly spoke up: "The night is deepening. I imagine you must be tired after all the festivities today."
He turned back to face Su Yuntang, his gaze lingering on her for a moment, revealing an elusive expression in his eyes.
Su Yuntang's heart raced; if he insisted on sharing a bed...
Her mind raced as she reached into her sleeve, fingertips brushing against a small packet of calming medicine. If she could incapacitate him and make this "Second Young Master" fall into a deep sleep, she could avoid tonight's crisis.
As she quietly plotted, she heard Long Xi let out a soft sigh: "With all the wedding preparations today and having drunk quite a bit of wine, I feel a bit dizzy now."
Su Yuntang felt a stir in her heart and quickly said, "If you are unwell, my lord, I have some tea here that can help with the effects of alcohol and relieve fatigue."
She thought this would be a perfect opportunity to administer the medicine, but she saw Long Xi wave his hand.
"No need for that. To be honest, I have not been feeling well lately, and I caught a chill a few days ago. I fear I cannot fulfill my duties properly."
As he turned to face her, he continued, "Therefore, I must apologize for any inconvenience. How about this: I will go to the study to rest for a few days, and once I recover, I will come to apologize to you."
His words were eloquent, but there was no hint of regret in his expression.
However, Su Yuntang was unfazed; the tension that had been coiled tightly within her suddenly relaxed.
She had not expected that the medicine she prepared to avoid sharing a room would go unused, as Long Er Gongzi had taken the initiative to suggest sleeping separately.
She hurriedly replied, "Your health is of utmost importance, my lord; I would never hold such matters against you. Please focus on your recovery."
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