The next day.
Jiang Fuying woke up from a deep slumber. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw the familiar bed curtain.
She stared in shock, her eyes wide, and sat up abruptly.
Something was wrong!
How did she end up in the bed?
The last memory in her mind was of her drinking in the courtyard. She had taken quite a fancy to that pot of peach blossom wine, and then...
Seeing her in a daze, Lu Huaizhou handed her a bowl of hot hangover soup. "Drink it while it's hot."
Jiang Fuying took it subconsciously but felt a bit dazed.
She still couldn't figure out how she had gotten from the courtyard to the bed.
Cai Pu and Cai Zhi weren't very strong. If they had carried her together, she should have noticed.
But now...
Full of doubts, Jiang Fuying rubbed her hair and asked him, "My lord, do you know how I got back to my room?"
Lu Huaizhou was taken aback. A few dark glints flashed across his black eyes.
"Does Miss Jiang know what time it is now?" he countered.
Jiang Fuying thought seriously for a moment. "I started drinking in the courtyard at Shen hour. It should be at most Xu hour or Hai hour now."
Lu Huaizhou's face darkened. He gritted his teeth and said, "So Miss Jiang doesn't remember anything?"
Jiang Fuying nodded blankly. "Should I remember something?"
There was really no memory of what happened after that in her mind.
She thought she might have taken a little nap while drinking.
Lu Huaizhou stared at her intently. "Miss Jiang, it's already Chen hour of the next day."
God knew what he had been through last night!
Last night, afraid that she would catch a cold outside and seeing no maids around, he had carried her back to her room himself.
But what about her?
On the way back, her hands and feet had been extremely restless!
She either slipped her hand into his robe or kept saying that she was afraid he was too hot and wanted to help him undress!
With great difficulty, he had managed to hold down her hands that were causing him so much trouble, but then her body had wriggled non - stop in his arms. He...
Finally, he had managed to lay her on the bed, but she had grabbed his sleeve tightly and refused to let him go.
"You're the smartest young master, a hundred times smarter than that scumbag! Stay with me tonight and tell me how to make a glass mirror..."
Drunk senseless, Miss Jiang of course couldn't listen to his explanation about making a glass mirror.
But he had been worried that she might feel unwell after drinking so much. Enduring the burning desire in his body, he had stayed by her side, fully dressed, for most of the night.
Although it was his responsibility as her husband and he never expected her to be grateful, she—
She didn't remember anything!
Lu Huaizhou almost gritted his back teeth. Furious, he turned his back to her.
He was so angry that he didn't want to talk to her now!
Moreover, he decided that from now on, he would personally supervise Miss Jiang to drink less!
Seeing his reaction, Jiang Fuying felt a bit confused and nervously touched her nose.
She had just drunk some peach blossom wine and had a hangover. It was normal not to remember what happened yesterday. How could there be anything that could make the young master so angry?
But then she thought that it must have been Cai Pu and Cai Zhi who carried her back to the room. She just slept too soundly to notice.
After a hangover, she inevitably felt dizzy. After finishing the bowl of hangover soup in one gulp, she remembered the important matter.
"My lord, I wanted to ask you yesterday. Our shop is about to open. What else do you think we need to prepare?"
The only answer she got was Lu Huaizhou's silent back.
He turned his body slightly but still refused to say a word.
She didn't even remember what had happened last night. Why should he respond just because she called him?
He could just pretend not to hear!
For some reason, Jiang Fuying could tell from his back that he was sulking.
Although she didn't know why he was angry, the important matter couldn't wait. Since he wasn't cooperating...
A sly look flashed across her autumn - water eyes.
Then she would manipulate him a little bit again!
"My lord." She called him softly again.
But this time, her voice dropped, with a hint of sobbing.
Lu Huaizhou stiffened all over.
Was she angry because he hadn't responded to her?
Of course, his body reacted faster than his mind. As soon as he heard that tone, he had already turned around, quickly taking out his handkerchief. His lips parted slightly, ready to comfort her.
But as soon as he looked up, he was greeted by a smiling face as bright as a spring peach.
The action of handing the handkerchief froze in mid - air.
He finally realized that she was tricking him.
"My lord, what else do you think we need to prepare?" Seeing him turn around, Jiang Fuying asked with a smile again.
Most of Lu Huaizhou's anger dissipated, but he still hung his head and reluctantly replied.
"Our shop is different from others. Miss Jiang can try to send out more invitation cards and invite more guests to the opening ceremony to increase the popularity."
"Remember to prepare more staff," Lu Huaizhou added.
Jiang Fuying understood immediately. "My lord, are you afraid that someone might cause trouble?"
Lu Huaizhou nodded and continued, "Before the ribbon - cutting ceremony, the shop should not open for business. No guests should be allowed to see the inside of the shop."
Jiang Fuying understood his point immediately. "My lord, do you want our glass mirrors to make a grand entrance?"
During this period, having spent a long time with him, she had learned a lot of new words from him. Although these new words were a bit strange, they were concise and really useful.
The hanging head couldn't hold back anymore. He let out a "puff" of laughter.
He had to admit that hearing the words "grand entrance" come out of Miss Jiang's mouth gave him a sense of fun, as if the dimensional wall had broken and the "ancients were really trendy".
Their eyes met, filled with silent understanding.
The last bit of anger and annoyance in his heart instantly vanished.
He smiled and echoed her, "Yes, a grand entrance."
"These preparations alone are not enough." Jiang Fuying got out of bed and walked to the desk. She spread out the paper and picked up the brush. "My lord, our shop still doesn't have a name."
Her autumn - water eyes were so bright that Lu Huaizhou was momentarily stunned.
"My lord, you made the glass mirrors. You should name the shop."
"Okay."
Lu Huaizhou suddenly came back to his senses. He picked up the brush and wrote two large characters on the plain white rice paper: "Yue Jiao".
Jiang Fuying looked at the two characters and then at him, completely confused. "My lord, does this name have any special meaning?"
A look of uneasiness flashed across Lu Huaizhou's face. His explanation sounded a bit far - fetched. "The glass mirrors are as bright and clean as the moonlight. This name can better highlight the uniqueness of the glass mirrors."
Jiang Fuying looked at it from all angles but really couldn't see the connection between the words "Yue Jiao" and the glass mirrors.
But since it was the name given by the master who had made the glass mirrors, she respected his choice.
"Okay, our shop will be called Yue Jiao."
She carefully folded the rice paper.
Lu Huaizhou beside her was stunned again as he watched her actions.
Actually, he hadn't told her the truth just now.
The real meaning of "Yue Jiao" was a line of poetry: "May I be the star to your moon, shining brightly together every night."