Chapter 98: Being Too Outstanding Is Also a Kind of Trouble

Could it be that their bond surpassed brotherly affection? Otherwise, what man would abandon his wedding chamber at such a time... Night Ming thought to himself that he would never do something so foolish. On his own wedding night with Mengmeng, all he could think about was the bridal chamber—anyone who dared to stop him would face his wrath!

“Brother, don’t do this...” Suddenly, Night Qin’s pleading voice sounded from the room, making all four eavesdroppers freeze. An image too awkward to imagine flashed through their minds! Ye Li and Yan Muer’s faces darkened; no wonder he wasn’t consummating his marriage!

“Mengmeng, don’t go!” Night Ming saw his wife storming over angrily and hurried to stop her. If she witnessed what he was imagining, what would happen in the future? Truly a disaster. He whispered, “I only wanted them to be close brothers, not like me, but I never expected too much affection to be a problem.”

Zhang Tiantian: ...

Liu Ling: ...

Dongmen Meng kicked open the door, and the scene inside made her frown. Kun Kun was grinning fiercely at Qin Qin, who looked terrified like a startled girl. But between the two brothers was a chessboard; Night Kun had already forced Night Qin into a desperate situation, and Night Qin was begging his brother for mercy.

“Mother.”

“Mother!” Dongmen Meng sighed in relief. They’d truly frightened her! She’d dreaded seeing something unthinkable...

But as soon as she relaxed, Dongmen Meng put on a stern face. “Kun Kun! Are you trying to infuriate your mother?”

Night Qin was stunned!

Night Kun was stunned as well!

Night Qin felt it was unbelievable—mother finally scolded his brother! After all these years, he had finally waited for this day. It wasn’t easy! Night Kun felt the same. After so many years, mother finally blamed him. Mother, you truly are my real mother.

He could finally experience how it felt to be chastised like his younger brother—not bad...

“The wedding chamber! You actually came here to play chess with Qin Qin! What about Li’er and Muer? The girls will start to wonder, you know!” Night Qin quietly explained for his brother, “Mother, you misunderstood. Sister-in-law was crying just now; brother only came over after she fell asleep.”

My goodness, that sentence was full of information.

“Yes, mother, she cried terribly. Luckily, your son is formidable—she eventually fell asleep.” Night Kun hurried to explain as well.

Night Qin admired his brother. Such things could be bragged about to him, but how could he boast before their mother?

Dongmen Meng was surprised, but after thinking it over, it made sense. “Kun Kun.”

“Mother,” Night Kun answered obediently.

“Muer and Li’er are indeed lovely, but you can’t bully them. Don’t take their obedience for granted; you must learn to cherish your wife.” Dongmen Meng felt embarrassed—all this crying, Kun Kun really was something. Still, she could understand; boys can be a bit rough sometimes.

Night Kun accepted her advice sincerely. “Mother, I understand.”

“Then what are you standing here for? Go comfort your wife. You really don’t know how to behave.” Dongmen Meng shook her head. Kun Kun excelled in every way except making girls happy. Qin Qin was different—he’d already run off with someone else.

My poor Qin Qin, mother will stand up for you!

Night Kun, helpless, walked out and immediately saw his weakened father.

Seriously, even now he was eavesdropping...

And that look in his father’s eyes made him uneasy; best to leave quickly...

Ye Li and Yan Muer heard the door open and immediately feigned sleep, inwardly scoffing. He’s finally back! If only he could spend his whole life with his brother instead.

Night Kun looked at his wives on the bed, then sat at the table to eat pastries—he was a bit hungry.

Ye Li and Yan Muer wished he’d just leave and stop irritating them. He actually chose food over them—was the bed not comfortable enough, or were the beauties not attractive enough?

The sound of Night Kun’s gentle chewing almost drove them mad.

Finally, the chewing stopped, or they might have lost their minds.

Night Kun was a bit exhausted; after the earlier scuffle and the long quarrel with his brother, he was drained. Looking around, he noticed there was only one bed to lie on—nothing else! Even the blankets were limited to two sets! Clearly intentional...

He glanced at the space between his wives, swallowed hard. They were married, after all; what harm in sleeping in the middle?

Bracing himself, Kun Kun took off his red robe, carefully climbed over Ye Li, and gently lay down, afraid to wake them—what a loss of face that would be.

But Ye Li and Yan Muer grew tense again!

He’s here! He really came!

Should they punch him out of the bed?

Women were complicated indeed—when he left, they wanted him back; now that he returned, they wished he’d leave.

Yet after a long while, there was no sign of action from the little bald head. Instead, they heard his calm, even breathing.

He!

He!

He actually fell asleep! He ignored them completely!

It proved that anyone trying to mess with Kun Kun would end up suffering internal frustration.

But Night Kun really was tired; otherwise, he wouldn’t have shamelessly squeezed into the middle.

He slept soundly that night. His internal Dao power was steadier than before, and the two strange fires hadn’t disappeared—they were simply suppressed within his Dao power. Truly powerful; even Dao energy couldn’t absorb them.

A gentle beam of sunlight slanted into the room; Night Kun pursed his lips, his nose filled with two delightful fragrances.

When did his brother start wearing rouge? Clearly, he’d suffered quite a blow.

Suddenly it struck him—he was married! He’d parted from his brother!

Then whose scent was this?

Night Kun’s eyes shot open; both his left and right shoulders were occupied. He swallowed hard.

Their profiles were beautiful—my heavens! It felt like the world’s most beautiful women were lying beside him...

And they were both hugging him. Too much—neither had sought Kun Kun’s permission.

In two lifetimes, he’d never slept with a woman; now, two at once. Heaven knew he’d been deprived last time, so now he’d been compensated with an extra.

Actually, Ye Li and Yan Muer were already awake.

They were just pretending, but both found this sleeping posture surprisingly comfortable.

“Husband, Muer likes you so much,” Yan Muer murmured, as if speaking in her sleep.

Night Kun was taken aback—even in dreams, she thought of him. Such excellence was troublesome.

Ye Li thought to herself that the fox was sly, unwilling to be outdone. “Husband, Li’er wants to bear your children.”

Shameless old woman!

Night Kun couldn’t take it anymore—his wives dreamed of having his children. Truly, excellence brought its own troubles.